The supervisor does not die from a debt

"Regardless of the process, you finally came here to become an honorable supervisor and lead everyone forward. But now, you are questioning this. I can't help thinking, are you dissatisfied with the company's existing work model?"

She put away the work board, put her hand on her side, and said without any waves: "Even if you come up with all kinds of excuses, the reality is like this. You must work. Only in this way can the company continue to continue, rather than suddenly collapse. This place is very Fragile and cannot withstand too much wind and waves."

"Especially, this storm still comes from within."

"I can only say that it is too irrational for the place where you are stuck. It is not difficult to exchange for the peace of the company just by the sacrifice of a few insignificant employees. In the past, almost all supervisors have used "Execution bombs" to sacrifice a small number of people and save more people."

"In any case, when you sit in this position, you must be conscious. Sacrifice is inevitable, so you must let this sacrifice have its value, instead of looking at nothing because of abnormal invasion. Death, and ultimately fail."

The supervisor did not answer, he put the notebook on the table, then picked up the loaded pistol, which was scarlet on the small display, showing the residual ammunition, and slowly left the seat.

I carefully weighed it, and the metal weight that I usually picked up was very textured. At this time, it was a thousand kilograms. Although this was just an illusion, the supervisor was indeed lifting it with two hands.

Then he raised his hand directly, raised it behind him as if holding a throwing prop, and then smashed it with all his strength on the computer monitor that still showed Christina.

And an angry word.

"I can go to your mother!"

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473. This is probably the shortest job, right?

Computer monitors are of course not so sturdy. When a weapon suitable for adults hits the screen in a way that is completely incompatible with its application, it flickers a few times before being knocked down, and the pistol has smashed through the screen, even straight. Fly to the screen wall behind.

The supervisor panted and stood there shaking his hand. Although the table was in a mess and the punctured display was still emitting some sparks, he just turned his head and looked at the wall of the screen: "That's so high-sounding, then what? Persuade? I put aside the so-called "women's benevolence" and shot the employees comfortably?"

"How did I appease the director of the control department? What I said before, what I insist on, becomes worthless here. In order to be an exception, I have to do things that are even against morality?"

"It seems that you are nothing more than an AI. I'm calling for efficiency first. If it's all about efficiency, you can just find some logic and put together a new AI, and let it manage the company. Why should you ask me?"

When the supervisor shouted this way, the corners of his eyes glanced at the left side of the screen wall. There, it seemed that the department supervisors wanted to say something, but at this time it was not in a situation where the supervisor could be called, and the message could not be delivered.

Christina's figure slowly appeared on the screen wall. She was not disturbed by the supervisor's sudden irritation. In the office, a robotic arm also stretched out flexibly, putting the supervisor who had fallen on the ground back on the table with a gun. on.

"You also don't understand why the company must choose the right person as the supervisor. As the company's only AI, I must remind you that because you are not clear enough about the company and outside the company, you will make superficial judgments."

"Whether it is employees, or the exception itself, is very important to the company. In order to be able to work out the ultimate recovery plan, the company has made great sacrifices. Mere sacrifices of employees do not violate ethics and rules."

The supervisor stood behind the table with his arms folded and looked at the relatively safe company picture in the screen wall because there is no work: "In short, no matter what I say, you are determined to use this so-called The execution of the bomb, just pick a few people at work and kill them, right?"

"Their sacrifices are meaningful, not worthless deaths simply because of being affected. If you really can't accept the execution of employees yourself, you can also guide some exceptions that are easier to escape and make some controllable sacrifices."

The supervisor lowered his head and thought for two seconds: "Well, let me resign. Then you can find anyone. Maybe there will be a supervisor who thinks the same as yours, has interests first, and has first-rate work efficiency?

"That's it, you can play whatever you like, forgive me for not being with me."

Turning away from the desk, the supervisor leaned on the place where he first came to the company with his arms, hoping that there was a door there-but unfortunately, there was no, so he just leaned there and kept silent.

This time, Christina's voice came quickly.

"You have established so many connections in the company, and you have given up your responsibility for some small things. In other words, those promises are not intended to be fulfilled, are they."

"Ha ha."

