I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

Du Jue tapped the broken-down Hui Si Lun with a single punch, then reached out and took out the chip from the side of his head.

“Boss Jingmei, if these cyborgs break the personality chip in their heads, they are basically brain dead, just like ordinary people.”

"Oh? This kind of thing that abandons the body is really unreliable. A card is far too fragile."

The scene quickly quieted down, and the three cybernetic individuals had all their limbs torn off and laid on the ground.

The two cadres ordered their men to pack up all the jewelry, and after consulting with Jingmei, they led a team to escort it back to the factory.

The clinic, now a scene of utter devastation, is now only left with Jingmei and Dujue alive.

Do not break the chips in the heads of the other two people in front of Jingmei.

"Your prosthetic technology is useless against stray dogs."

"But you've seen my skills too. I can handle most things even without the enhanced tattoo."

"Here's what we'll do: the stray dog ​​just happens to be doing business with a chef from District 23. You can come and make contact to prove your worth."

"Are you going to go back on your word? You clearly agreed that if I did this, you would let me join the gang."

Jingmei just smiled dismissively. He was easily angered, not stupid. Did she really think she could control him with just a few words?

“You can ask other people; I only promised to consider it.”

After saying that, Jingmei, too lazy to stay in this shabby place, turned and left.

Instead of standing still and watching the digital clock tick away for half an hour before closing the door again, I felt relieved.

"Luckily, these gang illiterates knew nothing about cybernetic devices, so I had to specifically swap the sound card onto my head."

"These idiots probably don't even know what a personality chip is. They're just wasting my time."

14 molecular gastronomy

Click.

Preventing the insertion of personality chips into radios is probably a hobby of prosthetic doctors, since it's considered an old relic in the city.

However, the radio has some extra ports, which should be due to compatibility issues.

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

Hey!

The continuous noise was giving Du Jue a headache, so he quickly pressed the switch button.

"What's going on? Weren't we supposed to prevent them from coming?"

Absolutely do not allow urban cyborg doctors to modify you; look what they've turned these three guys into.

"Damn it! I trusted you so much, why did you betray me!"

Clearly, without various sensors to perceive the outside world, the three prosthetics were extremely uneasy.

Du Jue went to examine their mechanical corpses and found that the stray dog ​​had really gone all out; the energy devices were all destroyed.

It's unlikely that their bodies will be able to recover anytime soon, and Du Jue doesn't have enough cash to acquire three complete sets of prosthetic bodies.

"I'll just have to make do with you guys staying on the radio, otherwise you won't even be able to talk."

Although this mechanical modification goes slightly beyond prosthetic technology, all that's needed to eliminate it is to add two more chip slots and remove the useless parts.

Avoid stuffing a small radio into your pocket and then plugging in wired headphones.

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

"Are you crazy? Stop yelling."

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

I was sweating profusely from all the shouting, so I quickly switched to the next song.

"What exactly is going on? Can you hear me, Du Jue?"

"Well, this is my way of escaping. Anyway, you're all cybernetically enhanced and can't feel pain."

After a thorough explanation of the background, we will refrain from labeling this chip with the name "silicon strontium".

The next song should be 錒鍩鍀.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I really thought you had abandoned our trust. It scared me to death."

"With your IQ, having you act would be the death of me."

"But why can the three of us speak one at a time?"

"Nonsense, you're all plugged into the radio, I can only listen to one of these at a time."

"What should we do next? I heard that Ai's condition doesn't seem to be very good."

Avoid taking a deep breath and gathering your thoughts.

His rambling nonsense was distracting him, so I stopped immediately and switched to the next song.

First, you need to complete the task assigned by Jingmei to officially join the gang. Then, see if you can persuade Jingmei to expand the gang.

Based on previous observations, besides the leader Jingmei, the only other members of the "stray dogs" group are Zulu and Dino. If there are too many people, they definitely won't be able to manage them all.

If all else fails, we can only try to physically persuade the two cadres to step down.

He was extremely loyal to the organization, and it would be a loss for the organization if he didn't get promoted. He would absolutely not allow anything that was detrimental to the organization's development to happen.

"Don't worry, all of you. I'll find an opportunity while I'm still a stray dog ​​to get you new bodies. That way, you can secretly help me rise to power."

"Once I replace Jingmei as the gang leader, our Iron Brotherhood will easily take over and may even participate in the City Star Thumb meeting!"

[Quick Gambling News reports that the reckless gang Vacuum Fist has dared to provoke the thumb, one of the five fingers. It is likely that the workload of the cleaners will increase significantly.]

