I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"grass!"

Du Jue hurriedly reached out to grab the edge and avoided falling to his death. However, the feeling of his body hanging in the air made him feel weak again, and he couldn't even climb up.

I want to go up!

The strong resilience made the body move, and the next moment a huge shadow covered Du Jue, making him scream in disbelief.

"You lunatic! You've turned yourself and others into this horrible state!"

The man's head was facing her, but his long giraffe neck was like a flesh and blood street lamp, which made people feel physically uncomfortable and even vomit acid.

It tried its best to lower its head to look down at Du Jue, but its own spine pushed open the top of its head, and a large ball of brain matter dripped onto Du Jue's head, almost knocking him down.

Suppressing his will to survive, he swallowed the acid and brain matter with all his strength, rolled back to the church floor, and then vomited violently.

"Nothing. Do you still remember anything before you were 23? Right!"

Swish!

The huge bone blade came down on his head, and Du Jue's face changed immediately. He gritted his teeth, grabbed his shirt and tore it apart, revealing the word "death" on his chest.

Full of death!

"What the hell! None of that!"

The heart-wrenching pain could not interfere with Dujue's actions, only because of his extremely strong resilience that Dujue reluctantly did what he wanted to do.

Tear!

"I'm all of them!!!"

The deformed right hind deer leg was suddenly chopped off. Du Jue, who was covered in gray mist, was about to chop again when he was split into two halves diagonally by the opponent's terrifying sickle front leg. The pain of the cutting that penetrated his body made Du Jue throw himself into the opponent's leg wound.

Avoid madly concentrating on using dead energy to repair corpses.

Then he forcefully bit into the opponent's wounded flesh, not to gain information about the weakness, but to vent the sudden severe pain.

I am going to kill you!

Du Jue, desperately repeating a sentence to himself, crawled into the giraffe's body with a knife, like a vicious parasite hungrily grabbing every inch of flesh and blood until it burst out from the chest.

Du Jue raised his head and regained focus, only then did he see that the beast the man had transformed into was half the size of a cathedral, and the numerous holes he had opened were even more numerous than those in the cathedral.

The cathedral was gushing with blood, like a tower of blood wine.

The pain of death silenced the tinnitus, but he still heard the man's rough, almost inaudible words.

“You hate me!!!”

"Welcome back!"

The huge head fell to the right, breaking five or six pillars in succession, causing the entire cathedral to lose balance and collapse.

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The moment Du Jue landed, he rolled over for more than ten times before finally stopping in front of a pile of rotten wooden boards. Many weapon workshops were dented.

Suddenly he realized that the pain of death was becoming less and less. He looked up hurriedly and found that all the people around him had run away.

Ever since he got the Death Tattoo, just going for a walk would fill him up with death energy. Du Jue never expected that today he would be able to use up all the death energy in a rare way.

He barely repaired most of his body, and all the gray gas evaporated away.

The broken communicator was still stubbornly making sounds. Du Jue pressed the button several times in confusion but it didn't connect. It was not until he threw it to the ground that the sound of grinding was heard.

"Du Jue, how are you? This place is a mess. Turn on the communicator and we'll be here right away."

"No need to come over."

Du Jue stood up in a daze. If he was just a so-called wandering ghost, then who was he?

Can an imprint of consciousness still be considered a person with a self?

A helpless feeling of having no one to turn to for answers came over him. He touched the work card stitched on his chest and tried hard to stand up, but he stumbled and fell down again.

His right leg was not fully repaired because the death energy was exhausted, so someone had to die to save it.

"We're already outside. There are too many crazy people here. Just hold on!"

"Don't do such stupid things next time. You can't die by making money! Even if we can't buy the names of the stars, we can just name them ourselves."

"I won't charge you for taking care of those little brats, just be normal!"

It seemed that Luo noticed the low tone in Du Jue's voice, a gesture he had never shown before.

"I am normal."

Du Jue picked up the broken steel bars to support himself and slowly stood up. The wounds he suffered made him grimace.

"Don't say we have nothing. We must be our own masters."

"Big Sister, why are you reading that cult's propaganda banner? What's the situation with eliminating it?"

Du Jue couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He never expected that there would be a day when he would be comforted by Luo.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me until I become the top of the city."

“Maybe I will grow old, get sick, and die, or maybe become mad or stupid, but that will definitely be tomorrow!”

What a shit, nothing.

The man from the Emerald Green Trip and the top management of K Company were just minor problems. Once he became the top of the city, everything would become clear and easy to solve.

"Mmmmm."

Heavy breathing sounds came from behind Du Jue, which made his hair stand on end and he involuntarily tightened his grip on the steel crutch.

Avoid looking back tensely.

The scattered orcs lifted up the giraffe's flesh and blood and saw the light of day again. They also seemed to be stunned by the collapse of the cathedral and stood there in a trance, then their lips opened and their fangs were exposed.

These guys are quite smart and use the corpses as cushions.

After seeing their wounds slowly healing while they lowered their heads to eat, Du Jue immediately panicked.

Hey!

How are you still alive?!

