I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"No, guest, I have money!"

"I will soon pass the exam and join World Wings. Then I will have plenty of money to compensate you!"

"I hate this damned pretentious thing called the Wings of the World even more!"

A smaller scythe came at her, leaving her with no way to avoid it.

Fear and despair gripped Lesti's heart. She couldn't understand why such a sudden change happened today when she was just one step away from escaping from the garbage dump-like alley?

Bang!

The expected pain did not come, and Lesti came back to his senses and looked at Du Jue who kicked Tae In away.

"Du, Du Jue?"

When Du Jue's name was called, he was even more surprised than Tae In. He actually met someone he knew.

But he still had things to do.

"Hey, leave that living weapon behind, or die."

Pay attention to the scattered Hook Gang members around who are regrouping and avoid ending them as soon as possible.

McQuillin, who had stepped forward to support Tae-in, chopped off Tae-in's living sickle without hesitation, and then dragged Tae-in, who was curled up in a ball, into the alley.

"Thank you, Du Jue. It seems you're doing well. The money you owed me is now written off."

"Sure enough, leaving this damn place is the right choice."

Lesti staggered to his feet and took off his tattered doll costume. When he looked up, he saw a stack of banknotes and was stunned on the spot.

Du Jue tried hard to recall the situation and only remembered that he owed this guy money, so he immediately withdrew part of the payment for the goods.

Although he has experienced a lot of messy things, he still has his own principles, which is to repay kindness and grudges.

"Uh, I told you you don't have to pay it back, and you didn't borrow that much."

Lesti laughed and scratched his short hair that looked like a chicken coop.

Looking at Lesti's expression, Du Jue was a little dazed. He hadn't seen such a normal and happy smile for a long time.

"Pay it back, it's my fault. I borrowed it from you. Nine out of 10, thirteen back. Hurry up and go to World Wings to work and pay back the debt."

"Well then, you definitely won't make a mistake!"

In most cases in cities, a relationship where one can lend money to another is probably more valuable than a lifelong friendship.

Lesti held the money stuffed in his chest and watched Du Jue return the way he came. His mind was filled with countless wonderful thoughts, and he felt that Du Jue was indescribably special.

"Eliminate it. See you next time."

"Ah."

Du Jue just waved his hand behind his back, and Lesti immediately fled the scene before his part-time boss or the gang came to find him.

puff.

He sank back into the passenger seat, holding the living sickle that could be called a work of art in his hand. It seemed to be entering a dormant state.

"What took you so long to get a giant chicken foot? You don't want to eat this, do you? Scythe stew?"

"Besides, who knows what would happen if you ate the living weapons produced by the Alliance Company."

"Thank you for your concern."

"Who the hell cares about you?!"

Zulu started the refrigerated truck and felt that the boy next to him was a little weird, and his aggressiveness was restrained a lot.

That’s right, although this mission had some twists and turns, it was completed successfully.

Zulu was satisfied that his work went smoothly.

19 Axe Gang

Du Jue, who was leaning against the car window, was pushed awake without noticing, and he felt sore all over.

"Get off the car."

Du Jue yawned, and seeing that it was almost dark, he hurriedly fumbled for the black bag containing the payment for the goods.

But I didn't touch anything.

"Okay, I have the money."

"I thought I could only get gas money, but I didn't expect you to be able to sell those things at normal prices."

Zulu was counting the payment for the goods, and the young man guarding the factory gate hurriedly greeted him.

It turns out that these people have bad intentions. They give us a bunch of garbage and expect us to meet normal performance targets. This is pure exploitation of labor.

As soon as he entered, Du Jue found that although the place was still a bit messy, all the vendors selling dangerous goods had returned.

After seeing all the bottles and jars with danger signs on them, I decided it would be better to come here less often.

"You're not dead yet."

Park Hui, who had changed into a yellow spiked leather belt today, looked at Du Jue unhappily and asked someone to open the passage.

Du Jue pulled off the red-sleeved jacket draped over his shoulders and threw it to Park Hui. It was taken from the gang member who attacked the refrigerated truck.

Seeing the corpse, Du Jue couldn't help but want to touch it, but these guys didn't bring anything with them when they went out to work except weapons, and this was the only piece of clothing at the scene that was not stained with blood.

He originally planned to take it back to the clinic to use as an entrance carpet.

"I specially gave you a local specialty on this business trip. This fabric is quite durable."

Leaving Park Hui holding his coat with a confused look on his face, Du Jue and Zulu walked through the dormitory area to the factory director's office.

Jingmei had her feet on the desk, her right elbow on the armrest, flipping through a piece of letter paper with a thumbs-up mark on the back.

"Done, here's the payment."

Zulu put down the black bag and stood beside Jingmei, then he put down the letter paper and stood up.

Du Jue was not at all panicked when facing Jingmei's extremely aggressive gaze. No matter how scary it was, it was not as terrifying as that cannibal chef.

"Du Jue, you know I value promises the most, so I naturally don't like betrayers."

"Boss Jingmei, I was only forced to join the Brotherhood of Steel when I was in the Good Office. Otherwise, I would have died like Kaji."

