I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

Takumaha, who had just stopped the car, looked up and his face changed drastically. Before he could turn and drive away, he was pushed down by Du Jue.

"I have something urgent to do, please borrow it."

Takumaha, sitting on the ground, looked at the motorcycle exhaust and the bundle of banknotes dropped by Dujue in confusion.

[Obi: Anyway, it's just a crazy organization in the suburbs. It was destroyed long ago. There's nothing to worry about.]

【Du Jue: Be careful, I'll be there soon.】

【Obiban: Oh my god! Who is this person?】

Processing plant building.

Du Jue instantly climbed over the reinforced gate, looked up and saw the expanded building, and immediately discovered that the window of the top-floor office was broken.

"Where is the city girl?"

Gan Jian grabbed Weiban's neck and lifted him into the air, but Weiban just kept begging and struggling.

"I'm just an employee. I don't even know who the boss is. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea while I call the boss over."

"Uh-huh!"

Gan Jian wordlessly exerted force with his palm, and the strong pressure on her neck immediately made Wei Ban roll her eyes. She immediately screamed desperately: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"where?"

"It's actually in a one-way safe house. How about I take you there? It's a bit far away and only the boss and I know about it."

"lead the way."

Having saved his life, Wei Ban hurriedly took Gan Jian downstairs, explaining with a smile: "The safe house is under external surveillance. We must take the company car to get there. Otherwise, if we see a stranger approaching, City Girl will move away."

Gan Jian shook his head and reached out to grab Wei Ban's arm, "Don't worry, just lead the way."

Bang!

Seeing that there was no way to leave any traces of being tracked, Wei Ban pulled out the pocket pistol hidden in her clothes with a fierce expression. There was only one special ammunition in it, which was used to prevent her from encountering such a madman again.

The exploding bullet instantly blasted a big hole in the wall, but Weiban was horrified to find that the other party's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of clothes in its place.

The dark grey iron mace swept towards Weiban's head, frightening him so much that he regretted not buying more advanced bullets. At the same time, he cried out in fear: "Master, save me!"

clang!

The crusher suddenly shattered the iron mace in Gan Jian's hand, and Du Jue, who had just caught up, breathed a sigh of relief.

Tail Spot is not only useful to his company, but also has to help him find the last survivor of the Emerald Journey. At least he can't die now.

Perhaps Gan Jian is also a test subject who survived from the Blind Society like Du Jue. The reason why he is looking for Du Shi Niang is probably because she looks familiar. After all, Du Shi Niang was modified according to Du Jue's appearance.

Seeing that Gan Jian was about to disappear again, Du Jue gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sister! I'm from the Blind Society!"

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Chapter 164 The Tuner.

"mine?"

After hearing about the Blind Society, Gan Jian did not disappear on his own, but looked at Du Jue very carefully, then shook his head slowly, "You have too many lines, and mine is a good child, he won't hurt me."

Weiban, who had struggled to get up from the corner of the wall, was stunned. She didn't know what Dujue was up to, so she immediately slipped away smartly. She really didn't want to know anything about Dujue.

Du Jue frowned, and suddenly realized that this guy was blind. Her perspective was not that of a normal world, but one composed of lines and blocks of color. She immediately and anxiously tore off the bandages and clothes on her body.

"Really?! The image of the urban girl is modeled after me. I'm just grown up. Why don't we calm down and sort out our relationship?"

Du Jue forced a smile but was still very afraid of Gan Jian's strange ability. Perhaps that was what the clone inherited from the stargazing girl.

But why didn't he?!

Gan Jian, who had pulled out the three-pointed spike, stopped moving immediately after Du Ke's bandaged face was exposed. He said with a hint of excitement and confusion: "Take off your pants too. They're blocking my view."

Du Jue was overjoyed to find that the recognition of kinship was really useful. He kicked off his jeans without thinking about the shame and even raised his hands to let Gan Jian see him from different angles.

"It does look a lot like mine, but don't you have some extra lines down there? Did you have that sex change surgery?"

Du Jue quickly explained: "Sis, I didn't expect that there were other Blind Society test subjects who survived. I have always been a good child! Otherwise, stab me in the chest, I don't mind at all!"

"Whether there are more or fewer lines is not a problem at all. At worst, we can do a DNA test. We don't want the flood to wash away the Dragon King Temple and make family members unable to recognize each other!"

Gan Jian was silent for half a minute, standing quietly beside Du Jue, motionless as if dead. Du Jue became anxious and quickly reminded him: "Sister?"

