I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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【I can't, but you can!】

I believe in you, just as you believe in me!

Working hard can definitely lead you to the top of the city!

"Dude, you can't forget about working even when you're dead!"

The card instantly turned white, revealing Du Jue's name and appearance on the front.

In just a moment, Du Jue understood the function of this thing.

As long as he gets a job or a promotion somewhere, he can receive a work bonus, thus reaching the pinnacle of the city.

"Divine metal!"

Du Jue really wanted to throw the work card on the ground, but she still put it away.

Since it was the dying wish of a dead man, he still agreed because of Kaji's corpse.

The office reception area.

"Why haven't you left yet? You have to pay to use the toilet too."

The orange-haired woman was working on the desktop files with both hands, too lazy to even lift her head.

Snapped!

A stack of banknotes was slammed onto the table, startling the woman so much that she jumped to her feet.

"You are looking for death."

Immediately, an agency member who was wiping a greatsword came over, but Du Jue remained expressionless.

"Hmph, I'm going to spend money to experience half a day of internship at a good firm, and if I'm satisfied, I'll give the firm two kidneys as a gift."

Upon hearing this, the man with the greatsword's eyes sharpened, realizing that yet another scoundrel had come to compete with them.

The orange-haired woman quickly collected the money, ignoring the fresh blood points above.

"Deal. Here is your internship contract."

I've never started working so quickly!

They were forbidden from brazenly returning to his restroom with the contract in hand, since no one in the firm dared to go into the restroom during work hours anyway.

Sure enough, there were new changes on the card.

Congratulations on joining such a great firm!

[Gained the talent for working: Good Person]

"I never imagined that you were the one who gave me my cheat code, and you even provided the initial funding."

"Don't worry, I believe in repaying kindness and setbacks. I'm determined to be at the top of this city!"

Do not close your eyes with your left hand and continue looking at the card.

[Talent for Working: A Good Person]

[Description: You and Goodman both seem like good people]

[Result: Your approachability and persuasiveness will be greatly enhanced]

Goodman is the head of a good firm, and it seems that his talent for working is closely related to the organization he joins.

"But what's the use of that?! Am I supposed to go out and beg for money?"

"Can urban areas also be used for live streaming with a fake identity?!"

They stopped pacing back and forth in the toilet and were trying to figure out how to get the blood-covered body of Kaji out.

If the body had stayed here, the guys at the firm would have immediately sent it to a shady clinic to harvest organs.

boom!

The loud noise and vibration prevented anyone from stumbling and falling.

A high-pitched scream mixed with fear came from outside, followed by the sounds of fierce fighting.

"Could it be that our firm is being targeted for revenge?"

Cautiously backing away and looking left and right, I realized that the toilet didn't even have a window that I could crawl out of.

He was sweating profusely and had no idea what to do.

"Ha-haha, you newbies, go ahead and smash!"

"It's...it's black tea, I really want some."

"You—you all need to be careful, don't let these people get away, there seem to be some hiding in the restrooms."

Oops.

How did the other party know that Mingming didn't even dare to peek out?

The sounds of fighting outside quickly subsided, leaving only the sound of approaching metallic footsteps.

Without holding his breath, he gripped Kaji's bloodstained dagger, ready to launch a sudden counterattack at any moment.

hum!

It roared as its saw teeth spun and crushed the toilet door, sending countless pieces of wood flying.

Du Jue felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing the approaching figure, and didn't even attempt the attack he had planned, simply because it was pointless.

The bronze-yellow prosthetic body exudes a cold, hard, and practical style, with only the energy source in the chest and the two prosthetic eyes flashing with dazzling white light.

"As expected, there were still some who slipped through the net."

Holding the chainsaw, he stepped into the toilet, as if a high steel wall had sealed off all hope of escape.

This is the Brotherhood of Steel, a gang of iron men whose entire bodies have been modified with cybernetic implants.

Dujue's small knife looked utterly ridiculous, even somewhat endearing, in the face of the opponent's sheet metal and chainsaw.

The person who followed closely behind found Du Jue's behavior rather strange.

"W-What's going on? Are there other gangs raiding the agency like we are?"

