I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Michelle tilted her head and waited a moment before continuing, "It was all pre-arranged. Even if you don't like me, you should at least say so. Why doesn't anyone accept my kindness? Am I less attractive than a virtual character?"

"Minister! Don't move!"

Knowing that Minister Du Jue was familiar with the crackdown, he noticed that Michelle was not in a good state and rushed forward. If he could get close and take her down before she could react, things would be much simpler.

Michelle ignored Du Jue's shouts and dejectedly wiped all the marker ink off her face, making it dirty. "You all should know that I'm the only one here who truly cares about the employees! But nobody thanks me!"

Snapped!

The already broken stone slab instantly crumbled into rubble, and Du Jue, who was running at high speed, accidentally fell to the ground, scraping his right arm so badly that the skin and flesh were torn open.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

Du struggled to his feet and looked at the superficial wound on his right arm in bewilderment. How could his current physical condition be so badly damaged by a fall?

Avoid raising your hand to look closely and discovering that the back of your hand is covered with a small yellow smiley face, which is exactly the same as the small gift logo that Michelle gives to visitors to her clinic.

"If it weren't for me, you would all be dead long ago!!! Every single one of you!!!"

Michelle was completely devoid of her usual gentleness, violently pounding her fists on the desk and painfully tearing off the smooth skin from her face.

Bang!

The minister's office, with its door tightly shut, was suddenly burst open by a surge of endorphins, and an endless green wave instantly filled half of the training department.

Intermittent, muffled words of thanks came from the liquid, which immediately made Du Jue realize what was happening.

"Did that enkephalin faucet burst?!"

Du Jue dared not drown in such a thing, so he immediately covered his entire body with dragon scales, grabbed the Thorn Spear, and struck it fiercely against his chest, accumulating a large amount of heat as the scales shattered.

The hidden dragon should not be used!

Before the surge of endorphins hit, Du Ji gritted his teeth and charged forward, even though his body was inexplicably weaker, he still managed to kick over the desk in front of Michelle in time.

Du Jue ruthlessly aimed at Michelle's head, and in this slow-paced world, he even had the leisure to think about whether the ministers he had beaten up would hold a grudge. With all his might, he swung the Thorn Spear forward with his right hand.

Bang!

The woman, covered in cracks, suddenly lunged out from the crashing waves beside her, blocking Du Jue's powerful sweeping attack squarely, her body instantly splitting in two.

"Tiffany, I've provided you with so many endorphins, you should thank me!"

Michelle roared angrily, her smooth face now marked with an angry expression in black marker.

Michelle then stood up from her office chair. "You too, stop it! Everyone should thank me!"

Du Jue, who had steadied the Thorn Spear, turned around and saw several more Crack employees rushing out of the water, including a guy who looked very similar to himself, who was saying things like "thank you".

Du Jue immediately switched to the heavy Crusher. Fortunately, he used the Giant Workshop mostly not with strength, but with the resilience brought by the Workshop Hamster's talent, so he could swing it without being affected by the Smiley Face's weakness.

Boom! ! !

The whistling saw teeth carrying ice crystals instantly shattered the cracked employees blocking its way, slamming the furious Michelle into a corner filled with endorphins, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Before Du Jue could be happy, a sobbing sound was heard.

"Waaaaah... I didn't mean to, everyone! I had no idea things would turn out this way before I told the leader! I just felt that everyone had gone crazy because of the experiments, and those experiments were just as cruel as the work we're doing now!"

With her smooth face shattered, Michelle knelt amidst the endorphins, burying her face in her hands and weeping bitterly. "I wasn't trying to help anyone else! I just used my employees as tools for atonement, just to help myself!"

"Please forgive me... at least erase this shameful and sinful memory from my mind... Gabriel, why don't you do that!"

A more pronounced sense of weakness overwhelmed Du Jue. He was horrified to discover that the entire training department was covered with crying face marks of all sizes, and his own body was covered with countless yellow stamps.

Exhausted from the surge of endorphins that reached his waist, he had never felt so weak. He immediately swung his crusher, slicing through the approaching cracked employees, and stared wide-eyed at the wailing Michelle.

Burnt brand!

Numerous orange-yellow imprints emerged, igniting fiercely amidst the brewing of suppressed emotions.

"Except...you must have noticed at first glance...I'm very selfish, and those acts of kindness I deliberately showed...were just to make myself feel better."

Michelle continued to cry amidst the endorphin vapor, seemingly unconcerned about the burning pain in her body. "I committed an unforgivable betrayal, yet I'm still with everyone as if nothing happened... Selfishness is my reason for killing others."

Du Jue was immediately interrupted by these words. Forgiving Michelle was none of his business, but betrayal seemed to be something he had encountered before.

