I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Tuo Mohe's expression changed drastically as soon as he looked up after stopping the car. Before he could turn around and drive away, Du Jue squeezed him out.

"I have an urgent matter to attend to, I need to borrow it for a moment."

Sitting on the ground, Tuo Mohe stared blankly at the motorcycle exhaust and the bundle of banknotes that Du Jue had left behind.

[Ootomaru: In short, it was just a bunch of crazy people from the outskirts of town. They've been wiped out long ago, so there's nothing to care about.]

[Avoid saying: "Be careful, I'll be right there."]

[Ootomaru: Holy crap! Who is this guy?]

The processing plant building.

Without making a quick climb over the reinforced gate, I looked up and saw the expanded building, immediately noticing that the window of the top-floor office was broken.

Where is the City Girl?

Gan Jian grabbed Wei Ban by the neck and lifted him into the air, but Wei Ban just kept begging and struggling.

"I'm just an employee, I don't even know who the boss is. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea while I call the boss over?"

"Uh-huh!"

Without saying a word, Gan Jian tightened her grip on her neck, causing Wei Ban's eyes to roll back. She immediately screamed desperately, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"where?"

"Actually, it's in a safe house with one-way communication. How about I take you there? It's a bit far, and only the BOSS and I know about it."

"lead the way."

Having survived, Wei Ban hurriedly led Gan Jian downstairs, explaining with a smile, "That safe house is monitored from the outside. We have to go there in a company vehicle, otherwise, if any strangers approach, City Girl will move away."

Gan Jian shook his head and reached out to grab Wei Ban's arm. "Don't worry about it, just lead the way."

Bang!

Seeing that she couldn't leave any trace of being tracked, Ogiban pulled out a miniature pistol hidden inside her clothes with a fierce expression. It contained only one specially made bullet, to prevent her from encountering another madman like Dujue.

The explosive bullet blasted a large hole in the wall in an instant, but Obito was horrified to find that the other person's figure had suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of clothing behind.

The dark gray iron mace swept towards Ogiban's head, making Ogiban regret not buying higher-grade bullets. At the same time, he cried out in fear, "Master, save me!"

clang!

The crusher suddenly shattered the iron mace in Gan Jian's hand, and Du Jue, who had just caught up, breathed a sigh of relief.

Tail Spot is not only useful to his company, but also needs to help him find the last survivors of the Green Journey, at least not now.

Perhaps Gan Jian, like Du Jue, was a surviving test subject from the Blind Society. The reason he sought out Urban Girl was probably because she looked familiar, since Urban Girl was modeled after Du Jue.

Seeing that Gan Jian was about to disappear again, Du Jue immediately gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sister! I came from the Blind Society!"

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Chapter 164 The Tuner.

"mine?"

Upon hearing about the Blind Society, Gan Jian did not hide away on her own. Instead, she carefully examined Du Jue and then slowly shook her head. "You have too many lines, and mine is a good child who won't hurt me."

Wei Ban, who had struggled to climb out of the corner, was dumbfounded. She had no idea what Du Jue was up to this time, so she quickly slipped away. She really didn't want to know anything about Du Jue anymore.

Du Jue frowned, suddenly realizing that this person was blind and that her perspective was not the normal world, but rather composed of lines and color blocks. She immediately and anxiously tore off the bandages and clothes on her body.

"Really! The urban girl image is based on me. I'm just grown up. Why don't we calm down and sort out our relationship?"

Despite forcing a smile, Du Jue was still wary of Gan Jian's strange ability, which the clone might have inherited from the stargazing girl.

But why didn't he?!

Gan Jian, having pulled out the Mitsubishi spike, paused abruptly after his bandaged face was no longer visible. With a mixture of excitement and confusion, he said, "You need to take your pants off too, you're blocking my view."

Du Du was overjoyed to find that the family reunion was really effective. He didn't even have time to consider the issue of shame, so he kicked off his jeans and even raised his hand to let Gan Jian see him from different angles.

"It does look a lot like mine, but don't you have some extra lines down there? Did you have that sex reassignment surgery?"

Du Jue hurriedly explained, "Sister, I just never expected that there were other experimental subjects from the Blind Society who survived. I've always been a good kid! Why don't you stab me back in the chest, I don't mind at all!"

"As for whether there are more or fewer lines, that's not a problem at all. At worst, we can do a DNA test. Let's not let the flood wash away the Dragon King's temple, and let's not forget that we're all family!"