Before he could react, a mechanical hand gripped his neck tightly, and the superhuman strength instantly made it impossible for him to breathe.

It’s finished, it’s finished!

He couldn't bring himself to beg for mercy or make excuses, since he had absolutely nothing to do with the firm, but he simply couldn't speak at this moment.

A sense of helplessness and fear of death filled his heart; was he going to die in the toilet like Kaji?

"You bastard, this is where our raid was successful. Hand over the loot you stole!"

Absolutely not, he hasn't reached the pinnacle of the city yet!

He stopped using his hands and feet and desperately signaled that he had something to say, which made the guards loosen their grip slightly.

The oxygen-deprived brain operates at high speed, preventing itself from frantically thinking about what it has to offer to survive.

"I have ways to make more money."

Even without exerting all one's strength to speak, the sound was still barely audible.

He frantically searched his mind for any clues that might move the other person.

"Really? Tell me."

The leader, carrying the cannon barrel, hopped over, finally getting Du Jue to release the cannon.

Upon landing, I couldn't take deep breaths of fresh air; the joy of surviving the ordeal was mixed with the burning pain in my neck.

"Boss, everything's taken care of. We should head out now, or we'll run into the association."

"This guy is probably just stalling for time."

Upon hearing this, Du Jue jumped up in shock.

"A commission! Good firms have many commissions to handle, and that's all money!"

Disappointed, he turned to leave.

"We are a gang, and our clients won't recognize us. Besides, collecting debts is very troublesome."

Seeing that the chainsaw was about to be raised again, Du Jue shouted excitedly.

"I have connections in law firms!"

"We can sell the existing commissions to them at a low price, and the money will be in our account immediately!"

The loud voice that echoed throughout the agency stunned the three cyborgs.

She turned around in surprise.

"But I have one condition."

"You—you have no conditions to negotiate with. Letting you live is already a favor."

"I want to join the Brotherhood of Steel!"

3 interns

Du Jue felt a chill run down his spine when he looked at the orange-haired woman's head and the gruesome corpse of Ikus beside her, followed by anger.

People die so easily, it's like a joke to him!

"You—you don't even have cybernetic modifications, how can you join the Brotherhood?"

While the two were excitedly looting the corpse and collecting case files, the other was keeping watch at the door.

Du Jue looked him up and down, then shook his head.

"Hey, that's not how you do it."

At this moment, Du Jue has mastered the secret to communicating with urbanites—talking about feelings will cost money.

"First of all, I had just been hired by a good firm and Goodman had already paid me a month's salary."

"Now that he's gone, you can just hire me for free for a month, consider it free labor."

"Secondly, it takes time for me to sell my commissions, so you have to be on guard against me, an outsider, all the time."

“But if we’re in cahoots, then I definitely have to consider the long-term benefits. Following you guys is more profitable than following Goodman, right?”

"If all else fails, you can fire me after I finish selling the commissions. It will only benefit you and not harm you!"

Carrying a large bag, Huiyi nodded in agreement.

"It sounds like there's nothing wrong with what you're saying."

"No-but I just checked, and it seems that this agency only has one ninth-level finisher, Goodman, and the rest are all interns."

"You—you do have some ability to get a permanent position."

I go!

Goodman, you're dead!

The usually quiet Ao Lude pulled out a bracelet.

"But—but to make sure you don't run away with the money, you have to wear this."

The powerful steel arm gave Du Jue no time to object, and Du Jue was forced to wear the bracelet.

Even a fool could tell this is no good, but when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

"This—this is the timed syringe I used before my prosthetic body was modified. It's filled with high-purity endorphins, and I've kept it all this time."

"If it doesn't receive my cancellation signal by noon, it will automatically inject. An ordinary person would probably feel incredibly good."

Hey!

I'd love to throw this bracelet off right now, but unfortunately it's made of pure metal and the strap fits my skin perfectly in some inexplicable way.

If you forcibly pull it off, the skin will probably tear as well.

Seeing this, Ai nodded in satisfaction.

"As long as you sell the order and get the money back, I'll unlock it for you, and then we'll make a fortune together."

"So, does that mean I've joined the Brotherhood of Steel?"