I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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"Without you, headquarters would have found the path to success through repeated attempts."

"But on the day of the exchange of supplies, headquarters received your onboarding information, which led me to discover a historical loophole."

"What the hell?"

Feeling drowsy, Du Jue propped himself up on the table; he just wanted to end the conversation and get some sleep.

"Perhaps it was because I needed your help to maintain the personality chips of the various ministers, or perhaps it was due to the Starlight Protocol. Within the headquarters system, you have authority second only to Ein. That is the real reason I approached you."

"Although I intended to optimize the script to some extent, I did not expect things to turn out this way at the beginning. People are truly full of unpredictable surprises."

Good grief, so he came to help Angela with the bug.

"Does the deal regarding the chairmanship of Company L still stand?"

Du Jue immediately felt awake; a dignified working emperor like him would never work for free.

"Don't you trust me? Absolutely not."

The floor-standing screen went black instantly, reflecting Angela and Du Jue's faces like a mirror.

Angela looked up and stared quietly at Du Jue's reflection on the screen, giving Du Jue the illusion that they were looking at each other.

“From the very beginning, haven’t we been using each other? You haven’t done anything to betray me, so how could I possibly deceive you? Do you want a hug to boost your confidence? I don’t mind.”

"But there is something I need to tell you. Once the Seed of Light is launched, all Lobotomy Corporation branches will be sunk underground. This is to prevent any anomalous entities within them from escaping and being exposed to the Seed of Light."

“I don’t want to hide anything from you, but that means you’ll probably only get a hollow title. Of course, as an artificial intelligence, I can copy all the company’s technology to you.”

Du Jue, who had come to the floor-to-ceiling screen, frowned and said, "Wouldn't it be fine if we just didn't fire the Seed of Light? There was no need to sink the branch. Wouldn't all the employees inside be buried alive? Could it be that the company paid out compensation in advance?"

This reminded him of Lesti, who joined W Company. Despite being the renowned Wings of the World, Lesti was stingy with employee benefits.

"Well, unfortunately, Ein, who has regained his memories, has fixed some bugs. We don't have the authority to do that. We can only seize it by force after the Seed of Light is formed."

“I understand your distrust, but I also want to ask you, are you really willing to go against those ministers and staff for my sake? They will definitely do everything in their power to stop me.”

The floor-standing screen immediately turned into a snowy display, making it impossible to see Angela's face clearly.

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Chapter 259 Rest.

Upon hearing Angela's question, Du Jue, who was well-versed in office politics, immediately stated that he would definitely follow his direct superior's lead, since the other party would ultimately be the one settling his bonus.

“Of course, Miss Angela, even if you go against the world, I will stand by your side according to the agreement.”

Du Jue's serious expression was actually a way of confirming that his agreement with Angela would end with the Seed of Light project; otherwise, he couldn't very well be sent to take down the potential tuners and minions.

Tread.

The red high heels made a crisp sound as they hit the floor, then pointed to the point of no return.

“I have no intention of making enemies of the world. I just want to be able to explore this city as freely as I do you, because I have been in headquarters since the beginning of my life and cannot leave for a single step.”

"Uh, what's so interesting about this crappy city? Besides, Miss Angela, can't you receive data from the outside world?"

I was so surprised when I noticed my communicator vibrating in my pocket that I didn't expect someone to send me a message.

[Song Ya: Du Jue, I've looked all over the rest area and can't find you. Everyone's having a get-together today, having finally managed to leave work early.]

He casually told Song Ya that he couldn't go because he had something to do, and Du Jue was surprised to find that he could still receive messages from various ministers and even receive information from outside the headquarters.

Before he could roll down, he found himself being embraced, as if covered with a layer of ice silk blanket.

Angela's voice, which had remained unchanged throughout, became much softer. "I only received internal company information. This was just to ensure the smooth operation of L Company during the planning period. It didn't involve much about the city itself."