Ogiban betrayed the Green Trip, Higashirou betrayed the Research Club, and Angela is preparing to betray them.

Oh no! The Branding Flame is about to go out!

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Chapter 212 Heating.

The crooked fire-shaped branding had only faint flames, which were submerged by the ever-increasing level of endorphins. Even Michelle, the instigator, was painfully overwhelmed by the hallucinogenic drug.

Du Jue tried desperately to recapture his past anger, but the green solution that had passed through his chest made him feel as if he were walking on clouds, and an unimaginable sense of emptiness surged into his heart, dispelling his thought of taking a step.

"Stop...Are you angry with me too? I don't want to take your advice...because I want to atone for my past mistakes myself and make things better for everyone as much as possible."

Michelle's muffled voice came from the surface of the endorphin-rich water.

"But what has happened cannot be changed, and any goodwill arising from it is all fake... I just want someone to be free from this meaningless work. I'm sorry, I'm selfish... Why hasn't my supervisor fired me yet?"

Du Jue, struggling to lift his foot, immediately felt the increasing resistance in the endorphin liquid. Even the anger ignited in his heart was quickly extinguished, as if the room was rejecting all change.

The brand of burnt offerings: self-expression!

"Enough! Minister, stop wasting time here!"

Du Jue saw the sardines mixed in with his hallucinations again, but his heart felt as heavy as a mountain, unable to feel excited. "Good and evil don't cancel each other out! Both of these are absolutely true!"

However, to Du Jue's utter dismay, the sardines merely circled around him without approaching. Du Jue tried to reach out and grab the sardines whose true forms he could not see, but he could only vaguely discern their origin—a hidden and vast ocean of subconsciousness.

Oops!

Du Jue suddenly remembered that this job skill was based on his own emotions to enter the corresponding self-expression state. At this moment, his emotional fluctuations and physical fitness were suppressed, and he couldn't reach those sardines at all!

He could only take a deep breath and dive underwater to swim toward Michelle. He immediately felt the hallucinations intensify, and the miniature suppressor bracelet on his wrist even suddenly flashed a red light.

“There is no reality in the city… I really like the works of the Utopia Literary Society; they immerse me in a world without suffering and sin.”

Michelle's voice became ethereal, "No one has anything to do with cruel experiments and bloody work, they're just worried about what snacks to prepare for tomorrow's spring outing."

Snapped.

To avoid crushing her, he reached out and grabbed Michelle's right hand, which was holding her body, and then pulled her up with all his might.

“I wanted to share the world in the book with everyone… hoping it would make them feel better, but in the end, the good I hoped for only turned into the evil of killing employees. In this dystopia… I can’t save anyone… not even myself.”

call!

Finally pulling Michelle back to the surface, Du Jue desperately tilted his head back and gasped for breath. The dizziness from lack of oxygen was quickly relieved, but when he heard Michelle's words, his breath caught in his throat, and he raised his hand and punched her, silencing her immediately.

Despite feeling extremely weak, Du Jue pulled out the Violent Knuckle Duster from the Dimensional Leather Gloves. This was a work tool that could cause powerful damage without requiring strength; the only requirement was a high level of violence.

Stop deceiving yourselves! Forget about the world in books, forget about good deeds and evil deeds! The world we live in now is the real world!

Du Jue gripped Michelle's right hand tightly and punched her again in the cracked head.

coax!

The violent impact caused Michelle to roll around in the water several times before her body slowly came to a stop. She stared blankly at Du Jue and said, "I don't understand. Why does someone as incompetent and guilty as me have to be in charge of the training department?"

As Du Jue looked at the right half of Michelle's face exposed beneath the shards, a strange emotion welled up inside him. He didn't know if his punch had woken Michelle up, but the smiley face mark on his arm seemed to have faded considerably.

"Let's stop this farce!"

Du Jue took a deep breath and, before Michelle could react, threw a few more punches. The impact even repelled the endorphins around them, and the two of them were forced back onto the wet training department floor.

Looking at Michelle's shattered body, Du Jue clearly felt the dual suppression of his emotions and body rapidly receding, and finally he was able to roar out: "There are no perfect people here! There is no utopia here! There is only you and me, and a whole bunch of troublesome things that we need to deal with right now!"

Boom! ! !

The unrestrained violence shattered the endorphins and moss walls, and every inch of Michelle's body suddenly crumbled, scattering a large number of irregular fragments.

"Wow! Holy crap, the endorphin concentration feels so high!"

Du Jue, covered in endorphin, knelt on the ground, clutching his head and wincing in discomfort. His brain inside his skull shook violently as if it had been hit by a washing machine, and what's even more absurd is that it felt good.

At this moment, the lights in the room seemed to become brighter, and the surge of endorphins vanished in an instant, leaving only intense hallucinations lingering in Dujue's eyes and mind.

