The supervisor does not die from a debt

PS4: ... how do people talk about things that they don't understand, or even point fingers at them?

236. This is the case when there is more than one heart

Let the supervisor exercise on the treadmill, in essence, just want him to'activate' it. In strenuous exercise, the medicine Lingxian configured can play the biggest role, but because the supervisor has died, he chose this... …

The inhumane high-pressure mode, and can persist for so many days, Tomono is quite and quite admired.

Ling Xian's stereoscopic projection nodded to Tomono, and his attention continued to focus on the data panel in his hand. With the improvement of training, the auxiliary medicine that needs to be given to the supervisor gradually improved its effectiveness. If there is a slight difference, there will be confusion. problem.

Fortunately, Ling Xian has gone through countless simulation exercises, and it is basically impossible to make mistakes in such a place.

Pain is only temporary, and if it can be improved after pain, it is gain.This is also written in the supervisor's manual, but the supervisor just glanced at it and didn't care.

Obviously physical fitness has been improved, but the pain caused by daily training has not decreased but increased. If he could still make some weird babbles when the time was advanced to about fifteen minutes, now it is...

Ling Xian glanced at the monitor, and what appeared on it was not the so-called abstract text, but very vague and somewhat illegible, but it was obviously a revolving lantern in charge of the past life.

Is the training intensity too high?

Ling Xian adjusted the ratio, added an extra dose of cardiotonic to the supervisor, confirmed that his physical signs had returned to above the baseline, and continued to arrange the next training.

Behind the two, Chino quietly watched Ling Xian training while carefully sitting on the supervisor's chair, trying to move her body so that she was facing the supervisor.

Unexpectedly, the supervisor who always deliberately kept his face on purpose, or exaggerated expressions like acting, would actually put on such an expression...well, although it looks a little miserable.

At the same time as the buzzer sounded at the end of the training, the supervisor's movements suddenly stopped, and then slowly slowed down, changing from running wildly to jogging, and finally stood up straight and walked for a while (involuntarily) before stopping.

"After today's training, you have grown a lot. I hope you will not just take this as a task to complete..."

After Lingxian repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem in his state, he bowed slightly and retired, while the supervisor staggered off the treadmill that looked like a torture instrument to him, so he didn't lie on the ground.

As the body function recovers faster and faster, the supervisor has also been trained from the beginning, even if the body recovers, but the mental injury is too large and he refuses to control the body. Now he can stand up straight, and he even has extra energy. The degree of Kazuno's greeting.

"Thanks... Director, that, today I brought a new flavor of bread from the store. Would you like to try it?"

Chino saw that the supervisor was actually still holding on, and immediately jumped off the chair and ran over to help him sit on the supervisor's office chair, and then turn to the table.

Then the supervisor lay on the table without hesitation, and sighed half-deadly: "Just now, for a moment, I felt like I was running along a long river full of red flowers in a trance."

"……Eh?"

"To be honest, there is a black long straight girl on the river, standing on a wooden boat looking at me, seemingly strange about why someone is running on the shore."

"Huh eh eh?"

"If it hadn't been for a sudden lift of energy, maybe I would consider speeding up the run-up, and then jump directly on the boat to see what happened-after all, being chased by a group of storm rats behind me, humans would burst out of their potential."

"No, you can't go there... If you go over there, you won't be able to come back!"

Chino grabbed the supervisor's arm very nervously, but accidentally used too much force, causing the supervisor's arm to turn in a very strange posture.

…………

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The severely injured arm barely recovered under Chino's emergency treatment.Coupled with a spray-based topical agent that Lingxian just sent, the so-called trauma has also disappeared visible to the naked eye.

It’s like going back in time. The swelling and pain are quickly repaired, but the psychological trauma is... like trying to touch a rabbit’s ears, but when the rabbit jumps up and kicks three ribs, it will happen for a while. It's not alright.

The supervisor was a little dumbfounded to play with the keyboard with one hand: "Actually, I just exaggerated it a little bit...Although I did feel dimly that I was running by the river and even saw the revolving lantern, I was not so stupid about jumping into the river or something."

"Right... I'm sorry, that, supervisor... are you still in pain now?"

Chino sat on the paper chair she made herself, a little guilty of not knowing what to do, fiddling with her fingers constantly.

"It doesn't hurt, of course it doesn't hurt... If I say it still hurts now, I'm so sorry for the free medicine Lingxian gave me-so let's say, every time you take a break after get off work, then the employees, Is there a curfew too?"

When the subject was changed by the supervisor, Chino was slightly relieved, and she blinked and looked at the screen wall...to make it light up.

In the picture, in the staff rest area where the light is already slightly dimmed, only a few scattered staff are walking. In addition, there are also patrolmen with light-emitting armbands, holding light-emitting alarms and weapons.

"In fact, although there is no curfew, at any time, someone in the company must be awake...remain vigilant and guard against any possible danger..."

Chino said this softly, zooming in on the screen, and outside Aoba's psychological clinic, Aoba Masa and Futaba were sitting on a bench, each holding a cup of steaming drink, and seemed to be talking about something.

When the supervisor was about to say something, Tomano tilted his head slightly and zoomed out the picture lightly: "Miss Futaba, the state is not so good recently...Everyone can see it, but there is no way...because it can be collected. There is so much new information..."

Would Futaba suddenly strike at work one day?In other words, in the next few days, it is better to slow down the work progress first?

When the supervisor raised this question, Tomano looked very serious, even a bit like a bunny with pricked ears.

"Absolutely not... Supervisor, every new discovery of yours means progress to the company... So, don't think of'this way' is fine."

After less than half a second, Chino couldn't hold his face, and lowered his head with red cheeks: "This is what everyone told me... said yes, it can be used to encourage the supervisor like this..."

So cute--

However, there was still a little pain in his arm, which made the supervisor afraid to act rashly.

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PS: Thank you Jead05 for your reward~

PS4: ...I struggle between touching and updating every day, and I'm going to die in pain...

237. Keep calm at all times

There are many items in the supervisor's manual, and sometimes they are even detailed to what a certain thing happens in a certain state, which indicates what.

So most of the time, the supervisor treats it as a suspense novel...just like he used Shanhaijing as a recipe.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the supervisor didn't see anything.On the contrary, reading casually like this will memorize much more than just staring at the terms.

"So...what's the situation now, although I have told people that there is such a book that can have beautiful dreams under the pillow, but I have never heard of nightmares."

The supervisor breathed smoothly, as if he was accustomed to running to the opposite side of the long corridor, and there were all indescribable and collapsed facilities along the way. Behind him, a group of constantly changing body shapes, without fixing the flesh and teeth , There are creatures composed of muddy eyeballs, chasing him.

"To sort it out, yes, I should be sleeping right now, so this must be a dream, but according to the supervisor's manual, you can't relax being chased by anything at any time. If you can escape, you must escape, otherwise the consequences... , Anyway, let's run."

The experience of being armed for many times has given the supervisor quite some experience in adapting. He is already familiar with adapting to this body that may not belong to him, so he runs very easily.

The long corridor seemed to have no end, and the group behind... a Shuggs didn't mean to stop at all. Obviously, the supervisor too, in this silent chase, the supervisor yawned boredly.

It would be great if there was a countdown, a small map, or a task panel UI at this time...Speaking of which, did you do something before going to bed today?

Thinking constantly in his mind, the supervisor first filtered the glass pile driver and the plumber's self-made map that could fall to death on the second floor, and then suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had discussed the boat in a bottle with Chino.

Then I told her about the deep sea monster that was hit by a fishing boat and couldn't take care of himself.