I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Du Jue stared dumbfounded at a woman with a nose ring who had just come out and was excitedly taking a selfie; the outline of her veins was faintly visible through the purple light emanating from them.

"Won't this cause blood clots?!"

His words, "Don't go to the largest beauty hospital here," drew strange glances from the two Green Blood gang members beside him.

One of the men with a buzz cut said dismissively, "How could it be more dangerous than those cyborgs who have steel shoved into their bodies? It's about the same as getting a manicure or beauty treatment. You don't look like one of those country bumpkins at all."

He gave his prescription number and immediately retrieved a huge briefcase from the pharmacy. As soon as he came out, he saw the woman with the nose ring who had fallen at the door.

The two Green Blood gang members continued chatting, completely ignoring the nose-ringed woman convulsing on the ground.

"What's wrong with her?"

Avoid rushing forward; you'll find large areas of the woman's skin are red and swollen.

The man with the crew cut replied, "He's probably allergic. Even though this fluorescent pigment is the work of the Ring Finger Master, some people are still allergic to it. This guy must have skipped it to save money."

"Generally speaking, such people will have occasional seizures, but they are unlikely to die."

Du Jue couldn't understand how someone would dare skip the examination process for surgery that involves touching and manipulating their own body; it was simply suicidal.

“You’re obviously from out of town. Don’t worry about these guys who’ll do anything to become beautiful. If all else fails, they can work in a fluorescent dye factory. That place is so polluted that they don’t discriminate against anyone.”

"This is a perk unique to our gang."

Unable to bear it any longer, Du Jue simply paid out of his own pocket to get the guy into the emergency room. Looking at the woman with the purple nose ring on the trolley, he felt it was absurd. Turning around and going outside, he saw Tuo Mohe covered in red light.

"Hey you on the motorcycle, come pick up a passenger."

After Tuo Mohe drove him out of the Fluorescent Gang's territory, Du Jue immediately went to the alley, took out the connoisseur's invitation from his briefcase, pondered for a moment, imprinted death energy on it, and then walked back to hand it to the hospital pharmacy front desk.

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Chapter 173 The Scarlet Cross.

Lane 11.

Even those carrying suitcases can see familiar chain fried chicken restaurants.

Walk straight along an alley, and you'll soon enter a lush woodland. Looking up, you'll see stone houses covered in green moss; this is the contact point that Sanchao mentioned.

A condiment and cooked food shop.

Pushing open the dilapidated iron gate, I cautiously examined the expired goods on the shelves. Fried chicken, chops, and meatballs wrapped in plastic bags were all labeled as starch products, and there were various seasonings next to them.

They found the so-called encrypted communicator on a dusty shelf at the back of the store.

"Hey, why make a simple recommendation letter so complicated, making me go through all this trouble?"

When the unique number on the encrypted communicator responded, Du Jue couldn't help but question it, suspecting that the other party was up to no good.

"Hello, respected Mr. Wenduo, you may call me Donglang. I belong to the Grain Resource Improvement Department of K Company. This is my way of showing my sincerity in cooperating with you."

Du Jue's brows furrowed immediately, and he pressed on in an unfriendly tone, "What do you mean? Didn't Sanchao say they had already settled our accounts? Are you trying to renege on your debt?!"

Dong Lang chuckled softly, "Of course, I've already written a letter of recommendation that you'll be absolutely satisfied with based on your outstanding performance in completing the task. Even L Company, as the world's leading corporation, has no reason to refuse a perfect employee."

“I even know the head of the K-02 branch of Lobotomy Corporation, which could probably shorten your onboarding process.”

The more the other party said that, the colder Du Jue's face became. He interrupted sharply, "Stop beating around the bush and just say what you're up to. It's definitely something that can't be brought to light!"

The voice coming from the encrypted communicator suddenly became low and somber.

"Wen Duo, do you know how K Company's regenerated ampoule concentrate is produced? It's not chemically synthesized, nor is it extracted or refined; it's made from painful tears. Just provide it with those unbearable film and television materials, and this inhuman thing will understand and shed tears."

“It’s incredible, Wenduo. I used to naively believe that healing could make up for the pain of injury, and that no matter how heavy the past was, it could be let go.”

"shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Du Jue was so shocked that he dropped the encrypted communicator. He never expected that this guy would actually talk to him about singularity technology.

