The supervisor does not die from a debt

"I am not obligated to make food. For me, as long as I have energy, it is enough. The detection of a slight increase in the supervisor's heart rate will cause me trouble, so this fact must be clarified."

Sure enough, and if it was really food made by the AI ​​with a very poisonous mouth in front of him, the supervisor would even suspect that there were deadly metal pieces or poison in it.

Poke the egg coat on the outside of the omelet rice with the spoon delivered at the same time, and the heat rushes along with a sweet and sour aroma. This kind of food is exquisitely made and very homely, and the craftsmanship is also very skilled... I always feel that it is From the same person.

Satisfied, he stuffed rice with egg jelly and sauce, as well as diced chicken and carrots into his mouth. The supervisor glanced at the desktop computer monitor and found that the time had indeed fallen back to before work in the morning.

Although I have confirmed it once before, I feel...untrue no matter how you look at it.

Christina sat there quietly and waited for the supervisor to wipe out half of the omelet before continuing to say: "Every supervisor has special emotions for the employees he met for the first time. I am afraid that they will die and do not want to send. Dangerous work, falling into the abyss of self-blame because of the death of the employee."

The supervisor chewed on the soft rice grains, swallowed them into his stomach and scratched his head: "How can I put it... you have said that the employees absolutely trust the supervisor, and I can't live up to this trust."

He put down his spoon and spread his hand: "It sounds like some kind of fraternity or Notre Dame theory, but in fact I don't know how to describe this idea-for the time being, I don't want to use the role I cultivated when I play XCOM. The reason for giving it away."

Christina nodded slightly: "Your way of understanding is different from that of other supervisors. I hope you can maintain this rational thinking and use the company's property properly, instead of being caught in self-blame as a former supervisor. He stopped moving, and was eventually fired."

Nodded, the supervisor earnestly finished the warm soup and the omelet rice that can fill the stomach-said it was breakfast, but it was already lunch.

Then he patted his cheeks with both hands: "Okay, cheer up, and thank the...mysterious man who provided me food by the way."

"Your job is to collect energy. In addition, your requirements will be met within the company's ability... The hormone secretion and heart rate increase of the supervisor is detected. It is recommended to use a long-term ice water mixture to rinse and decompress."

"No, no, I'm fine... Well, what? Let's start work first, yes, work."

The supervisor hurriedly sat down. When Christina said these words, she felt an inexplicable eagerness to try. It seemed that as long as the supervisor dared to continue to talk about the topic, those things that sounded like just talking would really come to him.

The picture on the screen slowly faded, and what appeared again was a familiar, extremely simple work preparation picture.

[Control Department] On the interface, five employees have been prepared, including the previously dead Krode, whose body was placed in the containment room, all displayed on the employee interface.

And in the third abnormal grid, there is still a question mark with the word'unknown' written under it. It seems that all the work on this day has to be done from scratch.

Shrugging, the supervisor allowed himself to concentrate and started the third day of work.

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29. So, is this considered as the second week, or is it the second attempt?

The third day's work began, except for the newcomer, Kroder, who was a little confused, and Roman who had only worked for one day.The other three employees have been rewarded as permanent employees for working in the control department for many days.

The control department emblem on the arm makes Roman and Krode envy, because it means that the department will also dedicate resources to the three Justin, which is definitely better than the two of them.

Roman cheered himself up. After work today, he will also be promoted to a resident employee, although until now, walking on the steel corridor has made him tremble-but as long as he can do his job well, pay Salary can be continuously improved.

She seemed to think of the beautiful girl who was waiting for her at home.Roman patted his face vigorously, and was patted from behind by Joseph, almost choking himself to death without breathing.

"Do, what do you do! Almost scared me to death..."

"Sorry, sorry, what? I'm going to work for [Little Bird] first, so be prepared. It really hurts to be bitten by that guy. If the pain can be a little bit milder. Anyway, I got off work yesterday. Where did your kid go..."

He quickly dismissed Joseph, who became a little chatty, in a few words, Roman sighed, turned his head and looked at Claude, who was sitting in his resting chair, holding a glass of water in a daze.

"What's wrong with you? Now is not the time to be in a daze."

