The supervisor does not die from a debt

Supervisor Doesn't Die From Owe

"Do I look like I need to eat? Only stupid humans need this low way of eating, so I don't need it."

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The sandwich is as distinct as its colors and layers. The crispy bread contains crispy shrimp and slightly sour sauce. One bite will make you look forward to the second bite.

The generous amount of mashed potatoes and soft but never overripe green beans allow the supervisor to clean up the greasy feeling left by the barbecue and look forward to the next bite-yes, this combination is essentially for the whole The chunks are prepared with roasted meat that is dripping with rich sauce and the whole is soaked in seasoning.

The mercury lamp held in both hands is a bit big for her... but it is actually the cup of the small wine glass that is in charge of the wine. Carefully observe the bubbles inside which are like butterflies flying. Although she is not interested in the supervisor's food, she really likes this cup. Bubble water.

First of all, it is very beautiful. Secondly, the feeling of drinking it is like being washed by the sweet spring water. There is no air bubbles to wash away the pain of the throat, but it is like being meticulously massaged.

Watching the supervisor split the huge barbecue with scissors there, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth piece by piece, and then chewed with a happy expression, the watermark couldn't help but snorted indifferently-as expected of a human, it looks like eating food All are so barbaric.

Of course, the supervisor doesn't care what others think. He raised his head and swallowed it after fully feeling the fullness of the barbecue, and then took a mouthful of mashed potatoes and a sandwich.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin until the dinner plate and even the grilled meat juices were cleaned up by him with sandwiches and pancakes. After silently thanking the director of the welfare department, he took the transparent glass. Pour the bubble-filled beverage in the metal container into the cup.

Then he took a sip, sighed with satisfaction, and collapsed on the chair, as if he had completed the ultimate goal of life, he gave up all the thoughts of activities and just slumped there.

"Hey, idiot human, this drink...is not bad, where can I get it."

The supervisor lifted his eyelids, then pulled the chair to the table, put the well-eaten plate on the tray of the robotic arm, and then picked up the few remaining jars and shook them. After filling the cup with the mercury lamp, Pour the last half of the cup to himself.

"Getting... yes, yes, but I don't know how much it will cost. Of course, there is actually a more serious problem."

The supervisor touched his chin, and did not deliberately sell it: "That is-do you have money?"

605. Is opening a store just because of interest, not necessary?

The answer is of course no, so the mercury lamp gave up quickly and terribly. She turned around, snorted disdainfully, and looked at the screen wall for herself, pretending to be a non-moving and non-talking doll. To express dissatisfaction.

The supervisor shrugged and looked at the two black positive characters on the other's snow-white back. He pressed his mouth to suppress the urge to laugh, and began to adjust the zoom function of the screen wall to allow himself to directly enter the newly opened rest area. After a lap, he blinked.

"Hmm...Chris? Is the head of the welfare department also the type of working behind the scenes after work, so you can't go to see the department head directly without looking for the entrance?"

Christina's figure appeared, and she looked at the supervisor: "Not so, please continue to observe carefully. After the work is over, you have more time to deal with or enhance your own management skills."

After confirming that the supervisor had no more questions, Christina disappeared quietly.The supervisor is touching his chin, carefully patrolling this layer of the rest area, rather than just passing by.

Then, he saw every place that might be a shop, as long as the picture was swept over, anna stood there, and even waved to the supervisor intermittently to say hello.

Bowing his head and blinking, the supervisor decided to ignore her.And at this time, the mercury lamp suddenly turned his head: "Stupid humans, those little people who are active in it, are actually living people in essence, right?"

"Huh? That's right, it's like this. Because this is a rest area for employees, there are basically no people who are scheduled to work. During this time, they will hang out or do something they can choose."

The mercury lamp flicked and stood up. Just as he was about to say something, the supervisor then added: "By the way, no one except the department head can directly contact the supervisor."

He picked up the supervisor’s handbook and turned over a few pages: "In other words, according to company regulations, you should be treated...well, now that you are also in this office, naturally you cannot enter the employee rest area. This is a rule. , No one can violate."

When the supervisor said this, his gaze wandered and he frequently looked at the recycling port. He fully understood what he wanted to express. The mercury lamp looked disdainfully and turned his head: "It's boring..."

However, the supervisor finally found the place where the head of the welfare department is...how to say, it is not easy to find, but as long as anna is used as a reference, the shop where she does not appear is naturally very special.

The entrance is super small, and the decoration looks no different from the surrounding shops. The supervisor didn’t even see the name of the shop—it’s incredible, because there was even a box full of parts piled up at the door, which looked more like an ordinary residence. , But the decoration that looks like a cross button in the head of the welfare department can never be wrong.