Gan Jian remained silent for half a minute, standing quietly beside Du Jue, motionless as if she were dead. Du Jue grew anxious and quickly reminded her, "Sister?"

"So, you mean Wen Duo is a city girl? And you're not allowed to call me 'sister'?"

Gan Jian took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. When she raised her hand, Du Jue was so frightened that she was about to grab the person who had run over her, but she found that Gan Jian was just silently biting her fingernails and looking down without looking at her.

The silence in the room made Du Jue raise an eyebrow. He could only wait patiently. After a long while, he saw Gan Jian look up and whisper a sentence.

Approaching without hesitation, she said, "What? I didn't hear you clearly."

"Wen Duo, let's go see the Impression Museum."

"What kind of place is that?!"

I felt a bit resistant to it; it's best to avoid these strange things in the city.

Gan Jian's manner of speaking became somewhat awkward, and his weak voice made it very difficult for Du Jue to understand him. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with this guy again.

“That’s a place I’ve had my eye on for a long time. It’s a high-end exhibition hall that Master Wim poured his life’s work into creating, and it can recreate the shared memories of visitors.”

Gan Jian spoke with some excitement, then suddenly instructed Du Jue: "Before this, you are not allowed to call me."

Hey!

Wim is quite talented!

"Um, Gan Jian, you might not know this, but Wim is dead."

"That doesn't matter. That's an art palace belonging to the Ring Finger. You can book an experience by paying. Let's go."

Du Du struggled to come up with a solution, after all, he had already taken down two Ring Fingers masters, and going in was still quite risky.

Impression Museum.

[Coco: It's nothing, but do you, a boor, even know how to appreciate beauty? Consider this my small contribution to art.]

He handed over the VIP card, and Du Jue smoothly obtained the fast lane to cut in line, which made Gan Jian next to him look at him with some disdain. In the past, no matter how much money she spent, she could only obediently wait in line. After all, this was a property of the Ring Fist Organization, and the judge status of Vacuum Fist was still not enough to qualify for cutting in line.

The room was filled with moisture and visibility was extremely low. Even Du Jue, whose eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people, could only see Gan Jian within five meters. The two of them were soaked in a short time, and they could feel the damp and heavy moisture with their breath.

To avoid feeling even slightly suffocated, like being in a swimming pool, one might awkwardly ask, "What should I do next? Call customer service?"

Suddenly, a splash of color flowed into the otherwise white room, quickly transforming the area around the two people into a kaleidoscope of colors.

Snapped.

A pale hand gripped Du Jue's wrist, startling him so much that he quickly grabbed it back.

The colors gradually arrange themselves in an orderly fashion, outlining a scene that is both illusory and close at hand, giving one the illusion of entering an enhanced 3D game.

"follow me."

hum!

The bizarre perspective of only lines and color blocks returned, and Du Jue was surprised to find that the surrounding scenery had become more concrete. The art style was almost like an anime. He never expected that Gan Jian's strange ability would have such an effect.

It was a spacious room with a skylight, the walls covered with soft sponge, and the stargazing girl was stroking her youthful self while telling a fairy tale.

A girl found a glowing meteorite in the reeds, and inside its cracked shell curled up an injured celestial spirit. She used daisy juice to glue its broken wings, and the celestial spirit crawled into her palm, turning into an emerald. It told the girl it could grant any wish, but that adults must not discover it.

"The fishing village was revitalized by the gemstone. When the paralyzed grandfather cast his nets again, the gemstone cracked for the first time; when clear springs gushed forth from the rice paddies during the dry season, the cracks had covered half of the gemstone's surface. The girl wrapped the gemstone in velvet until she saw her seriously ill sister in the peddler's basket."

"The moment the peddler greedily looked at the gem, the sister's cough stopped. But the girl heard the sound of the earth withering away, and everyone withered away with it. The sky caved in and collapsed, and the stars disappeared."

"Finally, the girl curled up and fell asleep, clutching the gem fragments, and fell down the hole in the ground, becoming a star underground, waiting to fall at any moment."

What is this? Can a child understand this?

Du Jue turned his head and realized that Gan Jian was slightly open-mouthed and lost in thought, his face showing an unprecedented sense of nostalgia and longing, and he had even pinched his wrist until it was red.

"Okay, take my..."

Gan Jian stared intently at the child in her arms, thinking hard, before tentatively speaking, "Let's invite number 13 over to play. There are too many for me to handle."

The child simply ran out quickly, pushed the clone that tried to climb in out, and then happily returned.