Southern Thumb has declared war on Vacuum Fist. I bet these idiots will be wiped out within seven days. What do you think, viewers? Call the hotline to place your bets now, time waits for no one!

This program is sponsored by Company J, guaranteeing that the prize money will be safely delivered to your door!

What the hell?

The Vacuum Fist gang, which I've never heard of in the game, was probably crushed by my thumb this time.

Thinking about this, Du couldn't help but have the idea of ​​placing a bet.

What's so great about working? It's better to win big and become rich overnight.

"Wait! What good is getting rich quick?"

Before I knew it, I was about to gamble, so I quickly switched the radio back on.

"put an end to."

"Hey, you must have heard everything just now, can't you be normal for once?"

"I clearly gave you the money."

"I know, I've switched to your channel now, I can hear you."

"put an end to!"

mute.

We must avoid the situation where we push open the door and wonder if someone has been infected with a virus. Do cyborgs in the city develop electronic psychosis?

"Hey"

I am!

Du Jue was so frightened that he jumped up, simply because the bald Zulu was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the door.

Did this guy just hear something?

He gripped the knife tightly in his pocket.

Having gone to such lengths, there's absolutely no way the plan could fail.

In this chaotic city, he couldn't ensure everyone's safety; at the very least, he had to ensure his own people's survival.

Even if all they have left is a personality chip.

"What? Feeling guilty?"

"You come and you jump too!"

Zulu looked Du Jue up and down, then left the wall.

"Next we're going to District 23. If you don't need to prepare anything, just come with me now."

"What business is in such a hurry?"

“No, you’re currently in the probationary period, so I can be more lenient with your requirements, but you’d better pay attention to etiquette.”

"When a superior is speaking, subordinates are not allowed to interrupt; they must look at the speaker and ask for permission to speak."

"Besides these, there are many other rules and regulations from above, you should be aware of them."

"If you make a mistake, you'll at most get a scolding, but if you encounter someone from the top tier of the 'thumbs,' your mouth will be cut off on the spot."

Avoid suddenly discovering an old acquaintance standing next to a World Wings work experience store.

Run, who was puffing out smoke, glanced at Du Jue almost imperceptibly, but then immediately looked away.

“Boss Zulu, I haven’t eaten a single bite since last night. How about I make do with this for now?”

"Don't go to that molecular gastronomy restaurant; I heard it's from the 23rd ward."

It is possible to discover that Zulus, who appear aloof and taciturn, are actually quite easy to talk to.

"why?"

"Their molecular gastronomy, well, it's hard for me to explain to you."

"Look at this."

Zulu pointed to the excrement on the side of the street.

"I've had caviar made from potatoes and lychees, and braised pork made from rice, elsewhere before. I personally really like this kind of cooking art of decomposition and recombination."

"But this shop's method of decomposing is to starve the raw materials for three days and then eat them to turn them into this."

"People actually eat this?!"

Let's avoid being shocked by the behavior of urban dwellers once again.

"Yes, it's very popular among a niche group of people."

Zulu watched as Du Jue cautiously scanned the restaurant signs around, as if he were a hunter wary of a trap.

Rather than wanting to join, Zulus were more concerned with preserving their existing status.

Even if Jingmei gives the order to kill anyone who doesn't meet the standards, Zulu won't resort to any extra violence. He might even end up working with this kid in the future.

After seeing Du Jue enter a fried rice restaurant, Zulu left without saying a word.

"Hey, did you need something?"

"I'm just here to congratulate you on successfully joining a big gang. You caused quite a stir yesterday."

"It's still far from certain. I need to pass a test before I can officially join, but I hope you'll take my good wishes."

"If you join, don't forget to let me know, and I'll give you a congratulatory gift."

"Brother Run, you're too kind. I should be congratulating you on expanding your network."

What's this guy up to? Is he finally going to take action against stray dogs?

I'm not worried about the issue of financial strength. In the city, money can make you stronger. At worst, I can just take out a loan and go all in.

Even a robot vacuum cleaner, when replaced with an expensive killing weapon, can become a nightmare.

Halfway through the meal, Du Jue made an excuse to leave, as he didn't want to pay for Run's portion.

"Run, is this the one that eliminates corruption?"

Ellie, who was at the next table, got up and came to Run's side, watching Du Jue's departing figure.

“It’s him. I plan to contact Jingmei when the time is right.”

"I thought you were really going to recruit him as a spy."

"That's what I thought before, but didn't you see the news? Thumb is at war, what if the 'Stray Dogs' are preparing for it?"