I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"The Giant Workshop can allow you to temporarily credit a portion of the money, but if anything happens to you before you pay it off, our workshop has the right to reclaim it first."

"With dimensional gloves?"

"Um, this is a separate product, not an accessory. It's like this in all workshops."

Du Jue naturally agreed to this without hesitation. After all, he was getting the upper hand, and such a powerful weapon was just enough to deal with the subsequent association review.

Seeing that Du Jue put the crusher that had been on display in the workshop for many years into the leather gloves after paying the money, Master Arno felt relieved and went back to the warehouse at the back to drink.

"Do you have any similar weapons here, Arno?"

Feeling the yellow leather gloves tightly wrapped around the skin of his palms, Du Jue suddenly felt a surge of emotion. As a finisher, he could exert powerful combat power even without using smoke.

"No, buddy, one isn't enough for you?! No matter how much money a collector who comes to our giant workshop pays, he can only buy one. More is useless!"

Having said that, Arno still walked to the other side of the exhibition wall with Du Jue, looking puzzled.

Du Jue turned around and saw a spiral spear. If this thing was stabbed into the chest and then pulled out, all the internal organs and ribs would probably be pulled out.

It's a pity that the workshop hamster's blessing is the load-bearing capacity rather than pure strength. Otherwise, he would have equipped more than a dozen heavy spears that would be more useful than any artillery fortress. Just throwing them would probably be enough to blow up a human body.

"Take this again."

An association building.

Generally speaking, major associations in a city will set up a branch in the east, south, west and north according to the city's location, and for the convenience of management, the branch will set up a station building in the nest or back alley.

It is forbidden to enter this prosperous back alley commercial district again. At the entrance, you can see Walter roaring in the Second Association Security Station. It is obvious that he has been unlucky recently.

The white-bottomed association building in Phnom Penh looks majestic and imposing. Its exterior appears to be made up of tightly stacked volcanic rock columns, full of an oppressive sense of order.

"Harold, why are you here? Does that cleaner Wen Duo really have a problem that needs to be suppressed?"

“It’s not possible to make any rash definitions at this point.”

"But I heard that all eight chefs have gathered in Alley 23. Shouldn't you, Section 3, go and cooperate with Section 2? After all, that's the City Star."

"The Section Chief is only bringing people to do some auxiliary work. The main force is not Section 3. That's why I was ordered to come and investigate another matter because I had some free time."

Du Jue looked at the two finishers sitting and chatting in the waiting area on the right. The one who was speaking, Harold, had a conspicuous green algae hair and responded to his colleague's gossip very quietly.

Suddenly she turned her head and looked at Du Ke. Her gaze obviously lingered on the burns on the lower half of Du Ke's face for a moment, then she apologized to her colleague and stood up and walked away.

Everyone around, whether they were the association's closers or the firm's closers, greeted them respectfully, and many fans greeted them excitedly.

This is not because she has an outstanding androgynous appearance, but because Harold is a first-level finisher belonging to an association!

"Excuse me, are you Wen Duo from the Molar Office?"

Even if the other person is smiling and not showing any aggression, Du Jue can still feel the threat of a sharp blade in front of him.

There are also differences among first-level finishers. In an association that often has to go out to track down and eliminate urban stars, most finishers are specialized in combat.

"It's me. How does the association want to censor me?"

"The rest of the work has been almost completed. Both Mr. Run and Ms. Olga have spoken highly of your finishing skills."

"Most of the commissions you've done before were fine."

Du Jue, who had been feeling quite at ease, immediately realized something was wrong upon hearing this. He quickly looked around and felt that with so many association's cleanup personnel in this place, it would be extremely difficult for them to escape.

"But I hope you understand the responsibilities of a closer and don't get too involved with the gang."

Could it be that I have friends in Smiley Face?

"It's perfectly fine for gang members to turn over a new leaf and become cleaners, but you can't be two-faced. Have I made that clear enough?"

Hey!

Could it be that he discovered that he was jumping back and forth between gangs and associations?

"I see."

Harold nodded when he saw Du Jue's cooperation. Her emotions didn't seem to fluctuate at all from beginning to end. Seeing this, Du Jue controlled his hand that wanted to draw the sword.