Of course, the supervisor wants to continue, but the reality is that he must give up some of the lowest personal persistence, so as to compromise.Take a step back today, take a step tomorrow, don’t think about anything in the future, as long as you can finish the work, it’s over?

The rather mocking laughter didn't make Christina angry. Of course, as an AI, maybe she didn't have emotions at all.

"If this is indeed your final answer sheet, then I can only express regret. Many people in the company are very optimistic about your performance, and even thought that you can lead the company toward the ultimate goal."

"Now it seems that this is just a fantasy. When the dream wakes up, you must face reality. Just like what you are doing now, peace is just a beautiful illusion."

The supervisor only felt that his back was empty, and the hot air suddenly enveloped him-it seemed that this guy was indeed planning to fulfill his promise and make him an honorable incinerator cleaner.

In the process of falling continuously, the surrounding air gradually became hot, and the blue flame slowly enveloped the entire horizon, but it did not feel pain at all.

As if he had fallen into a splendid magical world, when the supervisor reacted, he had slowly hit a group of condensed, glorious but all stagnant things.

Although I don't understand what this is, I think with common sense, if the supervisor's'traits' can't be triggered, he probably has already - eh?wrong.

The supervisor's eyes widened. Not far in front of him, that is, in the circular space that looks quite wide and full of streamers, the metal material in front of him is transforming into a smooth and impurity-free plate, slowly split.

Not only that, the energy body behind him is also being wrapped in a few opaque objects, and it seems that someone is trying his best to shut it down.In the internal indicator, some progress bars marked with full value are also decreasing... They have also been temporarily suspended, but the supervisor only needs to think about it for a moment to know what the situation is.

Although some people feel that they are no longer worthwhile, some still want to keep themselves...Is that right?

Sliding down some soft luminous bodies (at least it didn’t change along the timeline of its own accord), the supervisor stood on the smooth floor and looked at the surrounding environment with some doubts. It was very clean, and even said, maybe Because of his own'trait', he can stand here and breathe.

Instead of becoming a "nothing" state.You know, he usually throws things into this hole.

So what should we do now?

Restarting work is just to continue the previous contradiction.And giving up reopening meant that he had to wait here for a long time-the supervisor didn't know how long it was, but his subconscious feeling told him that this would be an extremely long process.

But it doesn't matter. Since the words have been released, there is no reason to take it back, and just for this reason, it is thrown into the fire pit-OK, this is not just fire-it is simply inexplicable.

After sinking his mind, the supervisor cast his gaze on the wall that was extraordinarily smooth and flat, as if it had been transformed into the same material, and saw the outside scene through the small gaps, and then clicked'Restart today's work.'

The sight dimmed, and when the picture on the screen wall reappeared in front of him, the supervisor suddenly said loudly: "Chris, I'm back again!"

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474. When the incident is confronting, do you need someone to press the button?

"Welcome back, Director~ How does it feel to melt the heart of the furnace? It is something that ordinary people have never had the opportunity to experience in their lives? By the way, extraordinary people rarely experience it. Then tell me how it feels."

The answer to the supervisor was a bell that appeared on the screen wall in a round window.She rubbed her forehead a little sadly, but soon recovered.

What's happening here?The supervisor had been prepared to debate with Christina for a few months (somatosensory time), and even finished the draft, but it was not her who appeared in front of her.

"You know, in the most difficult time, I also thought about doing this kind of thing? But there were too many things to do, so I gradually forgot it later."

She couldn't tell from her face that she wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the incinerator. The supervisor stood up from the chair, reached out and grabbed the supervisor with the gun, and found out that the dark red indicator light was still on, indicating that the supervisor was still on. It is still possible to execute employees through'execution bombs'.

"... In the end, did you force it over, this thing. I said that I would not execute employees-yes, yes, don't want me to do that."

"I understand, so you don't need to emphasize it many times, supervisor? But you have to understand that in this era, everyone has made great sacrifices to finally get the fragile stability."

Ling waved her hand and motioned for Christina to come out. When she quietly appeared on the screen wall, she continued: "I can understand your anger. After all, Tomono's instability is due to the meaningless deaths of the employees. Cause more."

"Furthermore, Ms. Futaba has just begun to be willing to come into contact with things other than work. The situation is developing in a good direction. How can it be ended like this? Hong Miao, your consideration is a little bad?"