Zoomed into the inside, and after being corrected by several cognitive filters, the store is filled with a dazzling array of strange devices that have been dismantled in half or half assembled.

There are also signs with various colors and different words written to make it easier to distinguish-don't ask why half of this adjective is used, and then throw it to Christina.

"Ah, welcome~ This is a little chaotic, but quite popular shop for research and development and repair of new equipment-Huh? The supervisor, do you have anything I can help?"

Nepujiya walked from behind the screen with a very complicated pair of eyepieces on his head, carrying a combination wrench in his hand, looking as if he was busy.

But... to be honest, she didn't plan to comb her hair at all, so she went to work on mechanical maintenance. Wouldn't there be any problems?

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"I am in a mess here, because there are a lot of things to help repair every day...Ah, over there, please don't zoom the screen, it will make your device hit and damage it?"

Nepujiya enthusiastically guided the supervisor and explained as he walked: "Speaking of which, I also made the equipment you can move around here. It seems to be used well, and there are dedicated personnel for maintenance. The same, There is no incident where employees spy on you, is it great?"

The supervisor scratched his head: "Ah...Yes, very powerful, so the image over there is..."

"Eh heh... I know that the supervisor will like this set of timely feedback equipment I made, but unfortunately I am not a hardware equipment research and development specialist... Well, yes! What are you doing here today? What?"

So has it been asked just now.

"Uh, it's actually not a particularly important thing, such as thanking the person who provided food in person, or because of curiosity, I want to see what the department head is doing after working... etc."

When the supervisor answered this way, he couldn't help but recalled the dinner he had just eaten—very satisfied, and didn't feel that he was supporting his stomach at all. It was because he was carefully planning the amount.

"No, no, this is all my responsibility. Moreover, according to the personality analysis model of the supervisor, when you are in a down mood, as long as you can eat a lot of satisfying food, you can...cough, hug, sorry, I no offence……"

She apologizes if she doesn’t agree, so Christina said she’s not suitable to be a department head?The supervisor blinked: "It's okay. I don't mind. It's useless to say that it doesn't matter. Instead of trying to lie to cover up the facts, it's better to say it straightforwardly, which is good for everyone."

"Is that so! Hmm... As expected, from observation for so long, I am not mistaken. It is not luck that you can lead the company to this day, supervisor!"

Nepujiya took the picture of the supervisor through the seemingly crowded shop and the warehouse behind which was much larger than expected. Among them, the supervisor clearly saw some equipment still in operation, and some even flickered. Amazing light.

"You said those things? Don’t care, it’s just that the repair and maintenance have not been completed yet. It is not a particularly big problem. By the way, if the supervisor has any mechanical or electronic equipment that you frequently use is broken, you can also entrust it. I'll fix it?"

Isn’t the company’s code taken to dismantle it if it breaks, and then recycle it and rebuild it?Take back the ones that will not be available for repair. If one is not taken care of, what should I do if it becomes abnormal?

With such doubts, the supervisor casually glanced at the mercury lamp-the latter was trying to open a notebook that was somewhat thick and heavy for the supervisor, thinking that he was interested in [Lonely Doll] or the'Blood Test'.

606. The great opportunity to be able to fill up the favorability has long been missed-

Regarding the supervisor’s question, Nepujiya gave an opposite answer. In other words, there is indeed such a research direction in the company.

"I personally think that although anomalies can erode humans, it does not mean that anomalies have an insoluble hatred for humans from the heart?"

This speech feels a bit white, or a bit dangerous... how to put it well, it feels a bit... er, silly, white and sweet to be able to make such a speech about things that have oppressed one's own ethnic group to this situation?

"Supervisor, your eyes are very rude, but it is true that many people think that my point of view is problematic. I don't mind other people's thinking like this... because theory has its value only in practice, otherwise it is just empty talk. "

Picking up a disassembled composite part from a pile of things that looked like trash, Nepujiya walked through the pile of debris lightly, seemingly comfortable.

"How should I put it...you have understood in your long-term work? Some unusual concepts are full of hatred for humans, but there are also quite a few, which are essentially just unable to control themselves and fall into madness. In."

"So, I have been thinking about it, like the company's energy level suppression, which can make you stay in the containment room abnormally quiet, maintain your senses and even communicate, is there any abnormality that will affect the manifestation? They become completely compliant with their own behavioral logic and have no ability to think?"

The supervisor has also heard of this argument before, and as far as Miss Mirae is concerned, she also once said-after certain conditions are met, her abnormal ability will no longer be under her own control until the end of the process... and this is her The result of trying to gather yourself.

Otherwise, according to the previous erroneous demonstration by the supervisor, it is estimated that it will be a full-screen white injury in the true sense, and even people with mental breakdown will die directly... Well, it is very possible.