I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Suspecting his identity had been discovered, Harold prepared to press the contact button in his pocket. If he were exposed, his only option would be to call in the association's cleanup crew to launch a full-scale attack on the location.

Doodle.

A waiter tapped the table lightly, his voice androgynous, "Sir, the eight head chefs would like to speak with you in the kitchen."

Avoid seeing a bright red cross that immediately catches your eye.

The crimson cross quickly nodded to himself, then, remembering that the place was completely dark, clicked his tongue and stopped what he was doing.

"Let's go."

Sensing that Du Jue had gotten up to leave, the vermilion cross nodded. Suddenly, it noticed that the sniffing sounds were actually following Du Jue around. It couldn't help but ask the person at the next table, "Dude, what's that smell so good?"

"Could it be that Wen Duo knows the eight head chefs?"

Harold could hardly ignore the waiter's clear-cut call to leave, "Or is it really that the flavor is unique?"

Harold obtained some information about the Back Alley Butcher from an association and could roughly understand that the so-called flavor was related to a person's spirit and memory. But why was there such a special case among the three of them? After all, she and Crimson Cross were both Tier 1 Finishers.

"This, this flavor, could this be the delicacy meticulously prepared by the eight head chefs?!"

In an instant, the entire Wuguang Dining Hall was filled with lively discussion, and some people even hurriedly came to the spot where Du Jue had just been sitting to savor the food.

Du Jue, who had been led out into the corridor, followed the skeleton waiter back to the kitchen.

The kitchen was not lit, but you could see everything by the light from the stove.

The white tiles were bathed in the orange glow of the blazing fire, and the rows of kitchens, each with its own distinct style, were connected one after another, like a road leading to hell.

"Hey! I'm here!"

Du was filled with despair as he could only see a huge figure at the far end of the massive kitchen, head down, happily devouring food. Judging from its shape, it didn't seem to be Yi Yin.

His voice was mixed in with the sounds of cooking in the kitchen, and the echoes that came back were indistinct.

Then he saw that the kitchen, from front to back, was filled with different large pots.

Steaming, frying, stewing, and braising are all different cooking methods.

However, the big guy at the far end of the kitchen didn't reply and continued to gnaw on his food.

Du Jue immediately wanted to draw his Thorn Spear to fight, but before he could take out the weapon from his dimensional gauntlet, his palm actually grabbed a slippery cylinder, and he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

A sharp, stinging pain shot through his wrist. He immediately tried to crush the thing, but it slipped away abruptly. Looking up, he saw only a transparent, gelatinous shell with snake-scale patterns. "Who?!"

"Wen Duo, since you know me and aren't a chef, there's only one possibility—you're my ingredient!"

Yi Yin, emerging from the large sink, took an excited deep breath. "I don't need to put on the snake skin again. I only need to smell this scent to understand everything. Don't worry, I will share this joy of eating with you."

Du Jue immediately stepped back and swung the Crusher, smashing all the pink snakes that had gathered at his feet into dust. But he felt a slip in his hand and upon closer inspection, he discovered that his palm was covered with a layer of transparent gel.

Gladiator exoskeleton!

The white armor stretched the transparent gel on his palm, making Du Jue frown and want to remove it, but when he tried to do so, he suddenly forgot how to control his right hand.

Unlike his disability, Du Jue is now completely unfamiliar with his right hand. Even though his left hand is still normal, he has forgotten how to move his fingers. His past experience with his right hand seems to have disappeared.

“Wen Duo, I think even the best food is only truly wonderful the first time you experience it, and you can never get it again. If you can forget those first times, then you can start those new experiences with great anticipation again.”

Crash.

Several pages of a book fell onto Yi Yin's face, interrupting her words, followed by a sudden explosion.

As the smoke cleared, Yi Yin simply grabbed his charred face and pulled it down, restoring his appearance to its original state. "Even unpleasant experiences can be erased. Isn't this the most wonderful form of cooking?"

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Chapter 319 Satisfaction.

To avoid staring wide-eyed at Yi Yin, the other party was completely unharmed after taking a grenade to the face, and the black glue that the other party pulled off seemed to be exactly the same as the one on his right hand.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the other person's originally smooth long hair had transformed into slender snakes, just like Medusa's, and her red snake eyes shone brightly in the firelight.

Clamping the gun between his arms, Du Jue hurriedly pulled out the hand grenade encyclopedia from his pocket, which he had been printing non-stop in his spare time.

Wow!

With a sudden flick of his wrist, pages of the book scattered everywhere, blocking the firelight and creating countless dark shadows on the kitchen tiles, like migratory birds.

