I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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This is the tacit understanding between partners, just as you have never questioned my execution of the Seed of Light.

I think our agreement allows for some little secrets, whether they're yours or mine.

"That's right!"

Du Jue had to pull himself together and looked towards the training department only to find that the test itself had completely vanished, leaving only shocking traces of the battle.

"I'm going to the intelligence department now. If we can resolve the issue sooner, there won't be any unexpected problems."

It's not that he necessarily has to work non-stop; he's just worried that the other half of him will cause even bigger trouble at headquarters.

Moreover, Minister Gabriel's preemptive action was more or less due to Angela's prior targeting of him.

Did you know? Even with these two types of treatment munitions, the vast majority of employees still can't tolerate the high-intensity work. Sometimes I wonder if you're an artificial intelligence like me.

"But I can sleep."

[Sleeping... I also want to experience what sleeping feels like, so please be careful.]

Intelligence Department.

The moment Du Jue stepped inside, he felt the cold coming from all directions. Upon seeing the dark, damp, and enormous cave, he immediately realized that the intelligence department had probably been distorted by the minister.

The cave was completely occupied by steel scaffolding, with crisscrossing cold iron bars filling the emptiness of the cave and stringing a human mannequin in the very center of the cave.

The metal model looked dilapidated, with rust on it resembling festering skin, as if it had been scratched by countless hands.

"I am the Minister of Intelligence, and I am proud of our right to collect and erase intelligence."

A deep voice came from inside the metal helmet, making Du Jue's heart tighten.

"Do you see? My body is rotting and festering..."

Dujue's vision suddenly blurred as if it were pixelated, making it difficult to distinguish front from back, left from right, and so on. He could only step on the floor to determine the direction of the ground.

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Chapter 206 Rationality.

Du Jue immediately pulled out the eye gauze from the dimensional leather gloves when he noticed the blurry vision, only to find that even the vision provided by this work prop was blurry.

Angela's voice came through the pager: "After several changes, I've improved the efficiency of the suppressors in each department. Perhaps we can discuss equipping you with a miniature suppressor later."

Upon hearing this, Du Jue immediately frowned and asked in confusion, "So, you mean?"

"In other words, compared to the special suppression of Minister Ilya in the Control Department, the work ahead should be much easier."

"However, we must handle the core suppression of ministers with caution. There are many records in the database that have not been processed in a timely and proper manner, which could cause their abnormal state to continue for several days, or even eventually get out of control and have to be restarted."

That's reliable!

Having been used to traveling alone, Du Jue hadn't really thought that he could ask Angela, the head housekeeper at headquarters, for help with the matter of the threat to his half-body. After all, Company L was very good at the technology of mental visualization, so it was a perfect match for him.

"What I actually saw... no one cared."

Gabriel's metallic, grating sound drew Du Jue's attention back.

Unable to see anything clearly, Du Jue took a few steps and bumped into a steel frame. Reaching out to touch it, he realized that the place was practically a three-dimensional maze made of steel pillars. He quickly shouted to calm the other person down: "Minister Gabriel, calm down!"

Instead of relying on past muscle memory to grab the crusher, he raised his hand and savagely cleaved, immediately severing the sturdy iron frame. The expanding, crystalline ice pillars further squeezed and deformed the remaining iron pillars, causing them to break.

"Let me handle this for a moment! It'll be over soon!"

Following the other person's previous voice, Du Jue fearlessly stepped forward, but inevitably stumbled and fell. However, he immediately rolled up and got up without a care.

"Stop it, you don't need to go any further."

Gabriel's voice was no longer as cold as before; instead, it revealed a stark contrast of sadness, as if the overlapping metal maze was not his defense line, but rather the tomb he had built for himself.

Tear!

The intersecting iron wires completely blocked the path between the two, and no matter how anxiously Du Jue searched, he couldn't find a single way out.

Boom!

The frozen serrations tore through the barbed wire blocking the way once more, causing the metal mannequin, immersed in sorrow, to slowly come to life.

Inside the model, Gabriel's words gradually turned into uncontrollable rage, "This is completely meaningless! Whether it's the intelligence department or headquarters, everything they've done is just torturing everyone! It's all the supervisor's fault!"

"Even if you are not spared, you will be just another prisoner!"

Gabriel became utterly enraged, completely losing his composure as a minister. "The intelligence I submitted was to protect you! But what I carefully compiled and analyzed is worthless in front of the supervisor."

