The supervisor does not die from a debt

The Supervisor Doesn't Die From His Mouth Chapter 328

The last trace of red was filled, rushing back and forth, and at the same time, with a hint of gloomy piano sound, even Futaba stopped his work, and turned his head suspiciously—you saw the role of the supervisor. He picked up the employee with one hand.

Then he mercilessly stabbed the opponent with a thin and slender blade, no matter how hard he struggled, he just stabbed two more indifferently, and finally threw him aside like trash.

"...Wow, it feels like this is so difficult, super difficult, if there is such an opponent, the employees estimate...the probability of survival is low, maybe less than 10%."

Compared to Tomono who shivered in a chair because of the proper BGM and graphics (yes, she is also afraid of ghosts now), Futaba can rationally analyze the current situation.

"Theoretically speaking, this is only the case for butchers, and other butchers cannot do this, and the restrictions are very high. They must be executed directly after catching up. When the other party does any other interactive behavior, it will not work. "

While the supervisor said this, he stretched out his hand and stroked Chino's little head to calm her down a bit, then looked at the screen wall in a blink of an eye-some employees have started to run laps in the middle rest area one after another, probably because of failure punishment. .

"But this is just a game. Actually in the containment room, how does this anomaly behave requires additional consideration. You can't take the exception too much as usual... Anyway, I have been puzzled for a long time, don't you think this guy is very Familiar?"

The supervisor grabbed the last employee from the cellar, hung it on a hook, and pointed to the settlement screen. The butcher who was striding across the dim grassland asked.

The pale face, dark eyes, looks like the clothes of a mental hospital, and a small kitchen knife stained with dark blood. In theory, anyone can tell that this guy is from a famous horror movie, right?

Unexpectedly, both of them were shaking their heads and shaking their heads.The movements are neat.Needless to say, Chino, she used to shiver even after hearing ghost stories, not to mention taking the initiative to watch horror movies.

Futaba is even more straightforward. She sat on her chair with her legs in her arms, her glasses reflecting the light of the screen so that she could not see her expression: "Although I have managed the city's intelligence system before, many so-called movies They have been sorted out and can be seen, but there is no need."

"So, I don't know exactly what movie you are referring to... After all, all the cultural products, civilizations, and history left by humans have been deleted."

......What is the operation after deleting it all?

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If something goes wrong, I will ask Christina. She doesn't answer that there is a bell to answer this time. I really can't ask Futaba, who is currently busy sorting out the information, and has already knocked out the keyboard.

Fortunately, Chino is still immersed in the ruthless killing of her supervisor, and it will take a while to calm her mood for the time being-fortunately, she is just subconsciously unaccustomed.

In the future, let's play games that are not so offensive to her. Isaac's combination is good.

"Although I am busy every day, I will appear immediately when the supervisor calls me. Yes, I just lurch by your side and always care about the supervisor's bell~"

The whole person occupies a quarter of the screen in the upper left corner, the bell is in the circular window, and while gently tapping the keyboard, he said the opening statement as if imitating something.

The supervisor subconsciously tilted his body, and an employee who was going to use a 180° turn to avoid the knife, but the window of Ling was too obstructed and needed to adapt.

"Hmm... Actually, I am a little concerned. Futaba just said that the human civilization that was on the ground in the past should be very active, and all the things left behind have been deleted? Why?"

"All deleted? Oh, there is such a thing. But the reason is very simple. You see, anomaly is not an anomaly of a predetermined thing, but also something born from a concept mixed with fear, right? "

The supervisor nodded, which is correct.

"Because it has paid a painful enough price, the company decided to delete all the information it has saved and the information left over from the past civilization to prevent the birth of new and unknown anomalies. That's it. ?"

This reason is too simple and rude, and even feels full of loopholes, but since the other party said so, naturally the supervisor can only believe that.