"Does that mean Wen Duo is a city girl? And you are not allowed to call me sister."

Gan Jian took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. He raised his hand and scared Du Jue so much that he was about to grab the crusher, but he found that she was just biting her nails silently, with her head down and not even looking at him.

The silence in the room made Du Jue raise an eyebrow. She could only control her temper and wait. After a long time, she saw Gan Jian look up. She whispered something in a low voice.

Du Jue walked closer with doubt in his eyes, "What? I didn't hear clearly."

"Wen Duo, let's go to the Impression Museum."

"What is that place?!"

Du Jue suddenly felt a little resistant. It is better not to touch such weird things in the city.

Gan Jian's voice became a little awkward when he spoke, and his lack of confidence made it very difficult for Du Jue to understand. He really didn't understand what was wrong with this guy.

"That's a place I've had my eye on for a long time. It's a high-end exhibition hall that Master Wim has devoted his entire life to building, and it can recreate the shared memories of visitors."

Gan Jian spoke with some excitement, and then suddenly warned Du Jue: "Before that, you are not allowed to call me."

Hey!

Wim is quite talented!

"Um, Gan Jian, you may not know this yet, but Wim is dead."

"That doesn't matter. It's the art palace of the Ring Finger. You can book and experience it by paying. Let's go."

Du Jue had a headache thinking of how to deal with the situation. After all, he had already killed two Ring Finger Masters, so it was still quite risky to go in.

Impression Museum.

[Kekeqi: It's a small matter, but do you think a rough man like you can appreciate beauty? Consider it my small contribution to art.]

After handing over the VIP card, Du Jue successfully got the fast lane to cut in line, which made Gan Jian next to her look a little sideways. In the past, when she came here, no matter how much money she spent, she could only queue up obediently. After all, this was an industry belonging to the Ring Finger Organization, and her identity as a judge of the Vacuum Fist was still not enough to qualify to cut in line.

The visibility in the room filled with steam was extremely low. Even Du Jue, whose eyesight was far superior to that of an ordinary person, could only see Gan Jian within five meters. Both of them were soaked in a moment, and they could feel the damp and heavy moisture with every breath.

I even felt a slight suffocation, like I was in a swimming pool. I asked uncomfortably, "What should I do next? Should I call customer service?"

Suddenly, a touch of color flowed out of the white room, quickly turning the area around the two people into a colorful kaleidoscope.

Snapped.

A pale hand grabbed Du Jue's wrist, and he was so scared that he quickly grabbed it back.

The colors gradually arrange themselves in an orderly manner, outlining an illusory yet close-up scene, making people feel as if they have entered an enhanced 3D game.

"follow me."

hum!

The strange perspective of only lines and blocks of color came again, but Du Jue was surprised to find that the surrounding scenery became concrete, and the style was almost the same as anime. He didn't expect that Gan Jian's strange ability had such an effect.

It was a spacious room with a skylight and walls covered with soft sponges. The stargazing girl was caressing her young self and telling fairy tales.

"A girl found a glowing meteorite in the reeds. Inside the cracked stone shell curled up a wounded star spirit. She used daisy juice to stick its broken wings together. The star spirit drilled into her palm and turned into an emerald. It told the girl that it could fulfill all her wishes, but she couldn't let adults find it."

The fishing village was revitalized by the gem. When the paralyzed grandfather cast his nets again, the gem began to crack. When clear springs gushed out from the rice paddies during the dry season, cracks had already covered half of the gem's surface. The girl wrapped the gem in velvet until she saw her seriously ill sister in the peddler's basket.

"The moment the peddler looked greedily at the gem, the sister's cough stopped. The girl heard the sound of the earth withering, and everyone withered with it. The sky also collapsed and disappeared without a single star."

"Finally, the girl curled up and fell asleep, clutching the shard of gemstone. She fell through the hole in the ground and became a star underground, ready to fall at any moment."

What the hell, can a kid understand this?

Du Jue turned his head and found that Gan Jian was in a daze with his mouth slightly open, his face showing unprecedented nostalgia and yearning, and he had even pinched his wrists and left red marks.

"Okay, give me my..."

Gan Jian stared at the child in his arms and thought hard, then he spoke tentatively, "Call No. 13 to come play. I can't handle too many of them."

The child simply ran out quickly, pushed out the clone that was trying to crawl in, and then came back happily.

"The guys from the Blind Society don't know how to take care of children. This one person bullied a group of people and didn't react at all."