Krod looked at him, then at the cup in his hand, then looked up at the monitor prepared for them with details of today's work.

He rubbed his forehead: "Well...how can I say, I feel a little nostalgic for some reason, as if I had worked here in my previous life."

On the other chair, Joey was snoozing secretly. She lowered her head slightly, as if adding a topic to her dream: "Yawn... It is said that the dead employee will someday... suddenly seem like something Go back to work like nothing happened..."

What's the situation with this kind of urban legend-like rumors? Fortunately, Miss Christina never manages the small talk between employees, as long as it does not affect the work.

While chatting, the walkie-talkie on Claude's waist rang, and as always, Christina's voice came out: "Stop your current behavior immediately and go to communicate with [teddy bear]."

Shrugging, Claude stood up immediately, greeted the two colleagues, and walked in the direction of the containment room.

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The supervisor can also see some of the employee’s conversations, but only to see it.So sitting in his chair, the supervisor propped his arm, and subconsciously pointed his finger at the observation report that was rewritten by him.

He hesitated for a while, then suddenly asked, "Tomono, although I restarted today's work, the employees don't seem to have any memory of this day...but you should remember?"

"Ah... yes, as department heads, resetting the working day or going back in the past, we can all remember... May I ask?"

Looking at Chino’s little head, the supervisor thought for a while: “Then, can you repeat the work of the last day for me? I have to deal with the information that I just obtained, and... uh, let Justin give it to I will send a report of his knowledge."

This time, Christina did not show up, and Tomano nodded obediently: "Okay, I understand... But... Do all the work processes have to be repeated?"

"[Teddy Bear] It’s not possible there. After finishing one job, let Kroder stand by. If there is another meltdown, let Joey go down and replace it again, no problem."

This is an attempt made by the supervisor just after thinking about it for a while. Regarding the abnormalities that have been ascertained for most of the information and can be managed normally, whether they can be handed over to the department supervisor to assign work.

Obviously, the company also considered the problem that the supervisor would be overwhelmed with more departments in the future, so this attempt was successful.

Now that Chino can make the assignment, the supervisor immediately sat up straight, pulled the notebook to the front, flipped through his records, and at the same time turned on the computer monitor to create a new electronic document.

On the wall of the screen, the remaining images added by the cognitive filter slowly dissipated. The doll lady who was dressed in an extraordinarily old fashion but had a special charm reappeared in the containment room and her name changed to [(temporary Ding) The Old Woman].

Justin went inside to work, as always, kneeled down on one knee, reached out to make contact with the abnormality, and kept this position motionless, just like the third day before-the difference is that this time the supervisor did not detour .

At twice the speed, the speed of completion of the work is naturally different, just after reading the files for a while, the first-level convergence alarm will arrive as scheduled, and at the same time, Christina's words will come.

"You seem to be full of enthusiasm again, and you are different from what I understand."

The supervisor moved his finger and took out the keyboard hidden under the table: "How can I say it? Maybe I found a possible solution. At least I have to record my thoughts so that I don't forget the details."

While talking, the fax machine on the table started to move, and a few papers full of text were sent to the supervisor's table. He immediately picked it up and looked at it.

Then he held his forehead, frowned and looked at Justin's report, especially about the experience of fighting an unknown and trembling monster in that dreamlike world.

After Chino and Christina's finishing touches, the supervisor can fully imagine what it was like at that time... While thinking about it this way, the fax machine continued to spit out new paper.

It was a very realistic picture drawn with a pencil. The supervisor saw at a glance the Hunter's Workshop, which had been seen countless times, and only existed in the depths of the dream under the dark clouds.

Isn't this just right?

Fingers fluttered, and a continuous tapping sound rang out in this supervisor's office.In the picture on the screen wall, everyone is taking vigilant responses, using the latest researched countermeasures to manage those abnormalities.

The supervisor, on the other hand, made full use of his own speed-pass game experience and wrote a detailed strategy in the document.In the corner of his monitor, Christina appeared there quietly, occasionally saying a word or two for the supervisor to modify the smoothness of the document.

Intensified research on [abnormal self] is the cornerstone of company progress, which will make energy production more efficient.