The man, groping his way forward with scratches all over his face and neck from the barbed wire, immediately focused intently on pinpointing the other's exact location upon hearing this. Grabbing onto the steel bars as he climbed, he shouted back, "Isn't this exactly what the intelligence department does?!"

Du Jue, who was climbing with all his might, felt the coldness of the steel bars seeping into his bones even through his gloves. Even though he was less than 100 meters away from Gabriel, he felt that their hearts were separated by two shores.

"Minister! Didn't you do something similar when I first transferred to the intelligence department?! The supervisor was only protecting you by destroying the intelligence!"

Although Du Jue couldn't see the surrounding scene, he felt that Gabriel was a child with his head covered by a blanket in the dark. All his anger and coldness stemmed from the shadow under the bed that the other person couldn't tell anyone.

"As the head of the intelligence department, I hate destroying intelligence! Even though Zhou Jiu, Taiyou, Qingminai, Beckett... they all call me Viper, I will never forget the names of these dead, but death is necessary here!"

"And this was all a tomb deliberately designed by the supervisor! I had no choice but to suppress all my emotions and work with artificial intelligence!"

hum!

Suddenly, Du Jue felt the blurry world turn crimson, and the metal he was gripping rapidly heated up, almost causing him to drop it. He hurriedly said, "Minister, I understand you! But once a choice is made, there's no going back!"

"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to keep moving forward!"

Du Jue, who had finally spotted a blurry figure, immediately realized that he had climbed to Gabriel's side. He then kicked off the complex metal frame on all sides, grabbed the crusher with both hands, and swung it around violently.

boom!

The metal mannequin was immediately knocked off its stand, sending steel fragments and ice shards flying everywhere.

Du Jue groaned as he fell to the ground, clutching his chest and activating his blood circulation pump as he gritted his teeth and stood up. He found that the blurriness in his vision had lessened considerably, but he still couldn't make out the other person's location.

Don't we even have the right to despair?

Gabriel roared angrily, "How does it feel to not be able to see anything? Can you accept watching yourself rot away bit by bit?!"

Du Jue suddenly felt that the hand he was holding was slippery. He carefully rubbed his fingertips and found that the skin on his hand was curled and peeling off. He reached out and touched his cheek and was shocked to find that the skin was wrinkling and rotting rapidly.

An intense itch spread from the broken skin all over his body, making Du Jue unable to resist scratching.

He suppressed the urge to scratch and climbed the scorching Iron Mountain again, answering without hesitation: "Like a snake shedding its skin to seek rebirth! Doing nothing is not abandoning the city, but being abandoned by the city!"

The metal mannequin hung limply on the steel bars, and Gabriel's increasingly furious roars exacerbated the decay within the intelligence department.

As soon as I stepped out, I felt a chill in my feet, and even my boots turned into a puddle of mud.

“You don’t understand at all. I watched Carmen die because of the experiment, and then Ilya, who conducted the experiment without permission, begged Ein to kill her from her sickbed, while I couldn’t lend a hand because of the so-called plan.”

"I hate myself for becoming increasingly indifferent to death."

As Du Jue struggled forward, he immediately noticed Gabriel just three meters in front of him. His skin instantly cracked open, revealing patches of red scales. He grabbed the Thorn Spear and roared, "Then this is all Ain's fault!"

Gabriel grabbed the steel bar at hand and pulled it out, flames erupting from his body that seemed to repel everything. "I can no longer find a guiding principle, because no one can be rational forever! Only a brief moment of lucidity before collapse!"

"Of course!"

Refrain from preemptively striking down the weapon that crushes your opponent, and force your way forward despite the flames of resistance that burn your body and soul. "Here lies an unquestionable, absolute truth! No one can refute it!"

These words startled Gabriel, and even the Ring of Resistance suddenly dimmed.

good chance!

Releasing the crusher, Du Jue swung his thorn spear with all his might, sweeping it across the mannequin's metal shell with an unstoppable force, revealing the astonished Gabriel inside.

"Truth is no truth! There are no eternal and unchanging standards; everything is nothing but shackles that are bound to collapse!"

Boom! !

The spiraling spear forcefully shattered everything, and the thorns that scrutinized all things spread out like a spider web with the goal of eradication. The shadows of the past were transformed into unimaginable gravity, making it necessary for anyone within them to make a firm decision before even raising their hand.

The entire metal mannequin, along with the surrounding steel maze, was completely pulverized.

Snapped.