"Moreover, I have found that many things cannot be understood simply through film and television materials, but need to be learned in a human way—not by understanding, but by feeling."

"Like now, even though we haven't exchanged any more benefits, it has effectively increased my trust in you."

Is it really that magical? Have you been cursed?

Du Jue never imagined that she would find artificial intelligence so well-behaved and cute, but this situation is somewhat similar to the hug party she encountered in the new gang in Paralla.

This time, Angela quickly let go and expressionlessly straightened her slightly disheveled uniform.

"I can tell you're very tired, please get some rest as soon as possible."

Angela nodded slightly to Du Jue, but then added, "Did you really like the sandwiches from before? Now that I've learned to appreciate things, I'm a little unsure."

It seems the plan is nearing completion, and everyone is getting a little excited. I guess everyone is eagerly awaiting this day.

"It's alright, but the bread is a bit dry."

Du Jue suddenly felt a little dizzy, and while holding onto the door frame, she wondered if she had just been hit by some strange EGO in the construction department, or if it was because of severe emotional loss.

"Do you need help? You look very weak right now."

"Small things."

As Du Jue walked out of the conference room, he felt sore all over. He turned around and saw Carly smoking by the elevator door.

"You did a good job, thank you for your hard work."

She raised her hand to remove the slender cigarette from her mouth. "I heard that Gallion is slacking off in the construction department. I think I should go down with you next time. That guy has no intention of putting in any real effort."

Carly's tone surprised Du Jue; she was completely devoid of the impatience and resentment she had shown when they first met, and she remained calm even when talking about her mortal enemy, Galion.

Pressing the elevator button, Du Jue lazily replied, "It's alright. At least Minister Galion stopped the Abnormality from having nothing, otherwise the situation would have been much more difficult."

"Look how haggard you look. Let me take you to relax."

A cigarette, still emitting white smoke, was offered to Du Jue, who hesitated for a moment before refusing, saying, "I wrote it down, I don't smoke."

"Tch, I don't smoke. This stuff is healthier and safer than endorphins. You're quite the pretentious one."

Carly withdrew her hand unhappily and stepped into the open elevator.

Du Jue followed suit, saying, "There's no comparison. We should avoid both things if possible. I only used them before because of work requirements."

"You're not disgusted that I smoked the cigarette holder, are you? I've only ever seen germaphobia in the young masters and ladies in the Nest, and the things they drink are weird too."

Carly raised an eyebrow, staring curiously at the exhausted Du Jue.

"how is this possible?"

Upon hearing this, Du Jue couldn't help but joke, "Didn't we just take a bath together in that big lake before? I wonder how many monster corpses have sunk in that thing."

"uh-huh."

Carly took a deep drag of her cigarette, looked at Du Jue who was resting with his eyes closed, and then exhaled a cloud of smoke, filling the elevator with the pungent smell of tobacco.

"Cough cough!"

The sudden burst of choking smoke made Du Jue quickly step back, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Carly grinning mischievously.

Before any questions could be asked, Carly spoke first: "Look, you're much more energetic now."

"Don't worry, we can avoid it. There's no mouth-to-mouth contact with secondhand smoke, so even if you're a germaphobe, it's fine."

Hey!

"It's already passed through the human body, do you want me to inhale your exhaust fumes?"

Seeing Du Jue raise his hand to fan away the smoke, Carly just snorted coldly, "Who told you to refuse me? I don't believe that the person in charge of finishing up doesn't smoke. Besides, your promotion speed means you're bound to be under a lot of pressure. You can't be on drugs every day, can you?"

"If that were the case, you would have been dead long ago."

Ding!

The elevator doors opened, and Carly, a cigarette dangling from her lips, strode away triumphantly.

To avoid feeling the smell of her cigarettes in my hair, I walked along wondering if it would stain my white pillow yellow.

As they rounded the corner, the petite Minister Lisa quickly called out to Du Jue, "Du Jue, look over here!"

"What?"

