The supervisor does not die from a debt

The Supervisor Doesn't Die From Owe

"No, no, no, no need to splash water, I'm just a little surprised, really! You see I'm very calm now!"

On the computer screen, Christina stared at the supervisor quietly for a while before disappearing.Since she claims to be the company's only super AI, she is very busy thinking about it.

The contents of the folder are meaningless to the company's operations, because it is just a game—yes, all the games in the supervisor's previous computer have been stuffed into the folder.

And it is not a shortcut.

So, let’s play two of my favorite FPS games to relax, and if you have time, touch GAL a little bit.

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I fully exercised my skills, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the reserves in this computer were much more than expected. As a result, the supervisor who was obsessed with exploring new content did not remember until the time in the corner jumped to 00.00. Must rest.

Leaving the chair, the monitor turned off automatically, and the light from nowhere on top of the head slowly dimmed. The fatigue that came from the bottom of my heart made the supervisor involuntarily yawn.

It's time to rest.I pray that when I wake up tomorrow, I can return to my small room that is not very tidy but very reassuring... No, but there is wisdom here. If this is a dream, it would be too weird.

Digging over whether to pray that this is a longer dream or accept the reality, the supervisor walked to the long sofa and stretched his waist. When he was about to take off the'super uniform', a drop came from the table. Dididi' ringtone.

If I remember correctly, the comprehensive fax machine seems to be true, with a receiver... But who would call the supervisor so late?

Back to the table, when he reached out to pick up the phone, the ringing stopped abruptly, and the room was so quiet that only his own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

Isn't this company haunting? If you listen carefully, the room is indeed incredibly quiet. If it weren't for the dim light overhead to barely illuminate everything, the supervisor would doubt if the company had a blackout.

Suddenly, the phone's ringing rang quickly, from silent to noisy. The ringing hit the eardrum, as if to penetrate the brain. A creepy premonition stimulated the supervisor's nerves and made him hesitate.

The ringtone continued, and the supervisor suddenly took a few breaths. For a moment, he almost forgot to breathe-but now, he realized that the ringtone was not terrible.

Is everything just an illusion...?

The bell kept urging, the endless ringing, and there was a tendency to keep making noise without answering. In order to go to bed earlier, the supervisor finally picked it up.

"Hello? Where is it...huh?"

What came from the microphone was an extremely uneven gasp, as if dozens of people were on the other end of the phone, and a feeling of stickiness, hard to describe, and a slight rattling sound kept coming from there. .

"Zh... lord... slightly..."

"Lord? What, supervisor. Yes, I am the new supervisor today, may I ask you who?"

The other party paused for a while, as if he had stopped breathing, there was only deathly silence over the microphone.

Just when the supervisor thought it was okay, a noisy and panic burst out of the microphone, as if the vocal cords of dozens of people were superimposed on each other and shouting at the same time.

"Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor! Supervisor!!! Supervisor!!! Supervisor!!! ■■■——"

Fear is like an invisible hand, tightly gripping the supervisor's heart, and like countless sharp needles piercing his brain, from the eardrum to the brain and even the whole body, he was shocked and unable to move by the inhuman roar.

The telephone communication suddenly made a harsh noise, and then suddenly disconnected, leaving only the busy tone...At the same time, whether it was the room lighting, the monitor, or the screen wall, all of them shone dazzlingly red.

In such a space, the supervisor stood there coldly, keeping the posture of holding the phone motionless until Christina's figure appeared in the screen wall.

She was obviously expressionless, but she looked quite surprised, and even stopped for one and a half seconds insignificantly.

"The emergency plan is cancelled and it is great to see that you are still alive. At least you don't need to spend a lot of energy to deal with the damage you caused."

The supervisor tried hard to control his body, but after the coldness and numbness receded, a feeling of exhaustion flooded into his brain. He fell to the ground so softly with the microphone, he fell into a coma without the strength to even reply. .

Christina stood on the screen, in her office, quietly looking at the supervisor lying on the ground: "Lower level work, the suppression has been completed, yes, this time the supervisor is very special."

"Your question exceeds the authority and will not be answered. Perform the repair process and prepare tomorrow's extract."

Looking at the supervisor who was lying on the floor last, Chris slowly disappeared into the screen wall.

Then, he lowered several mechanical arms from the ceiling, lifted him up steadily, moved to the long sofa and put it down, then retracted silently.

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12. Come and say hello to your new job partner

The excitement of the first day's work is enough to make ordinary people mentally confused, and a little more serious may even lead to sequelae that are difficult to eradicate.But for supervisors, only part of the situation meets.

Maybe it's because I often come into contact with those crazy works, or maybe it's because the supervisor has a big heart-certainly not the kind in the physical sense.

So much so that apart from the initial panic that originated from the biological instinct, let alone the sequelae, the supervisor did not even have a nightmare before being awakened by the wake-up bell.

After getting up with the bell, it was a soothing piano song as always. I couldn't hear which world-famous song it was. After all, the supervisor was not an omnipotent person, just knew it was good.

Rubbing his head and sitting up, the supervisor felt refreshed unexpectedly, as if he had never slept better than this time...So, he sat on the sofa for a few more minutes before officially getting up, and then Go to the other side of the room to wash.

The slightly low temperature water dissipated the last trace of sleepiness. The supervisor grabbed the towel and turned around and saw that the screen wall over there was already lit.In the red and black background like yesterday, cartoon images of three containment chambers swayed gently on the screen.

Does a new anomaly come in every day...?

He quickly sat back on the chair, and cast his eyes on the three containment chambers that were swaying, but couldn't get a glimpse of it. Fortunately, it still gave a little clue.

[O-05-61: You can live without fear of death!

F-09-500: It only needs to be taken once, it is enough.

[O-02-56: People have committed sins since a long time ago "Why do they do this? Even if they know it is full of sin?"]

It is impossible to judge their situation and guess the degree of danger only with a brief explanation, so the supervisor chose to roll the pencil after thinking for a while.

Subjective judgment will affect you, pencil will not, probably.

After Gululu's scrolling was over, the supervisor looked at the third containment item and pointed the pencil at it, but whether he really had to choose... still hesitated.

"The description of the first item is very sharp, and the second one sounds like it is to be eaten. Forget about the unknown items in your mouth, so you can only choose 3."

Following gaze confirmation, the third containment chamber slowly sank, and then the screen wall went black.When it turned on again, Christina was already sitting in her office, and the large screen behind her was lit as before, and she couldn't see the reality.

"It seems that you have begun to adapt to the supervisor's job. There was an accident yesterday, please don't worry, it is not something you need to contact now."

So is it possible to come into contact with it in the future?

"From your expression, you can see that you are very upset. If you want to resign, you can sign the "Resignation Application" in the drawer on your right hand side at any time and submit it to me."

The supervisor immediately waved his hand and put the pencil in the pen holder: "I am full of enthusiasm for this job. I haven't thought about leaving for the time being. Right... Then what, if there is nothing wrong, just start today's work?"

What it means to resign, the supervisor knows very well that it also means losing one's value in the company, and maybe it will be dealt with immediately.