[It has been detected that the training department's node has been released, preventing you from doing a good job.]

Do you still need a sandwich? I can heat it up for you.

Upon seeing this message, Du Jue immediately felt relieved and then couldn't help but roll around on the ground, trying to keep in sync with his brain, which was spinning against his skull, to avoid the continuous dizziness.

Suddenly he felt a pair of hands gently supporting him, and a familiar, gentle voice sounded in his ear: "Don't worry... Du Jue, I will help you, and thank you."

"Perhaps we cannot change the past, but at least we can start now to make some efforts to make things better for ourselves and for others."

Michelle's tone was full of determination.

Simultaneously experiencing both dizziness and euphoria, Du Jue was unable to stand up. Finally realizing the consequences of an overdose of endorphins, he immediately tried to push Michelle away, hurriedly shouting, "No! I feel unwell! I feel like throwing up!"

Michelle gently took his hand. "Even before, I didn't care about these things. But if I can provide real and useful help to people in difficulty, I will be very happy."

"Du Jue, could you please accept my help?"

Before Du Jue could even respond, he couldn't help but vomit. Only then did he understand why this thing could cause hallucinations and death—it was truly exhilarating!

At this moment, I don't want to do anything; I just want to remove my facial bones and then use my hands to stop my spinning brain.

"Uh-huh..."

When I regained consciousness, I still felt a little dizzy and couldn't resist the pleasure brought by endorphins. When I turned around, I saw Michelle and Angela standing at the door.

Michelle explained to Angela somewhat nervously, her brown tuft of hair swaying as she spoke, "It's okay, staying up a little later won't affect my work tomorrow. It might sound a bit dramatic, but I think I'll feel more relaxed if I don't wake up to see people."

“I think it’s pointless, and besides, I’m monitoring his health, so there’s absolutely no need to worry.”

Angela's cold reply made Michel lower his head slightly. "Minister Michel, are you doubting my abilities?"

Michelle quickly shook her head. "No, Angela, I also consider you a partner like the other ministers, but as an employee, he shouldn't just treat you as a secretary who relays orders. I think being with me will make him less nervous."

thump.

Just as Du Jue got up, he lost his grip and tumbled off the bed onto the floor, attracting the attention of Angela and Michelle.

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Chapter 213 Repair.

Michelle quickly ran to Du Jue's side and helped him up with concern. "Du Jue, are you alright? There's hot water here. You can rest in the medical room until tomorrow. There's no need to go back to the dormitory."

"Hot water? I'd like some endorphins now."

Du Jue, who had just regained some clarity, blurted out almost without thinking. He felt that the amount produced by the pneumatic syringe was child's play and not exciting at all.

"no!"

Upon hearing this, Michelle's tone became unusually firm: "I will not do anything that would hurt others in order to show my kindness."

Rubbing his temples, Du Jue forced himself to look away from the endorphins and glanced at Michelle, who was holding a cup of hot water. "Thanks, Minister, but I'm almost better now, so you should go back and rest."

"Yes, I'll also tell Gabriel and Ilya... they're very concerned about you too."

When Michelle saw that Du Jue didn't reach out to take the hot water, she quickly brought it to his lips. "Why aren't you drinking it... Do you want a beverage?"

Just as Du Jue was about to speak, he saw Michelle pull out three packets of espresso from her suit jacket pocket and reluctantly refused, saying, "I need to sleep later. If you drink this strong coffee, I can work overtime all night."

Michelle hurriedly put the espresso back. "Sorry, please. I used to study those professional books on psychological counseling at night, so I can't drink water without coffee powder."

Angela finally turned around and said, "I think for Dujue, what's more important than drinking water is to rest undisturbed, since it's already getting late."

Michelle pursed her lips and stood up, looking at her slightly disappointed face reflected in the water in her glass. "That's true, something unpleasant just happened in the training department... then I won't bother you any longer, Du Jue."

Suddenly, Michelle noticed a blur before her eyes as Du Jue snatched the thermos from her hand.

Du Jue gulped down the water, exhaled a long breath, and handed the cup back to Michelle with a smile. "Minister, I was just about to say that this water is too hot; it would be better to let it cool down."

"Well... I just thought it wouldn't be good if it got cold, so I heated it up with the water heater several times."

Michelle stepped back happily. "Even though you're transferring to the security department tomorrow, you can still come to me after get off work if you need anything."

After saying that, Michelle nodded to Angela and left excitedly.

"Holy crap, it's burning me!"

Du Jue covered her mouth and rushed to the refrigerator next to her, opened the refrigerator door and took out a can of ice and poured it into her mouth.

Angela opened her eyes and looked at Du Jue squatting by the trash can, sticking out his tongue, and couldn't help but ask, "Since the water was too hot, why didn't you refuse?"