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to listen to this."

"I want you to promise me."

Jingmei walked up to Du Jue seriously. His 1.9-meter tall stature made him need to lower his head slightly to look Du Jue in the eye.

The exaggerated muscles that push up the sweatshirt and the sharp and twisted pure black tattoos show an autocratic and domineering temperament.

"Join the Lost Dogs, obey orders, and never betray."

"Of course, at your will."

"I also promise you that our gang's allowance will only increase, not decrease. As for the extra bonus, you'll have to work hard on your own."

"Thank you for your generosity. I will return your loyalty."

Stop bragging without changing your expression. The lost dog is just a stepping stone for him to enter the brain tissue company.

If you want to reach the top of the city, you must be mentally prepared to trample on everything.

"I don't like swearing allegiance, but I will tell anyone who dares to break my promise how I became the boss of a lost dog."

"You passed. Now report to Park Hui."

No, buddy, I worked so hard to come here, but why am I still just an ordinary member?

Then all his suffering would have been in vain.

[Obtain a part-time job talent: Tattooed Wild Dog]

[Description: Tattoos are a badge of honor that promotes violence, but they are also a sharp shell that protects softness.]

[Effect 1: Your ability to strengthen tattoos is greatly improved]

[Effect 2: You gain close combat proficiency]

[Effect 3: When you touch an enemy's body during combat, you will automatically convert pigment into a tattoo, until your maximum capacity is reached.]

Enhanced tattoos used to be a singularity technology that was the bread and butter of the World Wings, but it is only now becoming widespread after the patent expired.

The effects of the surgical transformation vary depending on the composition and quality of the pigment, and can significantly enhance muscle strength or even make the epidermis as hard as steel.

It can be regarded as a relatively perfect means of becoming stronger in the city. The only pity is that the tattoo area on the skin is limited.

However, Du Jue knew that if it were him, the tattoo would be carved on the body first, such as the internal organs or the surface of the bones.

I heard that the area of his intestines alone is as large as a football field when unfolded. If he were covered in tattoos inside and out, would he be able to blow up a city with one punch?

For such a powerful combat growth talent, he stopped feeling ecstatic and felt more confident.

Jingmei noticed that Dujue had not left yet and was still staring at him, so he rolled his eyes.

"You bitch, I know what you want even if you don't say anything."

"Besides me, the only ones below me are the cadres and team leaders. You think you can be the team leader right away."

Du Jue, feeling a little inflated, felt that he was very capable and nodded quickly.

However, Jingmei's face darkened and she kicked over the desk.

"You're treating me like a shopping mall, picking and choosing? Do you want me to give you the position of leader?"

"You're not coming here just for me!"

When Du Jue heard this, he quickly lowered his head, but the door to a new century opened in his heart.

It would be great if there was a way to temporarily borrow the position of leader of another organization, and then return it after he has taken the talent.

Although it is absurd, there seems to be a possibility that some organization can exist in this absurd city.

"But you are really good at making money, so let's communicate in a way you are familiar with."

"Even if you want to be the team leader, there's no one to assign to you right now. So, you can find some men to be your own subordinates. I want you to kill the Axe Gang boss."

"If you dare to make this bet with me, I will make you a cadre directly."

The sudden bet made Du Jue a little distracted.

The Axe Gang is not a bunch of rotten fish or shrimp, but an urban legend gang like a stray dog.

It was a bit far-fetched to ask him to kill the gang leader alone. Du Jue thought that he was still no match for Jing Mei.

But when he thought about becoming the top of the city, Du Jue felt that he had no time to waste in the back alleys. He must become stronger as soon as possible and enter the Wings of the World.

The city will not wait for anyone. Once the game plot that he understands disappears in the drastic changes, it will only be more difficult to become the top of the city.

He was able to deal with various organizations because of his intelligence advantage. Otherwise, even with the help of his business card, he would have found it difficult to move forward.

"I bet."

"Hahaha! You're the most arrogant guy I've ever met. Everyone else just talks about harsh words and dreams, but you're the one who dares to agree to something like that!"

"get out."

Before he could salute and leave, he had to collect information about the Axe Gang first, otherwise he would have no idea where to start.

Walking through the bustling dormitory area, those members of the "Stray Dogs" group did not greet Du Jue, but leaned on the balcony and looked down at him as he left alone.

"It looks like you passed, otherwise it would have been the Zulu cadres who dragged your body out."

"Hey, let's forget about our incident. I'm not the type to hold grudges."

Du Jue stopped walking out of the passage and looked at Park Hui in surprise. This was something the man in the belt could actually say.

Du Jue still thinks that these gang members are as vindictive as he is, so is there any possibility of reconciliation?

Seeing Du Jue's expression, Park Hui snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Your dress is quite nice. It's my sister's birthday today, and I've been really busy lately and haven't had time to buy her a gift. This is a small favor for me."

"Yeah."

I refused to smile back, but the slight warmth quickly dissipated before my determination to reach the summit.

"Then give my regards to your sister and tell her to wish her a happy birthday."