The supervisor does not die from a debt

"do not worry."

The supervisor suddenly interrupted her and put his hand on the panel of the workbench again: "Although I will lose a lot of things, I still have some confidence in my memory."

The door of the containment chamber slid open silently, and the supervisor felt a slightly cold breath coming on his face, turned his head to Aoba and smiled confidently.

"I will do everything possible to advance the work progress and protect everyone's safety...Well, who made me the supervisor?"

After the supervisor stepped into the containment room and the door slowly closed, Aoba stood there quietly.She took out the work board, looked at the frontal shot of the supervisor Yi He Luo reflected on the screen, smiled confidently when she said those words, and inexplicably relaxed.

After a few clicks skillfully, after setting the background of the work board, Aoba hung it behind her waist: "Miss Chris, I will trouble you for the rest of the aftermath. If the retrospective facility is warmed up, I will Do you send back-up staff to help you?"

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Stepping into the containment chamber, the low temperature rushing over made the supervisor unpleasantly shake his tail. What caught your eyes, or would never ignore it, was placed behind the yellow and black warning line with a figure drawn on it. Canvas for employee portraits.

Even if the supervisor appeared in the containment chamber with this appearance, it did not change.

Curiously approached, the supervisor knew very little about painting, and only felt that "wow, this painting is great", other than that, there is no other feeling.

Suddenly remembering the behavior of the previous employees, the supervisor picked up a paintbrush stained with indescribable and mottled paint from the supporting shelf next to it, and when he looked at the frame again, it finally changed.

On the canvas, the employee's portrait was erased from the head a little bit. This dusty portrait came alive and erased the image of the previous user from the screen.

At this moment, the supervisor suddenly made an unexpected move... He stretched out his hand, pressed it on the part of the canvas that was being erased, and threw away the mottled paintbrush at the same time, his eyes widened. Looking at the canvas that has become white.

As if there was something...or rather, there was something there.

The touch in the hand is not rough cloth, but a smooth, mirror-like cold texture. Now, it is starting from the area touched by the supervisor's fingers, slowly fading away from its white appearance, revealing its true appearance.

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312. How did you do it and not be surprised at the abnormality?

The canvas is like paint washed with water, slowly fading away all the external color, like a mirror with the paint on the back washed off, for the first time in front of the supervisor, it reveals its true appearance.

So this is not painting at all...?

The back of the'canvas' reflects a brightly colored, but absolutely incomprehensible world, without revealing the appearance of the director, just like ordinary glass.

Even the feeling to the touch is the same.The supervisor noticed that the employee portrait drawn on the mirror is not drawn on the surface-it is inside, that is, the painting may only be a'window' for external interaction.

Almost the entire'person' is lying on the canvas or window, the supervisor carefully looks inside, excluding those light-colored paints, what the supervisor sees is the colors that are rushing over the face, the world constructed.

The colorfulness is not enough to describe the things he sees, but it is strange and distorted. If you want to describe the lifelike creatures, they are too pale.

Just'watching' outside, the supervisor almost thought that he was going to fall into this world constructed by'colors'.

In the center of these colors, with Hero's visual ability, the supervisor found his goal...or rather, an unexpected goal.

The supervisor thought that he would see an automatic pen, or a canvas that he could apply paint on himself, but sitting there was a man with long blond hair and a paintbrush in his hand, sitting tall. On her chair, a girl with expressionless face was performing painting.

Although there is a slight difference from the image, she is obsessed with painting, and even the splashed paint from the end of the brush has turned into a flower... it should be correct.

Anomalies are born from human cognition, but there are also anomalies that are abnormalized by humans and creatures with traits... Therefore, the supervisor is not surprised.

Maybe it is clear.

"...Miss Shiina Mashiro, right? I am the director of this company. Would you like to tell me a little bit..."

The other party didn't respond, she continued to draw on her hand, and she didn't put down the brush until a complete picture of Helo was drawn on the canvas.

Then he jumped off his chair, stepped on the colored ground, and walked towards this side.

"Oh hello."

Fortunately, she was still wearing something that looked like a bed sheet... The supervisor suddenly saw a place near the drawing board and the chair, similar to a bed and pillow, which was also made of colors.

Maybe it's really the sheets.

The supervisor stepped back, clutching his tail and combing slowly, thinking about what he should say next—

"My characteristics can save the person being drawn from all harm. However, others will pay for his safety."

While Zhenbai said this, she reached out to the'window' in front of the supervisor and wiped off the portraits of the employees that had not been wiped out before.

"I can only protect one person. I'm sorry, I can't protect all of you."

From start to finish, she has maintained that indifferent appearance, perhaps even the words to say are already routine.

The supervisor hurriedly waved his hand: "Then what, ah, can you not wipe him off... Uh, I mean, I don't need protection now, only employees need it."

At this time, Zhen Bai tilted his head slightly, and while stopping the movement of his hands, he asked a little puzzled: "...why?"

Because it’s not the main body...

However, even if it is the body, he would not choose to keep his portrait on it.

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Communicating with Zhenbai is much easier than expected. Although the other person always looks like no emotional change, fundamentally speaking, communicating with her is much easier than communicating with Christina.

After all, Zhenbai would not'accidentally' say something that is sarcasm after careful thought.

The supervisor pressed her forehead from time to time, and she kept looking at Zhen Bai. She did not continue to erase the portrait drawn on the'canvas', and said calmly: "You don't want the portrait left by the previous person to be erased, it's amazing... …"

Pressing his forehead, resisting the growing dizziness in his head, the supervisor felt that the vertical ears on his head seemed to droop a little.

"Yes...Is it true that people who stood in front of you before have a strong hope that their portrait will be left on the canvas?"

In response, Zhen Bai just nodded.

"um, yes."

Too concise, the supervisor rubbed his forehead again, and subconsciously grabbed the tail and pinched it a few times, trying to clear himself up.In the end, He Luo exclaimed and angrily said that he would not let the supervisor use it next time if he tried so hard.

Hurrying to apologize, the supervisor yawned and leaned on the canvas with his arm wearily: "Ha...no, some can't hold it...or, my limit is probably only this... sorry, Ms. Zhenbai, next I will come here again..."

On the inside of the picture, Zhen Bai is still so cold. Perhaps for her, apart from painting and making'that place' more lively, nothing can make her interested, right?

The supervisor himself understood this. After saying goodbye to Zhenbai, he quickly left the containment room, and this'portrait' slowly became white again, and at the same time the completed portrait of the employee appeared.