"Then these on my computer—"

"As a new cognition, they are quite safe, and only some people understand that they can’t get over any big storms... So, you don’t have to worry about getting up tomorrow morning when an alien fleet will run overhead and then Burn this planet into glass."

Ling's way of relief is particularly special. She always seems to be able to say things in a relaxed tone that people can't help but want to think in that direction.

So the supervisor subconsciously wanted to delete all of the interstellar war games on his computer to keep it safe-but it was all a joke. After all, this is a proof of the existence of the supervisor, leaving one is one.

While thinking about this, the supervisor opened another game, and the training could not be stopped. Different opponents also made him, a ten thousand year single player, enjoy different pleasures.

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410. Perhaps there are strange changes in the company under night mode?

In today's training, who is the biggest gainer does not know, but the supervisor must have not suffered at all. He not only enjoyed the fun of the battle again, but also vented a wave of grievances at work.

In addition to subconsciously making a very strange laugh every time after cutting down an employee, the supervisor's performance is very good, and he has even provided Aoba who has been hanging up to attend classes with several different responses to the'butcher' Training method.

Hmm... Except for the weird smile every time.

It wasn't until the bell that switched to the curfew at night, the supervisor ended the training with some regrets, and after exiting the game, he returned to the desktop...By the way, until this time, the small round window of the bell did not leave, as if she was playing Like a virtual anchor.

"Today's extra work is hard, although I can't give you more rewards-that's good, I will reward you with a basket of oranges~"

As soon as the voice fell, a plastic basket that was larger than before was sent to the office and placed alongside the other basket, which looked quite spectacular.

"Then, next is your rest time, so I won't bother---sister, where is my harp..."

When the round window was closed, the supervisor seemed to hear someone answering something slightly, but before he heard it clearly, the window was closed.

Shrugging, the supervisor arbitrarily opened a game that could be waiting for a long time at the beginning of the film. While relaxing his hands, he picked up an orange: "I can't eat so much alone, Futaba, Tomono, help me eliminate some of them? Put it here. If it’s too long, it will break if you decide."

Chino peeled the orange seriously, and handed it to the supervisor at the first time, and then began to concentrate on peeling off an orange—the orange that Ling brought from Ling had high sugar content, so it was basically not so sour.

Futaba was very happy. She took an orange and looked around, and then carefully peeled it off, separated half of it to the supervisor, and then stuffed it in her mouth, and continued to work regardless of wiping her hands.

The supervisor showed quite a lot of information, so Futaba decided to completely dismantle the supervisor's game and study it. Maybe he would find something that the supervisor had also missed.

Then I repaired a few places where bugs appeared, so that the employees who were still immersed in the training would not die tragically because of the bugs.

As for the supervisor... He was stuffed with oranges in his mouth, and while chewing hard, he swallowed as if drinking orange juice.The cheeks are bulging, like a hamster.

When eating, it will not prevent the supervisor from continuing to think about what to do.Today has entered a curfew, and the employees on the street who carry lighting equipment and wear some light belt indicating clothes don't look too irritable, so really there is only...

"Chris, help me convert the picture to um um um..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chino put a whole peeled orange in front of the supervisor's mouth. In order not to disappoint her good intentions, the supervisor did not hesitate to open his mouth and put it in his mouth, naturally speechless.

He chewed it hard and swallowed it down his stomach, and the supervisor coughed twice: "Switch to the work screen, just like the previous time...Uh, I won't do anything extra, I just want to try it. Is my guess correct? ."

"It is judged to be feasible, and the video has been transferred to the work area. Please remember that your staff is not properly configured. If a containment breach occurs, please immediately draft a suicide note."

What is the operation of suicide note?

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Chewing on the oranges that Tomono kept sending up, the supervisor subconsciously touched his stomach, and ate too much tonight. Although the improvement of physical fitness has improved the digestive ability...but, eating too much is not enough. it is good?

However, when he turned his head slightly, he saw that Chino was so excited, he ate a small slice of orange, and then handed over all the rest. The look was so cute that people could not refute.