The supervisor does not die from a debt

The Supervisor Doesn't Die From His Mouth Chapter 443

It's just like the so-called'senior' in her mouth... No, this is not the time to think about it.The supervisor pulled the screen to the training department, and when the employees were in their positions, they saw that [White Tyrant] was constantly adjusting his position slightly, and then tapped [Big Bird] with his weapon.

The supervisor scratched his head. Although he didn't want to say anything, according to the efficiency of [White Tyrant], it was actually not much faster than her continuous use of magic bullets that could cause random damage.

Even because the timing of the attack was always missed, the suppression efficiency was further reduced. After the supervisor had dealt with the [Miracle Orchestra], he had not cut the damage slot of [Big Bird] by half.

Employees were assigned to assist. The supervisor stopped work and scanned the company and found that there were no other potential crises before starting the work again, and then pulling away the employees with strange signs on their heads.

By the way, all the female employees were kept away from the containment room of [Red Dance Shoes], because it seemed to be exuding an attractive texture, and I wanted people to wear it and do something.

What the supervisor has to do is to make it impossible to do anything, so on the way to suppress [Big Bird], he also sent Bruce to work on [Red Shoes] and let it settle down.

The following suppression process can only be said to be quite boring. [White Tyrant] is helping the company to carry out suppression work in this state, so it is not a flight, and it will not cause harm to employees.

On the contrary, when her energy bomb passes through the employees, it can bring them all kinds of treatments and make the suppression become...Wait, Big BirdBesides beheading employees with their mouths, they will not attack. action.

In addition to the particularly long damage slot, [Big Bird] is actually a relatively easy-to-manage type, because it is a huge target at all.

The supervisor took the gun and confirmed the reserves of each type of ammunition, then used the card for the supplementary ammunition given by [O-09-01], and after pondering for a while, he did not use other cards. , But just sat in a chair, thinking about what to do next.

[Big Bird] was quickly suppressed, all the dim eyes on the huge black meat ball were closed, and after the light in its claws went out, it landed not far in front of it.

[White Tyrant] After seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he turned around and opened the magic circle and returned to the containment room. The alarm quickly switched to an unusual BGM that was unique to today's work, making the supervisor feel Somewhat relaxed.

But mentally, you can never relax.Because just on the far right side of the meltdown indicator, the supervisor had already seen the strange sign and the color that made him quite uneasy.

It was a sunset that was extremely unknown, as if dripping scarlet blood, and like a dark red paint that couldn't be melted away. It was lower than dusk, and there was no light.

If there is nothing wrong in the supervisor's handbook, here is the'midnight test' that the supervisor will face.It also theoretically describes the final trend of the description of abnormal things in the sequence of red.

...The dawn is the dolls that will destroy the containment facility, and the noon is the "toys" that will scare employees and cause considerable harm.At dusk, there is a tourist float composed of human skin and bones, as well as unnamed flesh and blood organs.

So, what will be delivered at midnight?Is it the flesh-and-blood Ferris wheel, or is it the man behind making these things that make people lose themselves in the carnival?

The supervisor thought this way, but did not stop his work. Instead, he kept assigning employees to enter the containment room to make up for the energy lost in the previous round of meltdown.

Then, he saw behind the screen wall, a ray of flame was slowly igniting, and the'dealer' was completely uninvited and appeared behind the work screen.

The supervisor really couldn't help but start cursing people this time-if you sent the employees in, you would have to come out to make trouble, are you really an A-level anomaly, not something annoying Peh-level stuff?

"Unprepared, and did not provide valuable bargaining chips, how should the hero's journey begin? For this, fate is deeply puzzled and disappointed."

"Fate is capricious, and escape is worthless. If there were no heroes, what kind of chaotic world would this world become? Maybe, only destiny knows the next direction."

Accompanied by the opponent's words, the cards flew up one by one, and finally stacked in front of the dealer. The top card was flipped, and a pair of opened shackles was drawn on it.

"In a world without heroes, disasters and unimaginable suffering will come to ordinary people. Those painful pasts will make any ordinary person manic and irrational."

[Miracle Orchestra], [White Tyrant], and [Big Bird]’s containment chamber, which had just been suppressed, quickly lit up with a bright red light. Upon closer inspection, you might even see that it was a clock with only a second hand.

At the end of the countdown, these containment chambers will not suddenly explode, or let the contents escape... the latter is the most likely.

However, the supervisor did not want to understand at all, because the opponent did not stop after showing this card, but directly opened the second card.

"In a world where there is no active hero, the destiny is volatile. Those panicking people direct their anger at the weaker and impose their selfish desires on others."

The supervisor hadn't figured out what the dealer was going to say, and even had time to see that the card was a hand holding a torch, and it burned out.