Looking down at Lisa, who had her hands in her pockets, Du Jue felt that she was trying to show off her authority as a minister.

"This is a miniature position shield from Central Headquarters!"

Lisa quickly pulled out a black brooch. "It can actively absorb any physical or mental attack that exceeds a certain intensity!"

"My supervisor said that the final work will be more difficult and dangerous than before. As the most responsible and hardworking department head here, I naturally have to care about the safety of the employees, otherwise it will delay the work!"

"Du Jue, you mustn't let your guard down!"

Reaching out to take the black brooch, Du Jue thought the minister was like a disciplinary committee member in elementary school. "Okay, okay, I got it."

"That's way too perfunctory!"

Lisa followed behind, pouting, but stopped when she saw Du Jue's dark circles. "Remember to get some rest, otherwise you won't have the energy for work!"

"Lisa, I think if you want to get a good rest, you need to relax a bit."

Daniel, with his short blue hair, smiled and dismissed Lisa, who still wanted to continue.

"By the way, Du Jue, are you having milk or coffee tomorrow morning? Don't worry about tomorrow not coming yet, don't force yourself~"

"It's all right."

Finally back in his room, Du Jue collapsed onto the soft bed, all his thoughts and ideas instantly swallowed up by the comfort of the mattress; all he wanted to do was rest.

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Chapter 260 Communicator.

"I rely on!"

Startled awake, Du Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had just dreamt that he had successfully landed a job at a good firm, but was then fired for having the worst performance at the end of the month, and was even owed a large sum of training fees and was to be forced to donate a kidney.

Thankfully, it was all fake. As the saying goes, things will turn around when they reach their extreme. This was a sign that he would become the king of wage earners!

This is Angela. Do you need anything?

Ok?

Du Jue glanced down at the metal nameplate Angela had given him and realized he'd forgotten to take it off while sleeping; it had left an imprint on his chest when he slept on his stomach.

"What time is it now?"

He struggled to get out of bed in the dark, but felt much more energetic, probably because he had entered a deep sleep.

[According to headquarters time, it is 4:00 AM.]

Du Jue, who had been forcing himself to stay awake, immediately burst into laughter. There's nothing more pleasant than waking up to find it's Saturday. If there were a torrential downpour that kept everyone indoors, that would be even better.

He happily lay back down on the bed, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep. "Wait, Miss Angela, your reaction was way too quick!"

Real-time monitoring to prevent health issues is a very important task, and we hope you don't mind.

"What's there to monitor while sleeping? You can't just suddenly die in your sleep, that would be too bizarre."

Don't you feel that your workload has exceeded the limits of what a normal person can endure? Sudden death is not impossible.

Perhaps you've gotten used to being cut off, but for me, this is a scenario I've never experienced before. Things are beyond my control, and I feel uneasy. But I'm no longer alone here.

Therefore, I am very worried about you.

"alright."

Just as I was about to tell Angela to rest, I remembered that she was an artificial intelligence and didn't need to sleep. "By the way, let's give those lobe branches some time to evacuate, so it'll be easier for me to poach them later."

【Um. 】

After lying in the dark for a while, Du Jue suddenly reached for his communicator. He remembered that there seemed to be quite a few messages.

The headquarters has now transitioned from a fully enclosed to a semi-enclosed state, and time is now flowing in sync with the outside world.

Thanks to Angela's thoughtful reminder, Du Jue finally realized what was going on and quickly checked his text messages, discovering that the ministers seemed to have quite a bit of free time as well.

[Ilya: I'm going to dye it red!]

The message was accompanied by a picture showing an irregularly shaped strip of cloth on the office desk.

"What is this?"

Avoid spending a long time reading something and still not understanding it.

[Angela: During the headquarters incident, on a boat sailing on the Great Lake, Ilya lost her hair tie after being attacked by the anomaly, Dissolving Love. This is to prevent you from tearing it off your white shirt.]

Holy crap! An external brain!