The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 833 - 563: Peacock: You Dare Compete with Me for This?
CHAPTER 833: CHAPTER 563: PEACOCK: YOU DARE COMPETE WITH ME FOR THIS?
"Trading the Monkey Claw for this cloak, are you crazy?"
"Are you out of your mind? If you had told me you had this, forget about the Red Dragon Cloak, I’d catch you a Red Dragon’s head instead."
"Mr. Peacock, quickly bring out something more impressive to pressure him hard!"
The auction hall suddenly turned into chaos.
Peacock ignored the hecklers and instead raised her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through space to look at Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng avoided her gaze, looking inwardly calm and composed.
Who knows if this woman can kill with her eyes; there’s no need to confront her head-on at this moment.
"I’ll add this to my bid."
Peacock retracted her gaze and took out a roll of white paper.
With a casual flick, the paper unfurled in the air, revealing a banner.
The banner bore ten crooked characters large.
"You bastard boss, give back my hard-earned money!"
"The wage recovery banner, upon use, can represent all employees under the enemy’s command being owed or deducted wages, causing corresponding true damage."
"The higher the enemy’s position and more employees under their command, the higher the true damage multiplier, up to a maximum of 200%."
The projector explained the function of the banner.
"Good gracious."
Liu Zheng exclaimed.
A max 200% damage increase, and it’s true damage, this thing is practically an assassin of capitalists.
But is Peacock not afraid someone will use this against her if she trades it away?
She doesn’t seem like a conscientious employer who would ensure employee benefits.
"Good gracious, Mr. Peacock has really revealed something extraordinary. Fortunately, our auction house pays our staff salaries on time, otherwise, I’d be too scared to host."
Penguin Captain joked.
Some of the collectors present felt similarly uneasy.
"But wasn’t this item already taken into the Garbage Processing Plant by that ’Mad Lawyer’? How did it end up in your hands?"
Penguin Captain asked.
The "Mad Lawyer" was a legendary figure in the Metropolis. Initially, he was just a small-time lawyer handling divorce and debt dispute cases, but then he inexplicably started taking wage recovery cases.
Maybe due to his skill level or dumb luck, he won many cases at first, leading more and more wage-deprived people to seek his help.
And the "Mad Lawyer" got more adept with each case, to the point that even top lawyers couldn’t best him in court.
Given this, the defendants had no choice but to defeat him outside the courtroom.
Fortunately, they underestimated the "Mad Lawyer’s" prowess, and he successfully escaped the first assassination attempt.
For some reason, employees owed wages formed an astoundingly united and disciplined group.
They organized themselves, providing 24/7 protection to the "Mad Lawyer," acting as human shields.
When one person fell, another would take their place; if a hundred fell, another hundred would replace them.
Under such protection, the "Mad Lawyer" survived to see the court date and won a significant case, recovering over 80 million in wages and over 30 million in injury compensation in one go, almost breaking a large company’s finances.
This time, the defendants could no longer tolerate him.
On a moonless, windless night, a group of shadowy yet coordinated people stealthily approached the "Mad Lawyer’s" residence and launched an attack.
They were armed with equipment from the Deep Sea Empire and many high-quality Extraordinary Items, which the ordinary employees couldn’t withstand, soon being slaughtered to the last.
Even other residents in the building were killed to ensure no information leaked.
Brightly colored blood flowed from the rooftop, down to the unit entrance, with screams never penetrating the soundproof barrier.
However, when the clouds dispersed and the blood moon reappeared, the one emerging from the unit entrance was the "Mad Lawyer," and only the "Mad Lawyer."
He walked out past the barrier, loudly calling out to awaken other residents to witness him and the banner in his hand.
Then he vanished into the night.
That very night, many company bosses were killed in their luxury homes, cars, and clubs.
Later, it was heard that the "Mad Lawyer," pursued by the Security Department, had no choice but to flee into the Garbage Processing Plant.
After that, there was no more news.
Eventually, no lawyer dared to take on large volumes of wage recovery cases anymore, at most selectively handling one or two for City Hall.
Because after that, the City Hall implemented relevant policies, strictly enforcing regulations on wage arrears and deductions.
"I visited the Garbage Processing Plant."
Peacock said nonchalantly.
As for the fate of the "Mad Lawyer," it went without saying.
"What a cursed woman."
After hearing the projector recount the "Mad Lawyer’s" exploits, Liu Zheng’s dislike for Peacock deepened.
The "wage recovery banner" tilted the scales of victory significantly toward Peacock’s side.
After all, the "Monkey Claw That Can’t Grant Wishes" was just an amalgamation of two urban legends, having lost its functionality.
While the "wage recovery banner" wasn’t just a powerful weapon but also a testament to a major event that led to new policies in the City Hall, its value as a collectible was overwhelming.
And adding this item to the auction indicated one thing, Peacock was getting serious.