Du Jue thought the scene was outrageous, but when he turned around, he found Gan Jian nodding thoughtfully.

Bang!

The steel door was blasted open from the front, and a leisurely figure in a black coat strolled into the spacious nursery. The shining hexagonal gold patterns on his clothes gave him a mysterious aura.

"Really? The suburbs are still the same. Even on the way to a designated cleanup, we run into this kind of ridiculous organization."

Glancing calmly at the stunned children, the newcomer simply snapped his fingers, and everyone froze in place, unable to move. Instead, a sudden scream rang out from the direction the tuner had come from.

"Yes, it's the Tuner!"

"Go stop her! She's our stargazing prophet!"

Du Jue was unexpectedly fascinated by the scene and suddenly became curious about how the clone survived. You know, the Tuner is one of the city's feared and mysterious leaders, who can deal with all kinds of forces that violate the city's taboos, even if the target is the Wings of the World.

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Chapter 165 Mom.

The tuner with a blurred face leisurely walked into the room of the stargazing girl. Du Jue immediately focused his attention, but Gan Jian next to him had sweaty palms and red cheeks. Such anthropomorphic behavior made Du Jue feel confused.

When the stargazing girl saw the tuner, she just stood there on the bed, at a loss, without giving up her momentum to strike the enemy as she had intended.

"What's your name? I heard they say you can see stars, right?"

"I, I," the stargazing girl stammered in response, completely losing the composure she had just in telling the story. She was even afraid to lift the quilt to cover herself completely, which made the Tuner and Du Jue frown.

After noticing that Gan Jian turned her head away in embarrassment, Du Jue realized belatedly that she was not his sister, but his mother in the sense of cloning. He didn't know what to say for a moment and could only continue to watch the memories curiously.

The tuner approached the bed with great interest, lifted the covers, and found no one inside. He looked around in surprise, but ultimately found nothing and shook his head. "Forget it, it's in the suburbs anyway, so we don't need this garbage."

The Tuner twitched her lips as she returned to the nursery. She carefully observed the Stargazing Girl, who had suddenly appeared and then eagerly disappeared with her clones, and jokingly asked, "Hmph, do you really care about these people? They're obviously just clones. You can have as many as you want."

The tuner raised her hand and waved, and the black pillars emitting golden light gathered in an instant. With a contemptuous gesture, she quickly swept across the spacious nursery, and the abstract lock symbol appeared brightly in the air, instantly silencing the room.

In order to prevent some accidents, the tuner easily solved Gan Jian's peculiar ability. The leader seemed to be using singularity technology that could lock various things, but he couldn't remember the specific information.

The memories were frozen at this moment, but Du Jue still felt a little unsatisfied. There were still many clones left in the nursery, so he hurriedly asked Gan Jian.

"Are you the stargazing girl? So, what happened next? You don't have to pay to continue playing this thing, do you?"

Gan Jian smiled reservedly upon hearing this, and nodded shyly, appearing very gentle, but his tone was very firm.

"you are mine."

These words immediately brought Du Jue out of his memories. He suddenly realized that his relationship with the other party was a bit subtle and weird. He subconsciously wanted to let go but remembered that he was still in an abnormal perspective.

"Take me out of here."

He forced himself to put on a smile and tried to be polite to the other party, but he found that Gan Jian did not respond. He just looked at him expectantly and even stood on tiptoe excitedly.

Before Du Jue could think clearly, he felt his hands being touched in a very restrained yet wanton manner, and Gan Jian even couldn't wait to hold his left palm with his fingertips intertwined.

"Mother."

Hearing this unexpected voice, Du Jue, who had been silent all the time, immediately got goosebumps all over his body, but he saw the tuner beside him with a mischievous smile. The face had become clear at some point, and it was Du Jue's face.

"You are not allowed to call me mom."

Gan Jian frowned unhappily. When he realized it was the Tuner who was speaking, he suddenly said in confusion: "Could it be that the memories here have additional interactive functions?"

not good!

This guy is half of me!

Du Jue reacted almost instantly and drew out the Blood-Running Sword without hesitation, slashing at the suddenly appearing enemy.

clang!

The Tuner raised his hand to block the sword and said with regret, "I was wondering when we could meet again. I didn't expect you to use this telescope yourself. I really don't understand why you refused our reunion."

Du Jue turned a deaf ear to this and hurriedly urged Gan Jian: "Mom, take me away quickly!"

"It's locked, just like it always was."