I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

"Actually, I value my partner's personality more."

The fried chicken shop employee, wearing an apron, frowned as she looked at the lunatic in front of her, rolled her eyes, and then turned to serve other customers.

"Sir, if you're not buying, please don't block the way."

Du Jue, lost in thought, then realized that the shop assistant was calling him and quickly made way for the people in line behind him.

He didn't regret cursing Wim; such scum deserved to die.

So what if he gets revenge? As long as he keeps getting promoted, becoming a top-notch finisher is just around the corner. He suddenly felt a sense of relief and borrowed the fried chicken that the person next to him had just bought to eat.

"Are you fucking crazy?! This is the first time I've ever seen someone rob someone of fried chicken. I'm talking to you!"

Don't just throw all the money in your pocket at him, leaving him stunned. Then borrow a motorcycle next to the fried chicken shop.

"You bastard! You stole my chicken and now you're stealing my motorcycle! You really don't respect me at all!"

"Sorry, I'll return it to you later."

"Give me back my horse's head!"

In front of the rabbit house.

Wim was still dealing with the wealthy people who had participated in the gambling. She patiently offered a compensation plan for the accident, which gradually reduced the noise on the other end of the communicator.

She put away her communicator, looked up at the fairytale-style rabbit house, and couldn't help but reminisce about her first encounter with performance art.

Suddenly, Wim threw the exquisite and gorgeous human skin painting in his hand to the ground, completely disregarding the artwork that had been the subject of fierce bidding among numerous buyers, and began to browse the information about Lead Gray Symphony.

"This kind of super chorus is unprecedented and breathtaking. I must create a work of art that surpasses this magnificent spectacle."

"I really envy that guy for being able to witness that soul-stirring wailing firsthand. I can't even imagine what that must have been like!"

"Compared to that, what I did was child's play. What do you think? Absolutely not."

Wim smiled as he looked at Du Jue at the street corner. The guy had obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he almost fell down after getting off the motorcycle, clearly exhausted.

Even she was quite surprised. This guy had been parading all night and still had the energy to come and PK with her offline. She simply couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Du Jue silently injected himself with a pneumatic syringe. He had no interest in talking to a dead man, and exhaled a wisp of smoke that blocked his view.

Even though he was very tired at the moment, the powerful resilience brought by the many workshop weapons on his body allowed Du Jue to forcibly control his body with just his consciousness.

He can keep fighting as long as he wants, unless his body can't take it and he dies suddenly.

Wow!

Colorful little balls fell from Wim's sleeves and trouser legs, almost covering the road in front of the rabbit house like dust being shaken off.

"Hmph, since you're in such a hurry, let's create together."

Blood pump!

Smoke billowed out, and neither the human eye nor cameras could penetrate the eerie haze; the details of the battle could only be glimpsed from its spiraling outlines.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Wim, hastily drawing his paintbrush and pistol to engage in battle, quickly deflected over a dozen rapid attacks from all angles, staggering backward and blocking the door of the rabbit house.

Tear!

A blade sharper than she could have imagined pierced her chest. Wim didn't even have time to swing his pistol before the long-lost pain of flesh being torn apart struck.

Wim finally stopped hiding his madness and actually raised his hand to grasp the blade of the Blood-Nourishing Sword, thrusting the sharp short spear towards Du Jue's head.

"Come in with me!"

Seeing that the tip of the Blood-Nourishing Sword had only pierced halfway, Du Jue immediately realized that the fabric of the clothes this guy was wearing was not ordinary, and he had to attack her unprotected head.

Instead of stepping back to avoid the danger, skillfully turn your head to the right.

puff!

The paintbrush-shaped short gun pierced precisely into the gap between Du Jue's collarbone and neck, and half of the short gun actually penetrated Du Jue's body completely, almost piercing his heart!

"What is this? It looks perfect as paint."

Wim stared in astonishment at the hardened smoke that enveloped his paintbrush and his palm, and suddenly felt a tremendous resistance.

Before she could take a second look, a bright light made her involuntarily squint.

Kill Wim!

Du Jue gripped the boning knife with all his might and thrust it forward. Its bone-severing properties allowed it to cleave the opponent's right arm in two, instantly splitting his right hand in two.

"Ugh!"

Wim screamed in agony as he saw the boning knife hurtling towards his head again. Finally, he showed his terror and reached behind him with his left hand to open the door to the rabbit house.

She leaned back and barely dodged the fall.

Bang bang bang.

Numerous tiny crackling sounds rang out, and Du Jue immediately noticed that the white smoke from all directions had been dyed in various colors, and an inexplicable fear instantly welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehehe, would you like to try the 'Prelude of Fear' that I extracted from the chorus with me?"

Wim's voice, full of pride and boasting, rang out. Although she was caught off guard and didn't even have any paint with her, her latest artwork was sure to bring her an absolutely novel experience.

Immediately, her breathing quickened and her pupils dilated as if she had seen something terrifying.

"That's it, that's the feeling! But it's not enough! I need to scream it out!"

"Ugh."

However, when Wim looked up at Du Jue, he was completely stunned, because Du Jue was surrounded by gray mist, and countless blood-red characters for "death" were flowing on his body.

He let out a low, mournful howl, like the roar of a wild beast. Wim felt that the dosage of this fear gas was very wrong; the concentration should not have reached such a level.

Moreover, this shape seems very familiar.

Do not forcibly pull the short gun out of the body; the death energy will quickly repair the corpse, restoring its body to its original state.

"Etc., etc!"

Wim spoke with ecstatic joy, ignoring her injuries and fear, and screamed like a fangirl.