If this gets out, Du Jue doesn't know whether Dong Lang will live or die, but he will definitely be targeted by the K Nest Forbidden Hunters, and joining L Company will be full of uncertainty.

"Don't worry, this is also part of my sincerity in cooperating. Please continue listening to me, City Star."

Dong Lang continued to speak slowly and deliberately, seemingly unconcerned whether Du Jue could hear him.

Du Jue hesitated for only a moment before grabbing the communicator again, immediately heading to the entrance of the deli and looking around. He keenly spotted the drone hovering far to the north.

"What exactly do you want?! Do you think I can't find you?!"

Despite his roar, Du Jue did not immediately leave the abandoned town. He had a vague sense of foreboding; Dong Lang would never have led him here just to whisper something.

"In fact, I have an agreement with the Nails and Hammers of N Company. Their ability to arbitrarily judge cybernetic modifiers in K Nest is also my tacit approval, because this way we can collect the resources needed to produce tears, even if these healing tears require inflicting pain first."

"When the one in charge, Kromer, entered Kafka, I wanted to acquire more supplies to demonstrate my abilities."

Dong Lang paused for a moment before continuing, "It proves that I can step out of the shadows of the past and stride forward with the same wholehearted determination as you."

Without Dong Lang needing to explain further, Du Jue immediately understood the other party's intention simply from hearing his name—to have him perform as part of the Lead Gray Symphony as provisions.

"I reject!"

Even though his heart was churning, Du Jue smiled coldly: "You think you can threaten me with this?! At worst, I'll hide in the suburbs for a few years, but I'll definitely kill you before I leave!"

Enraged, Du Jue punched through the wall. He had no intention of backing down. It was truly a case of anyone daring to provoke him!

"I believe you have the ability and the determination. After all, in my observation, I have never seen anyone more stubborn than you. Neither the gang nor the association can make you back down in the slightest."

Dong Lang's words suddenly changed, tinged with a hint of melancholy: "Back when my partners and I were researching technology, we were also so idealistic, until the glass window technology caught the attention of World Wings."

"The city is shrouded in twenty-six wings, and no one can escape its control, not even the City Star."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Interrupting Dong Lang again, Du Jue quickly began to think about how to solve this problem, but in the blink of an eye, he saw figures approaching from the woods in the distance.

Du Jue retreated back into the delicatessen with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Who are those people? Did you call K Company's security forces?"

Boom!

The sound of stone houses collapsing could be heard.

"Don't worry, I want to establish a long-term partnership with you, so I only notified one association. In the basement of the deli, I equipped you with a replica combat suit with a regenerative ampoule loop. I hope you won't find it offensive."

Dong Lang, with an ambiguous tone, comforted me: "When Worldwing found me, they wanted me to betray the others and offer up the glass window technology. My first thought was naturally to refuse such a dirty choice."

“But, leaden symphony,” Dong Lang said with a faint sarcasm that seemed to refer to both Du Jue and himself, “they have control over my past, present, and future. Even so, can you still remain steadfast in your choices?”

Upon entering the basement, Du Jue immediately saw the lead-gray combat uniform hanging on the coat rack, which was identical to his own.

Only now did Du Jue realize that this secret commission was not what it seemed!

"Even the strongest person can be defeated by the city, because your will comes from the past, and when your past is severed, you are nothing more than a lost kite with a broken string."

Dong Lang's voice grew increasingly weak, while the noisy footsteps outside became clearer.

Hey!

Suppressing his anger, Du Jue calmed down and kicked away the lead-gray combat suit. This thing was provided by Dong Lang, and who knows what tracking devices and hidden weapons it might contain.

In this completely unexpected situation, Du Bu looked at the briefcase he was holding, and didn't even know if Coco had received any information about it before ordering this dress.

"Donglang, right?"

"Yes, please prepare for the performance as soon as possible. If any problems arise, I will do my best to cover for you."

"Let me tell you, only mediocre people need kite strings! Now I'll show you how to soar through the city!"

Du Jue, who was quickly getting dressed, had his face twitching from trying to contain his excitement.

Dong Lang then had some doubts: "Soaring? You only need to perform in this venue, do you want to go somewhere else?"

"You will see me before sunset."

"Um?!"

Before Dong Lang could say anything more, Du Jue stomped on the encrypted communicator without hesitation and looked up.

A condiment and cooked food shop.