"鏌, save me!!"

Du Jue, leaning on a steel crutch, fled in panic, followed by four or five other long-haired orcs who were also limping. The speed of both sides was almost the same as that of a race walker.

"You guys are sick, stop chasing me!"

The complex terrain of the garbage dump was a nightmare for the lame man. It was full of bumps and sharp spots, and he had to think twice before placing a step.

Suddenly, Du Jue missed a step and his right arm was cut by the glass, leaving a long gash. The beast behind him pounced on him immediately.

Bang!

A breeze blew across his face, and Du Jue, who was holding onto the steel bar, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With white steam coming out of his body, Lu Heng drew his sword and drove back the beasts. Then, Lu Heng and Lu Heng helped Du Jue up and raised their hands to fire a pneumatic syringe.

"Phew, I feel much better."

"Really? Then you must remember this time, because I have repaid your debt."

The three of them returned quickly, and Du Jue was directly carried on the back of the carrier.

The doors and windows of the building were closed, and no children were running around. It was obvious that Luo had given instructions in advance.

Katae carefully wiped and put away all the tattered clothes and weapons, avoiding lying alone on the sofa thinking about life and what to do next.

The sudden shocking information still disrupted his plan, making Du Jue feel like he had lost track of time.

"Look, I knitted a fur gun for your boning knife."

Du Jue smiled as he looked at the light yellow woolen scabbard that just happened to fit his boning knife.

"good."

Sitting down next to Du Jue with his arms and legs spread out, a cyborg looked quite like a bandit.

"Yes, I pulled out the card from your communicator and replaced it."

Du Jue took the new communicator and nodded.

"You're worried about something. Normally, you come home and fall asleep right away, then leave right afterward. You're as heartless as a ticket collector. What's going on with you like this?"

"Speaking of which, Christmas is coming soon, and the kids made you a Christmas tree."

Christmas tree?

This kind of purely decorative item should be quite expensive in the city. Could it be a donation from L Company?

Du Jue looked in the direction indicated by Luo and found a four-layer Christmas tree made of green plastic stools. Each layer was covered with irregular green cloth that covered most of the stool, and there were many red and green balloons on it to decorate it.

At the very top, a yellow five-pointed star was painted on the wall.

This made Du Jue stunned, and he noticed a burgundy bow dangling beside the tree.

"Hey! Kids, didn't I tell you all to stay quietly in your rooms?"

Luo, who had also discovered this, immediately started yelling in dissatisfaction. Olivia, who was hiding behind him, stepped out timidly with a doll in her arms.

"Really? That's the trouble with kids. They're always running around. You're outside every day and you have no idea how much trouble it is for me to deal with so many little brats."

"Thank you."

These two short words left Luo unable to utter anything else. He leaned back happily on the sofa while the other two iron men began to unpack the package.

"Because you've been working outside, you might be very tired and you might not be able to sleep, so I wanted to give this to you."

When Olivia saw Luo turned his head away, she mustered up the courage to step forward and lift up the doll.

As soon as Du Jue touched it, he felt a warmth and a warm fragrance, which even made him feel drowsy and about to fall asleep.

"I heated it up in the microwave and I think it must be exactly like my mother's arms."

"Yeah, it's the same."

It was not until this moment that Du Jue suddenly realized that he seemed to have no recollection of his parents at all.

He felt like he had been to college, but it seemed like he hadn't.

He can't be illiterate.

Could it be that what the man said was true?

However, the biggest loophole was the game he knew. Since he was the only successful person, it couldn't be that the Green Action made the urban scene into a game in another world just for fun.

Is it possible to transfer personalities day and night just to fulfill the dream of playing games?

And since the research of the Emerald Green Trip has reached the point where even the leader needs to be purged, then was he making such a statement out of consideration for the presence of spies?

Perhaps he is the real person, but he has to hide it in order to avoid being eliminated by the leader.

In short, the truth is absolutely not like this!

The thick fog made Du Jue a little dazed, but when he looked around at the people in the room who truly cared about him, the confusion was mostly reduced, and there was no doubt that the reality was within reach.

No matter the shadows of the past or the hardships of the present, he just needs to overcome them!

[Lesti: Stop it, stop it. Do you have time today?]

[Du Jue: What's wrong? Are the gangs targeting you?]

【Lesti: Not really, but are you home today? I have something for you.】

[Du Jue: You'd better not go out today. Didn't you see those rampaging beasts?]

[Lesti: Alas, I have already been released, why do I always encounter such bad luck? If W Company hadn’t sent me the notice, I would have wanted to die now.

It turns out that he is here to show off, so I won't smile knowingly.

[Du Jue: Okay, then be careful when you come over. I'll pick you up when you get off the car.]

dong dong dong.

The knock on the door made everyone nervous. Du Jue stood up immediately and looked through the peephole at the door.

Olga: Wen Duo! Why didn't you answer my call just now? Come quickly!

Olga: There are a lot of monsters in the commercial district. They're the ones under the Second Association's protection. Walter from Section Six is really short on manpower. This is a serious commission from the Association!