Du Jue heard a crisp sound, the blurry filter in front of his eyes quickly disappeared, and then the intelligence department returned to normal. Turning his head, he saw Gabriel with a calm expression.

The sinful thorns on the ground flowed back onto the spear like blood, slowly overlapping and weaving into dark red patterns along the spiral lines.

Du Jue observed the brightly colored thorns, and when he slightly raised his palm, he found that his palm was riddled with holes from a large number of sharp thorns of varying lengths, but he felt no pain.

Weakly supporting himself with his spear, he looked around and tentatively asked, "Minister Gabriel?"

Gabriel, standing with his arms crossed next to the office, stared at the monitor screen on the lobby wall, expressionless. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Thank you. Of all the employees I've ever met, you are indeed the most special one."

“I think, as you said, following established rules is not always a rational or wise thing to do. Given the ever-changing world, we do need to be flexible.”

"Uh."

To avoid the awkward and angry demeanor he had when he first met Gabriel, he hesitated for a long time before managing to force a smile and reply, "Of course, Minister!"

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Chapter 207 Carly.

"Supervisor, the intelligence department is back to normal."

After Gabriel finished his report, he looked at Du Jue and said, "But the departmental anomaly is still escaping. Please do your best to contain it."

Du Jue wanted to leave to ask Angela about the suppressor, as he didn't want his other half to keep bothering him.

Once the Lobotomy Corporation issue is resolved, we must make a trip to the suburbs to try and find a solution.

Gabriel frowned when he noticed that Du Jue was about to leave and asked, "Even after all this, is the supervisor still assigning you tasks? This is unreasonable no matter what. People are not machines."

Please come to the meeting room; ignore this minister.

Although Angela said that, Du Jue still turned around and nodded to Gabriel, "It's okay, Minister, I just got the perk of a temporary rest. I really need to take a nap."

"Yes, that's only natural. Go and get some rest."

Gabriel then reluctantly agreed to let Du leave.

meeting room.

"Miss Angela."

The moment he opened the door, he saw a familiar, aloof figure. Du Jue was used to it, so he pulled out a chair and sat down.

He immediately noticed a single-color red bracelet on his desk. He picked it up and touched it, finding it had a matte finish, but he couldn't tell what material it was made of.

Could this little gadget be a suppressor? Is it really effective for the half-body?

However, the intelligence department's previous suppression efforts went smoothly without any unexpected incidents.

"Do you like red? I think it's a very contradictory color for humans."

Angela's light blue long hair was tied into a cute side ponytail on the left with a red hair tie, adding a touch of softness to her cool temperament.

"It's alright, what's the contradiction?"

Du Jue put on the bracelet and didn't feel anything unusual, so he couldn't help but ask Angela, "Is this the suppressor?"

Da da.

Angela's red high heels made a sound on the ground before she turned to face Du Jue. "Of course, you can see the problem if you think about it carefully, but you treat it as common sense."

Du Jue really didn't understand what the suppressor had to do with color, but he was still quite patient in front of his boss. "Then I'd like to hear your opinion, Miss Angela."

Angela, with her eyes closed as always, gave a faint smile. "Red can enhance emotions and physiological responses. For example, giving red roses on Valentine's Day makes people feel happy and excited, and athletes wearing red team uniforms can inspire excitement in the audience."

"Red symbolizes blood and is also used for warnings, such as the red light in traffic lights and various danger signs. I think this comes from the primitive hunting activities of humankind. The blood of one's own kind is frightening and frightening, while the blood of the prey is exciting and joyful."

Du Jue felt a little strange looking at the very talkative Angela. Even if the other party was an AI that could work on multiple threads, it shouldn't be chatting with him about random things now.

"I must say, Miss Angela's perspective is quite unique."

When in doubt, it's always a good idea to flatter someone first.

Angela nodded slightly and continued, "However, humans have a long history of using slaves for blood sacrifices. I think that for humans, the color red itself is irrelevant; what matters is whether its appearance has any value to them."

"A fragile and ridiculous relationship is one where one can feel at ease hurting others' feelings for them simply because one's feelings for one person outweigh those for others. Such a relationship is far less genuine and fair than one of exploitation."

It wasn't until this moment that Du Jue came to his senses. Was Angela complaining about Ein? After all, he had casually mentioned him when he was suppressing the intelligence department.

"At least when we share a completely common hunting goal, there is absolutely no possibility of betrayal between us."

Angela composed herself with a smile. "What do you think? Absolutely not."