Unfortunately, the only response to the veto was a clean and decisive shot.

Boom!

The paintbrush-shaped pistol pierced Wim's head in an instant, ending all her words!

The deactivated death aura vanished without a backward glance, leaving the rabbit house filled with a swirling, softening smoke that made it seem like a dreamlike wonderland.

"Fireworks, here you go."

Rumble!

The exquisite rabbit house suddenly exploded, the violent blast even sweeping away all the smoke, leaving only Du Jue's slowly departing figure on the street.

76

Chapter 76 Prosthetic Body Modification.

Extreme weakness made Du Jue's legs weak, and even with his extremely high resilience, he could not walk. But if he did not leave now, it would be bad if he encountered the Ring Finger trouble again.

However, he had already instructed the three men to hand over Park Hye to Olga, as they were too far away at the moment.

Du Jue dragged the Blood-Nourishing Sword with all his might, the tip of the sword scraping against the ground with a screeching sound. People nearby all gave way when they saw him doing this.

Elena, are you there?

"I am listening."

A cold hand slipped under Du Jue's armpit and supported his left side. Du Jue's tense nerves relaxed and he leaned against her. She had no fragrance, only a faint smell of blood.

To be honest, Du Jue was a little surprised to have such a relationship with a blood demon who killed without hesitation, but he quickly realized that he could also be considered a blood demon.

They are birds of a feather.

"Why do you kill people from the Ring Fingers? Do you want to be hunted down by the association like me? You can't escape a piece of flesh like me and still survive."

I don't like her.

Elena was momentarily speechless at the concise and clear answer. She then rubbed her chin against her neck, which was covered with veins, and found it quite comfortable.

Du Jue was too weak to stop the sharp teeth that kept twitching the blood vessels in his neck, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a group of people surrounding him.

"Uh, what's going on?"

Covering his head, he slowly got up from the sofa. Du Jue felt that he was in an unexpectedly good state, and immediately turned to ask Pianjiang with some nervousness.

"Could I have slept for a whole day and night?!"

There's still some wrap-up work to be done in this operation!

Moreover, Du Jue already had a way to find that executive from Company K. Anyway, he didn't care about having too many lice, so he might as well use Lead Gray Symphony to do this last job.

Now that things are settled, he should focus all his energy on joining Company L.

"No, it's just that you were extremely tired and anemic when you came back, so I gave you a high-concentration injection. Now your body should be back to a completely healthy state."

anemia?

After searching the room and finding no trace of Elena, Du Jue immediately understood what had happened. He silently reminded himself not to make the same mistake again, or he might be eaten by her if he wasn't careful.

Suddenly he noticed that Olivia was holding her fingers worriedly, and when she saw Du Jue looking over, she even picked up the doll next to her.

The touch of a young girl's tender cheek came from my palm, somewhat like light, fluffy cotton.

"Why don't you not go, Brother Du? I'll take care of the invitation issue!"

After seeing Du Jue alive and well, Du Jue nonchalantly left with the other two cyborgs, while Park Hui comforted her dazed younger sister, Park Hye.

It seems that none of these people explained the whole story to Olivia, a child, so much so that she was unaware that things had progressed to a certain stage.

"How do you plan to solve this?"

Du Jue picked Olivia up and put her on the sofa, but her expression didn't resemble a child throwing a tantrum at all; instead, she stared at him with a serious look.

“I asked Finn about the ring finger. In short, I am Master Wim’s artwork, so she definitely won’t do anything to me in this exhibition.”

"Then when I grow up and can earn money, I can get a prosthetic body like Sister Ai and protect myself, and I can also help you."

Du Jue, who was originally relaxed, changed his expression drastically upon hearing this. Did he really have to become neither human nor ghost? What kind of thing has the personality chip that modified his entire body with cybernetic implants turned him into?

He didn't understand hammer-firing technology, but he did understand prosthetic modification, which, if it went as far as the brain, would be a devastation of human consciousness.

"No, you absolutely must not get prosthetic body modifications!"

"why?"

Olivia was clearly puzzled, hugging the doll and leaning against Du Jue.

"Why else? Because there's no turning back from cybernetic modifications! Do you really want your naturally beautiful body to become cold steel, with all your consciousness stored in a tiny personality chip?"

Du Jue let out a long sigh, somewhat bewildered that such insane technology was not being banned at all. What the hell were the leaders doing?

Then the plastic bag containing the sandwiches hit him on the head, spilling hot lettuce and ham all over him. Du Jue turned around and saw that it was Ai back, and his heart sank.

"Screw it! Go to hell!"

"You think I don't know that the guy who brought you back is the Blood Demon from before? I saw you used to like being a good person and doing good deeds, how come you're getting all lovey-dovey with this blood-sucking thing!"

"You don't discriminate against Blood Demons, but you're discriminating against me?! Beautiful body, my foot! Is it because my cyborg body can't sleep with you?!"

"Go to hell, Du Jue!"

Du Jue was stunned by the torrent of curses and only realized what was happening when he turned to leave. He hurriedly got up to chase after him.

However, Olivia's childlike voice rang out joyfully, as if she hadn't been frightened at all by the commotion.

"I'll listen to Brother Du Jue. I'm so pretty, I definitely won't get a prosthetic body. Or should I become that Blood Demon?"

Can't you guys be normal for once?!

Even the Blood Demon cannot change!

"You are you! I am me! Don't become some kind of mess because of me, I don't need it!"

He hurriedly left those words and rushed out the door. When he looked up, he saw the furious man kicking the guillotine knife vending machine.

He cautiously approached, and Ai immediately turned around and yelled at him.