A finisher carrying a huge cross sword stood at the doorway. The heavy, crimson cross sword resembled a giant tombstone stuck in a grave. Even though he was holding it at an angle with both hands, it was clear that the thing was at least three meters long.

Upon noticing the unusual behavior of the person finishing up the coloring, Zhu Hongshi, a member of the association searching behind immediately stopped what they were doing and approached.

"Red Cross, have you spotted the target?"

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Chapter 174 The Conductor.

Avoid staring intently at the basement stairs; a deep, powerful, smoky voice pierces through the ceiling.

"Although the Lead Grey Symphony has only been active a handful of times and its whereabouts are extremely mysterious, it has been designated as a city star based solely on the casualties caused by the Wailing Incident. I don't really want to find the target anymore."

"With your help as the color finisher, along with the elite of Section One and some of Section Two, the number of casualties should be kept within an acceptable range."

Are you just chatting?

No! The person in charge of closing down an association could never be so low in character!

Du Jue noticed the rustling sounds of footsteps coming from all directions with just a little effort. He immediately realized that the other party had discovered him and was surrounding the delicatessen, and that their words were merely a distraction.

Judging from their words, Dong Lang did not reveal any information about himself, which may be related to the long-term cooperation he mentioned.

Unfortunately, Du Jue never accepts blackmail!

Explaining this foolish approach to an association was not an option for him, since the elimination of the "lead gray melody" was indeed the reason why those people died because of him.

"It's better to be careful, otherwise I'll be counted in the casualty figures too. Actually, I really wanted you to call that Wen Duo. I heard he's also using a Giant Craftsmanship, two of them. He's a real prodigy."

"Yes, but it seems Wen Duo is doing some side work. You know he's a lone wolf finisher."

Listen to the words above and refrain from stepping onto the stairs.

If there's one thing I've learned from this quagmire of a city, it's accepting the consequences of all my choices without regret!

At the entrance of a delicatessen.

The guards, on high alert, spread out, while the scarlet cross stared intently at the basement stairs.

"Red Cross, do you think this City Star is male or female?"

The person being questioned did not answer, and even the questioner stopped paying attention to the question, because a few lead-gray feathers appeared at the top of the stairs, followed by a blurry, gray figure.

Everyone immediately realized that this was a cognitive modification technique, and even if they tried their best to observe, they could only leave an impression of a gray deathbird in their minds.

Congratulations on joining the Ring Index!

[Gained the talent for part-time work: Conductor]

[Effect 1: You can regulate your emotions to a certain extent and even create a symphony from an emotion]

[Effect 2: Symphony orchestra listeners will be inspired to share the same emotions, thereby creating a secondary symphony with a physical form, which will assist the listeners in playing together.]

[Effect 3: The power of secondary symphonies depends on the emotional level and psychological cognition of the corresponding audience]

Du Jue, who had just stopped walking, immediately understood what had happened—Lead Gray Melody had probably become a special connoisseur for Cocoqi, which was within his expectations.

Boom!

The massive, marble-column-like cross-shaped sword smashed a huge crater into the ground. The crimson cross stepped forward first and tentatively asked, "Section Chief Juyu, you should ask the person in question whether it's a man or a woman."

Standing behind was Ju Yu, who was tall and slender, half a head taller than Zhu Hongshi. The right sleeve of the White Association uniform was neatly cut off, and she was carrying a black metal object that was three times the size of the other association's finishers.

Those were workshop weapons unique to the association, capable of transforming into swords, spears, and gauntlets to adapt to combat.

"Hmph, there's no need for that!"

Juyu coldly gripped the transformed barbed spear, her words filled with disgust and disdain, "Whoever he is is irrelevant now!"

coax!

The cross-shaped sword suddenly spewed out a large number of dazzling flames, causing Zhou Kui to dim abruptly. However, the Crimson Cross did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, it made way for Ju Yu, and a piercing spear as fast as lightning swept past her in an instant.

Kikuyu, holding a gun, had a resolute expression on her face.

They had already discussed their battle plan on the way here, which was to fight quickly and decisively, even if it meant heavy casualties, so as not to give the lead gray movement a chance to play.

"At this moment today, the City Star will surely fall!"

clang!

Du Jujue kept grazing the black barbs with his thin, lead-gray baton, sending sparks flying, and with extreme agility, he rolled to the side to dodge the attack as Jujuyu pushed forward.