The floor of each department of the company was covered with broken bones at some point. They moved around and then spliced ​​together to become numerous numbers that also bear the anomaly itself, facing each of them. The skeleton creature launches an attack.

Then he was beaten to pieces by the guns held by the clerks—the supervisor originally thought how strong these things were, but it turned out to be fragile at all.

So... this is what the dealer calls the "crazy populace"?Then why are they all bones that cannot communicate and seem to be resurrected?

Did not pursue too much, because the dealer has reached out his hand again, suspended the third card in the air, let it slowly turn over, so that the supervisor can see the positive pattern.

Author's message:

PS: Okay, let's not talk about those imaginary ones, ask for tickets and blades for rewards!

PS4: ......The Hatsune linkage will start next week, and my wallet is about to break again. Help--

560. You need to be polite and serious about communicating with things that are hostile to you!

On the third card, a very ordinary cross of swords was drawn. Seeing this pattern, the supervisor was relieved. He quickly assigned employees to deal with the complete skeletons, and then waited for the group with peace of mind, which is almost OK for the current company. Count the abnormal derivatives of drizzle.

The supervisor is most worried about the dial whose clock has already completed a full circle, and finally made up his mind. The big deal is to start from the beginning. What he is afraid of-is to understand the abnormal characteristics.

"Sometimes, you will always make unwise choices in your prudent work, and even come up with various excuses for this in order to rationalize your behavior."

Christina said this suddenly. Her bust in the computer monitor seemed to have never changed: "The test you are about to face is the test called'Midnight'. If you have carefully read the supervisor's manual, you should understand What does it represent."

The supervisor scratched his head: "But... in reality, you also said that there are no big horned rats or swarms of insects in the sky, so what's the situation with those things?"

"In the past, people’s fantasy would create a fictional world that was almost the same as reality. Anomalous things would be born from these things, they would continue to grow, and eventually appear-in other words, they are Illusions may also be real anomalies."

In the screen wall, the employees were rushing enthusiastically, slapped the tokens to death on the ground, and even worried that they were not killed, but made a few more knives, so that the ground was covered with debris.

"In other words, if you don't deal with them and let them play their arbitrarily, the final result is that the abnormal things born in those'tests'...will become real?"

"The necessary information is lacking, but the possibility is not ruled out. Even if this is against common sense, unfortunately, this is the reality you need to face."

After Christina finished speaking, she quieted down again, and in the screen wall, the'dealer' also gradually quieted down-it is worth noting that it did not give the supervisor any card rewards, but it did not deduct any cards for fleeing. energy.

Under the supervisor's tense gaze, the hands of the three clocks rotated a circle, and the moment they returned to the 12 o'clock direction, the supervisor saw that the counters in the containment chamber dropped by 1 point.

[Big Bird] has a 5-point counter, so don’t worry. Although [Miracle Orchestra] only has 2 points, nothing will happen to the next round of meltdown, so there is no need to deal with it. The most difficult thing for the supervisor to do is instead [White Tyrant]’s containment room.

There was only one counter left. Nanoha, who was still standing in the containment room and spinning the long staff in his hand, seemed to have suffered. He knelt on the ground in pain, holding his head in both hands, his expression of pain was not hidden.

The supervisor did not hesitate to zoom the screen to the containment room of the [White Tyrant], and then instructed the heads of each department not to work on any abnormalities first, and after doing a good job of defense, let the four tasks of the [White Tyrant] fold up. Don't hesitate to click on "Armed this anomaly".

It is completely different from the abnormal feeling below the Armed A-level. The supervisor only feels that he is being'pulled' towards the screen wall by something with irresistible attraction. His vision is black, and when he opens his eyes again, he realizes that he is right now. Lie on the cold floor of the containment room.

There seemed to be two voices in the deep inside that were constantly noisy, one was Lyrical Nanoha, and the other was a familiar voice that could even be remembered with just a tap of the brain.

It is the mutated trait of Lyrical Nanoha that claims to be'righteous'-if only Lyrical Nanoha is present, she might really be lured into chaos, dangerous and uncontrollable again by constant sweet talk.

"But now, you don't need to be afraid. If you want to ask why-because I'm here!"

Rotating the stick in his hand, the supervisor immediately attracted the attention of both parties.What came from Lyrical Nanoha was a very happy emotion, and from the other side, the physical disgust made the supervisor feel like he swallowed two oranges after having just eaten.

But he soon began to recall the book about Lyrical Nanoha in his mind...Ah, that's not right, it was the spirit, or mind, or whatever with "Justice" before. Anyway, it feels like fighting in a bright place.

This is very important, because this is the core way the supervisor can appease [White Tyrant].It is safer and much more efficient than letting employees enter the containment room to work.

There are no disadvantages other than the inability to collect energy.

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