"Do the guys from the Blind Society not know how to raise children? One person is bullying a group and no one is doing anything about it."

Du Jue thought the scene was absurd, but when he turned around, he found Gan Jian nodding thoughtfully.

Bang!

The steel gate was blasted open, and a leisurely figure in a black coat strolled into the spacious nursery. The hexagonal gold patterns shimmering on his clothes gave him a mysterious air.

"Seriously, the suburbs are still the same as always. You can run into these ridiculous organizations even on the way to the scheduled cleanup."

The newcomer casually glanced at the stunned children, then snapped his fingers, freezing everyone in place. In their place came screams that suddenly rang out from the direction the tuner had come from.

"Yes, it's the tuner!"

"Stop her quickly! She's our star-gazing prophet!"

Du Jue was unexpectedly engrossed in watching and suddenly became curious about how the clone had survived. After all, the Tuners were one of the most feared and mysterious leaders in the city, capable of dealing with any forces that violated the city's taboos, even if the target was the Wings of the World.

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Chapter 165 Mother.

The indistinct-faced tuner leisurely entered the stargazing girl's room. Du Jue immediately became engrossed in the music, while Gan Jian beside him had sweaty palms and flushed cheeks. This anthropomorphic behavior aroused Du Jue's suspicion.

Upon seeing the tuner, the stargazing girl simply froze on the bed, completely at a loss, showing none of the fierce momentum she had anticipated in striking the enemy.

"What's your name? They say you can see the stars, right?"

"I, I," the stargazing girl stammered, completely losing the composure she had when telling the story. She even fearfully pulled back the covers to cover herself completely, causing the tuner and Du Jue to frown.

After noticing Gan Jian awkwardly turn her head away, Du Jue belatedly realized that she was not his sister, but his mother in a cloned sense. For a moment, he didn't know what to say and could only continue to watch the memories with curiosity.

The tuner approached the bed with interest, only to find it empty when he lifted the covers. He looked around in surprise, but shook his head in the end, finding nothing: "Oh well, it's the suburbs anyway, one more won't make a difference."

Once the tuner returned to the nursery, she smirked. She carefully observed the stargazing girl who had suddenly appeared and then hurriedly disappeared with the clones, and asked teasingly, "Hmph, do you care about these people? They're just clones; you can have plenty if you want."

The tuner raised her hand and waved, and the black pillars that radiated golden light instantly converged. With a disdainful flick of her finger, she swiftly swept across the spacious nursery, and an abstract lock symbol appeared brightly in the air, immediately silencing the room.

To prevent some unexpected events, the tuner easily resolved Gan Jian's peculiar ability. This leader seemed to be using singularity technology that could lock various things, but I can't remember the specific details.

The memories were frozen at this moment, but Du Jue still felt a little unsatisfied. There were still quite a few clones left in the nursery, so he quickly asked Gan Jian.

"You're that stargazing girl? By the way, what happened next? This thing doesn't require a payment to continue playing, does it?"

Gan Jian smiled modestly upon hearing this, nodding gently with a shy expression, but her tone was very firm.

"you are mine."

These words immediately pulled Du Jue out of his memories, and he suddenly realized that his relationship with the other person was a bit subtle and strange. He subconsciously wanted to let go, but then remembered that he was still in an abnormal perspective.

"Take me out of here."

Forced to put on a smile, Du Jue could only grit his teeth and feign compliance with the other party, but found that Gan Jian did not respond, but was just looking at him expectantly, and even excitedly tiptoed.

Before Du Jue could think things through, he felt his hands being touched with a restrained yet unrestrained caress, and even Gan Jian impatiently intertwined his fingertips to grasp his left palm.

"Mother."

Upon hearing this unexpected sound, Du Jue, who hadn't uttered a sound, immediately got goosebumps. He then saw the tuner beside him with a wicked smile, whose face had become clear at some point—it was none other than Du Jue's face.

"You are not allowed to call me Mom."

Gan Jian frowned unhappily, and after realizing it was the tuner speaking, he asked in confusion, "Could it be that the memories here have added interactive functions?"

not good!

This guy is half of himself!

Almost instantly, Du Jue drew his Blood-Nourishing Sword without hesitation and began hacking at the suddenly appearing enemy.

clang!

The tuner raised half his body to block the sword, and said with great regret, "I was wondering when we could meet again, but I didn't expect you to use this telescope yourself. I really can't understand your reason for refusing to let us meet."

Du Jue ignored this and hurriedly urged Gan Jian, "Mom, take me away quickly!"

"It's locked, just like before."