“Wen Duo, I really can’t understand why I know you, but have not yet had a dinner with you.”

The cleaver and sharpening rod in Yi Yin's hands made a rustling sound as they rubbed together. "At this moment, I don't want to reclaim that experience about you."

"First experiences are incredibly precious; once you gain them, you want to lose them, and then you gain them again. Regardless of what happened before, let's embrace our fiery passion once more."

With eyes full of disapproval, Yi Yin revealed an innocent smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless writhing fragments scattered from the enormous shadow behind him.

Even with his eyes closed, Du Jue could see very clearly that the snakes were all pale pink and of varying sizes, and they swarmed in like a sea of ​​maggots. Their density made his scalp tingle.

Bang!

The paper stuck to the ground suddenly burst open, overturning the wave.

Even though his right hand was temporarily unusable, Du Jue still stepped forward, put away the somewhat cumbersome thorn spear, took out the gleaming boning knife, and chopped down at the transparent gel on his right hand.

Squeak~!

However, the seemingly fragile gelatinous substance is extremely tough; it showed no signs of breaking even after being cut three times its length by a knife tip.

call!

The whetstone, coiled with countless tiny snakes, pierced Du Jue's face; he could even hear the approaching hissing of snakes.

Although these snakes were small, being bitten by one would cause this abnormal shedding of skin. Du Jue was already on high alert and raised his hand to summon a paper wall.

Tear!

With an expectant smile, Yi Yin nonchalantly chopped the paper blocking his way in half, immediately suffering another round of intense chain reactions.

The explosion of more than twenty hand grenades in a row made Yi Yin kneel on the ground. "Hmm, this is a very novel cooking method. Wen Duo, are you lying to me? You must be a chef with ideas, right?"

He flipped open the hand grenade encyclopedia with his thumb, only to find that less than fifty were still usable, as he had used up quite a few on the way here. "Yi Yin, what are you cooking? Are those pots filled with people?"

Seeing Yi Yin's pained expression, he felt a wavering in his mind. He immediately realized that he was still hesitant to kill him, but this guy was an ogre who wanted to eat him.

"What I cook is definitely the experience!"

After tearing off another layer of charred, gelatinous skin, Yi Yin looked up and pounced on Du Jue, saying, "Just eat my snake skin, and you will regain your lost experiences and try those beautiful first experiences again."

clang!

Sparks flew as the sharpening rod struck the boning knife violently.

Blocked by Du Jue, Yi Yin casually flung the charred snake skin from the explosion onto Du Jue's face, but this crude trick was useless against Du Jue's veil.

Chi Chi Chi!

The charred snake slough instantly merged with Du Jue's skin upon contact, its speed so great that Du Jue instinctively wanted to pinch it with his right hand, but he immediately realized that he had forgotten the experience of using his right hand.

Suddenly, black smoke stopped billowing from his body, and fine dents appeared on his exoskeleton armor, as if he had just been bombed.

Even a surge of heat gathered in his chest, and Du Jue immediately realized that the experience the other party was talking about was not a simple memory, but rather like an experience being taken out and grafted onto him.

The hidden dragon should not be used!

His extremely fast speed allowed him to dodge Yi Yin's slashing knife in an instant, and then deliver a clean and swift slaughter with a counter-attack.

puff!

Yi Yin's right arm, which was gripping the sharpening stick, snapped off with a crack, and countless small snakes gushed out of the severed surface along with the blood, rushing straight towards Du Jue.

Du Jue hurriedly retreated and licked the blood off the blade, tasting an extremely sweet flavor that was surprisingly refreshing. He then realized that the opponent's weakness was his heart.

"Hmm! Wen Duo, you have such a unique sense of taste. I'm actually that delicious."

Reaching out to take the snake skin from Dujue's right hand that the little snake had brought him, Yi Yin held his face, which was faintly showing snake scales, and trembled with excitement.

Du Jue only realized at this moment that the transparent gel on his right hand was gone, which must have been taken off by the little snake in the chaos.

Then, to Du Jue's astonishment, he saw the other party open his mouth and swallow the snake skin. In his hazy state, he could even sense Yi Yin's pure excitement. "Yi Yin! Did you intentionally use this snake skin to forget your past?"

"I don't like the word 'forget' because it sounds like it's only natural to remember those absurd things."

Yi Yin, dragging his severed arm, charged again, and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Du Jue, resulting in blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Even with his blood smeared all over the tile surface, Yi Yin still smiled contentedly, “Aren’t morality and taboos all made by people? They tried to kidnap me with their ideas, but it’s too absurd to obey such a thing.”