"Please behave yourself from now on. This is just a warning. If an association discovers you using a gang to create commissions and then resolve them on your own, they will impose appropriate penalties."

"Punishment includes, but is not limited to, demotion, a short-term ban from accepting commissions, removal from the list of closers, and violent suppression."

If you can't do it here, there are plenty of places for me to do it!

Du Jue was thinking whether he could be promoted to a first-level finisher and then demoted to let him do it again. It was impossible for a mere association to control him by promoting him. At worst, they would just take away his World Wings. However, he showed an expression of fear and trepidation on the surface.

"Thanks for the reminder. From now on, gang matters will not interfere with my work as a cleaner."

"It seems I have made the key point clear, so please follow me."

Harold took Du Jue all the way to the closed training room on the fourth floor. It seemed that this was a room specially used by the association's finishing staff.

"Although I have a general understanding of your strength, the Finisher combat capability test still has to go through a process. Please don't hold back. My name is Harold, and I'm a first-level Finisher in the Southern Section 3."

"There are training weapons provided by the standard workshop next to us. Please feel free to use them."

Harold turned around and was holding a short black stick with neatly engraved white lines in her hand. She flipped her palm and it instantly turned into a pitch-black spear.

"Really, you don't need to hold back?"

"During the investigation, I discovered that you seemed to be a member of the Lost Dogs. So, it seems you're not a threat to me."

"But I haven't got any accurate evidence yet. Maybe you and he are twins, but if you restrain yourself in the future, it will be harmless."

"I've already explained the reason. Some of the closers were previously involved in gangs."

So that's all the information he found. Du Jue immediately breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up his clothes. This strange behavior made Harold opposite him a little puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

"I have a lot of weapons in my workshop, so I'll sort them out first to avoid hurting myself."

"You have your weapon hidden in your clothes?"

"That's not the case. I just got a new weapon called the Crusher. I hope no one will get into any accidents during this test."

Before Harold was about to ask further questions, he saw Du Jue's right hand wearing a leather glove suddenly grab forward, and a terrifying long-handled saw with exaggerated size suddenly appeared.

Such a ferocious beast was carried lightly on Du Jue's shoulders, and the huge weapon was held in one hand, which made Harold feel as if his center of gravity was unbalanced just by looking at it.

"This is, the Giant Workshop?!"

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Chapter 84 Qualifications.

"I remember it wasn't for sale?"

Harold, who had been smiling calmly just now, could no longer hold back. There were only about twenty high-end workshops in the south, which seemed like a lot, but any high-level finisher with a longer working experience would basically visit them all.

Although the products of the Giant Workshop are not as versatile as those of other brands, they are sturdy and durable. Harold has naturally seen the Crusher on display in the workshop, but she never expected that someone would actually buy this thing and be able to wield it.

"Maybe it's because I can use it easily. That guy asked me not to cover up the logo of the Giant Workshop."

"You want to use you for advertising? I see. I'm the one who's really ignorant."

Harold took off his knee-length association coat, revealing his well-proportioned body wrapped in a white shirt. She didn't dare to treat this test as a formality.

She was now more worried that if she was not careful when using the crusher, one of them might end up with a broken bone.

This is not a question of strength. No one can withstand being hit head-on by a truck. Harold is not a cyborg who can replace body parts.

"and many more!"

Seeing Du Jue coming towards him with his arms exerting force, Harold quickly reminded him.

"This training room has special protective and shock-absorbing features, so there's nothing to worry about. However, there's a one-way glass window on the right. Inside is the civilian staff responsible for recording the test results. Be very careful not to hit it."

Du Jue turned his head to look at the wall, and sure enough, he found the rectangular mirror that only reflected himself and Harold.

Behind the observation window, in addition to the three clerical staff at the desks, there are also three finishing workers from the Vision Office.

Aloko, who was recording with three red, yellow and green cameras, looked Du Jue up and down, then spoke with a solemn oath.

"See, I told you Du Jue and Wen Duo were twins. How could one person undergo both smoke adaptation and physical enhancement to this degree? The two surgeries are incompatible."

"Indeed, and Du Jue's body can emit smoke. I guess he has a cigarette burner stuck inside him, but such a hollow structure can't hold the Crusher anyway."

"I checked before, and Du Jue is also in charge of an orphanage. It seems that the two of them are quite short of money. I think there will be opportunities for us to cooperate in the future."

In the training room.

Du Jue withdrew his gaze and walked towards Harold step by step. His appearance showed no signs of tactics or speed, which made Harold feel a little annoyed and looked down upon.

"Battle isn't about the size of your weapons."

The black gun in Harold's hand quickly transformed into a black arm blade covering his entire right arm. He came to Du Jue's side in an instant, and remained calm even when he felt the violent wind pressure brought by the crusher.

squeak!

A black mark was immediately left on the hard textured floor of the training room. Harold suddenly changed direction and dodged the jagged teeth of the crusher, and the sharp blade of his arm drew a black shadow with a white edge towards Du Jue's chest.

Her rich combat experience is the basis for her to strike back after being attacked. The inevitable problem with heavy weapons is that it is difficult to change tactics. As long as she seizes this opportunity, she can defeat the enemy with one blow.

Blood pump!

Du Jue turned his head to look at the surprised Harold on his right, then exerted force with both hands so hard that veins in his arms bulged, and the terrifying oversized saw blade instantly reversed and stirred up a strong wind again.

"what?!"

Sorry, my resilience is limitless!

Harold looked at the sharp saw teeth coming towards him and felt a fatal warning breaking through the top of his head. The blade on his right arm quickly covered both arms. He quickly raised his hands and crossed them to block in front of his head.

Boom!

Du Jue, who forcibly reversed the crusher, didn't feel the sluggishness brought by Harold. It was only after the saw blade swept past that he heard the explosion and looked at Harold on the left wall.

Du Jue immediately grabbed the Crusher and looked at the weapon with great joy. He felt that the saw blade on it was completely useless. It was just a demolition hammer!

"Is this still considered a weapon?"

The people in the observation window were speechless. They couldn't imagine what expectations the Giant Workshop had in mind when they created this thing.

Darroch, with cameras all over his head, silently flipped through the replay.

Harold was clearly a first-level finisher in three departments of an association, and even in the Wings of the World, he was a big shot, but he was blown away like a ping-pong ball.

"Are you okay? I just got this thing and it's hard to control it."

"Cough cough cough."

Harold, who was half-squatting on the ground, changed the weapons in his hands back into black short sticks before standing up.

Although she looked a little embarrassed, she only had a little blood coming out of her mouth and nose. Du Jue was a little doubtful whether he had really hit her just now?

"As a fifth-level finisher, you are fully qualified. I will also inform the association's rating personnel about this later. You will not need to take this kind of test in the future."

Considering the large number of people here, Harold swallowed the hot blood rising in his throat. Anyway, he would just go to the medical room for a check-up later, and he couldn't lose face for the association.

Du Jue, who finally managed to deal with the problem, took back the Crusher, said hello and prepared to cause trouble for Wei Ban.

After all, the other party is likely to be in the K nest, which makes it very troublesome to eliminate this person in the back alley. The first thing to solve is how to sneak into the nest.

You should know that the Nest is the core area of the wings of each major world. There are even special entry and exit stations for entering and exiting. It is really difficult to get in without some connections.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Wen Duo. I'm here to test you, but I just want to ask you something."

"what?"

"Do you know the Leaden Movement?"

Du Jue's cardiac arrest almost exposed his flaws, but he just showed a puzzled expression on the surface.

"Well, Section 3 of the First Association is trying to track down the Lead Gray Movement, so I need to do some preliminary research. If you have any useful information, the Association will reward you."

"Isn't that the new urban star that appeared in District 23? Aren't you going there to investigate?"

Harold spread his hands.

"That place is bustling with activity, making it difficult to investigate. So I'd rather look for those who came from Lane 23 to find out more."

"After all, it's impossible for a city star to rise without leaving any traces. Perhaps someone has seen a similar person before. I also plan to hire an agency to collect further clues."

"That makes sense. Maybe you could ask Xiaomian. I remember they often collaborate with the chef from Lane 23."

"Thank you. I'll make a note of that."

"I wanted to ask the gangs at first, but there are so many gangs that originated from Alley 23. If I had a preconceived notion, I'd probably think any gang I looked at was related to the Leaden Movement."