Click!

Du Jue used a boning knife to cut off Yi Yin's other hand, but the other party simply took a step back, shook off the snake skin, and then revealed his intact arms again. "Wen Duo, you are a very interesting person. Let me find out about your snake skin."

She used her fair, delicate arm to penetrate her mouth, and her right palm forcefully squeezed into her throat.

Looking at the other's neck, which swelled up like an angry pufferfish, Du Jue couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling a strange sensation that he himself was being forcibly stretched.

She took out a snake molt with scales still attached and showed it off, then bit it and swallowed it. "Only the molt of such a profound experience can be preserved for a long time. Other snake molts will soon return to the original body. After all, the experience is a treasure that belongs only to the individual."

Du Jue frowned upon hearing this, looking at his right hand hanging limply. It turned out that this thing had a time limit, which meant that as long as time was delayed, the injuries that the enemy had removed would return.

But why would this intelligence be given to the enemy?!

Just as Du Ji stopped thinking rapidly, he saw Yi Yin's smiling face turn very sad.

“Although I don’t feel pain, I do feel angry. Whenever I think of my mother refusing my sharing and turning around to jump into the incinerator, I become anxious and eat frantically to enjoy the pleasurable feeling of fullness, which only makes me more anxious.”

These words immediately reminded Du Jue of the frenzied communal feast, where the researcher whom Yi Yin regarded as her mother released all of Yi Yin's memories, but could not accept it and chose to commit suicide.

"I really don't understand why other people are anxious when I'm eating, but I later learned that they can't accept their own kind being used as meat."

At this point, Yi Yin began to sob and wiped away his tears.

Seeing this, Du Jue's expression turned strange; he really couldn't understand the other party's sudden change in attitude.

Yi Yin sobbed as she spoke, "I didn't eat them because I disliked their restlessness, nor because I felt superior to them in the food chain. I also don't particularly enjoy killing other diners, but I haven't learned anything outside of eating."

“I want to eat them so that all that anxiety will disappear and only satisfaction will remain. I would do it even if they don’t understand. If I could go back to the day I was born, I would probably rather eat my mother than let her jump into the furnace.”

"As long as you eat, you can break free from all the chains of others and experience true happiness."

Yi Yin dropped the sharpening stick and dagger he was holding.

Du Jue quickly retorted, "That's just your opinion. How can you impose it on others? Eating one's own kind is wrong in itself!"

"But isn't that what everyone does?"

Yi Yin lowered his eyes, and the snakes spread out beneath his feet. "Actually, I knew that the so-called 'life menu' was just an excuse. You just wanted to avoid being eaten by me. I could smell your anxiety."

"Um?!"

Du Jue exclaimed in surprise, "Then why did you act like you were looking forward to my life's menu?!"

"Because I think it might be possible to turn this into a real-life relationship, after all, the idea of ​​a life menu is very interesting."

Yi Yin slowly raised her head. Her golden vertical pupils did not reveal any arrogance of superiority, but rather a sense of weakness and pitifulness.

She stared intently at the anxious Du Jue, "But during the banquet, Du Jue, you also tried your best to understand me. Even though you were anxious, you were willing to let me feel the satisfaction of eating. You are even more like a mother to me than my own mother."

“Besides cooking, I really don’t know how to tell you how I feel. I can only eat, because that’s the only way I can feel connected to you.”

Yi Yin walked a few steps to Du Jue and reached out to embrace him, causing Du Jue to hesitate on the spot before accepting the cold embrace, his skin only able to touch the cold snake scales.

“All the other chefs are suffering from the inability to find delicious food, and so am I, especially after you disappeared. Even now, as I recall all my experiences with you, I understand from what I just saw that you are still restless and anxious…”

Before Du Jue could answer, Yi Yin continued, "Mom, I don't want to do this kind of cooking that you can't understand anymore. It makes me extremely miserable. And just now, you didn't like me at all, and you were as anxious and restless as ever."

"I don't want to try to understand things I don't understand anymore. At least there's one gift I can give you."

Just as Du Jue was about to ask what the gift was, he looked down and found that Yi Yin's whole body was covered in that unique transparent gel, and the highly resilient snake molt was smoothly integrated into his skin.

An overwhelming, almost uncontrollable urge to eat surged through my mind.

"Please let Mom eat me, that would be so satisfying and joyful."

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Chapter 320 The Fruits of Understanding.

"Well!"

Du Jue wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, four sharp canine teeth were revealed. He felt a great psychological shock from the snake molt that had been integrated into his body like fish skin.

He experienced an indescribable pain of waiting.