The supervisor does not die from a debt

Christina did not speak, and the Mercury Lamp seemed to endure the urge to laugh wildly, behaving very gracefully, with one hand in front of her mouth: "Idiot human, I admit that you are a bit creative, but you have almost no artistic ability. With just such a botched graffiti, how could anyone recognize it."

Clumsy?

The supervisor turned the notebook around. Although the lines are crooked, although the hair is a bunch of messy lines, although the face is a bit awkward, although the eyes have only two points, it is a very distinctive person no matter how you look at it, you should see it at a glance Can you tell who it is?

"I never thought that through a kindergarten-level portrait, I would compare and recognize who is painting. Because I am only an AI, not a master of abstract thinking."

This guy doesn't keep his words too much... the supervisor pressed the pause, then took the mercury lamp off the display, and turned it over after writing'meat' on her forehead, and drew a funny expression on her back.

Then I put it back and restarted work: "Ah, Ling, then I beg you, and I will remember to sort out the information sent by the employees and send me the head portrait of the head I just saw."

"Okay~ no problem! By the way, supervisor, please don't be frustrated, just follow this pace to practice, it only takes about ten years, you can make your painting skills become so that the red cat can speak No words!"

In other words, in painting, the supervisor does not have the talent for a dime, right?

Ling's statement at least made the supervisor a little more comfortable, so he wiped off his wet hair and continued to assign employees to collect energy and promote the meltdown to approach the'noon test' when the documents were finally delivered.

Turning over the information that was already known before, the supervisor turned the last page over, looked at the portrait of the'predicted' seriously, and thought about it for a long time.

Then he picked up the signature pen and drew an indescribable thing on top of her head. It should be a hat. Finally, her eyes widened and remembered who it was.

But why?Why, and how is it possible?

The supervisor paused work by the way, so that his thinking would not be disturbed, and re-organized the various expressions of this abnormality, as well as the employee's report, and finally turned the notebook page with complicated eyes and wrote his own thoughts in the back.

Restarting work, Ling quickly connected to the communication: "How? Director, I feel that you seem to immediately understand who you are seeing. Speak out and listen. Maybe it is someone we are familiar with? "

"Like Ms. Zhenbai, she is also a wanderer who has lost her self. Maybe the company has a way to establish contact with her and let things develop in a good direction~"

The supervisor waved his hand: "There is nothing to hide. I had only one head before. I haven't reacted. Now I understand... Isn't this Kato Kee, or long hair, you added it?"

"No? It was assembled based on the information provided by the Ministry of Information and the appearance in your memory, but when you said the name, I thought of it!"

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Although it was sudden, the supervisor still had to tell the department heads who were always in contact with the supervisor's office about the story about the "Megumi Kato" he understood.

In short, it is a love story that is arranged by the author with a set ending, and the whole process is to show his own charm. If there is no painter, it will be a love story that is similar to a papyrus.

As for why the supervisor knows-nonsense, in addition to playing country music to refresh his speed, only the animation serial broadcast can attract the audience's popularity.

So whether I'm watching Speedtong or watching the animation, the supervisor doesn't know... Anyway, it doesn't make much sense now.

Ling shook her body troubledly: "Eh...Although I think of it, it is a little different from what you understand. In the past, and in the world where human society exists, he is quite famous?"

What the hell is being famous? Is it famous as an actor?

"You guessed it right! Although the records have been deleted, after all they are quite famous people who have communicated with the future sister, so I still remember... Wait a minute, anyway, the information is complete, please first Work according to the normal process!"

Ling quickly shut down the communication after saying this. The supervisor glanced at the mercury lamp with some suspicion, while the latter rolled his head impatiently—not even noticing how conspicuous the word'flesh' on his forehead was.

"Keep working... Then go ahead. What will come next round, yes, Violet Noon..."

Immediately plunged into the busy work. While the supervisor assigned the employees to work, they made the employees with powerful arms capable of breaking the'Violet Noon' stele in at least a few seconds stand in the corridor near their upcoming hall.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to [Little Bird]’s containment chamber looking very handsome: "It’s just you. You can work at a slower speed. You can play with the bird for a while. Don’t let it come out. What kind of moth is good."

The employees couldn't hear what the supervisor was saying, but Christina could convey the supervisor's needs...In short, after the assignment was completed and the employees entered the containment room, the'noon test' came as scheduled.

The huge stele fell from the sky, like something summoned by an egg in a metal bullet. After smashing it into the hall with force and stabilizing itself, it stretched out its invisible tentacles, ready to wreak havoc... Then, it was suppressed. .

With the bonus of the "incentive bomb", the employees rushed into the hall at an extremely fast speed, and directly destroyed the insignificant damage to the tentacles, without giving them any chance of subsequent damage to the company.

There was even a stone stele that had just lit up and had not succeeded in guiding the reading to the end, but it was broken by a hammer from the [Eye Lamp] from the big bird, turning it into a meaningless broken stone.

Yes, if you work at this pace, as long as you can hold the three birds today, today's crisis will suddenly be reduced to a very low level...The premise is that the three birds'don't come out.'

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670. Your analysis makes sense, but you still can’t beat it

Staring at the [Little Bird] who flapped its wings in the department and seemed harmless to humans and animals, the supervisor wondered how to persuade this thing back.

If it is a job with no time limit, then the supervisor only needs to wait quietly, and he will go back by himself when he gets tired, and he really doesn't want to go back. After the [Little Seal] is released, it will go back after a while.

With that in mind, the supervisor assigned Escar from the Central Headquarters to touch [Little Seal]...'oppressive' work, and then divert her attention elsewhere.

Then I turned back immediately, speaking of [Little Seal] is also quite peculiar. No matter what kind of work method they choose, employees will eventually touch each other. But what is interesting is that what kind of work method they choose and their corresponding personal abilities are also Will be relatively improved.

Even if it is quite small, it is considered an improvement at any rate. The supervisor is not so greedy. It is a good thing to be able to manage it safely and to obtain benefits.

So the problem is still [Little Bird], the supervisor hesitated to focus on the [Little Bird] who was flapping his wings on the promenade and flying around happily.

Then he locked his gaze on it. When the option of'suppression' appeared, Futaba suddenly yelled and asked the supervisor to look aside: "What, what, what happened!"

"Well, very, very important things must be said, brother... Director, you must listen. Miss Chris, can I say it?"

Christina appeared after a while: "Yes, it has been confirmed that the anomaly is beyond the supervisor's ability, and the supervisor has recognized the details of the anomaly, and the authority to open the data is granted to the supervisor."

Futaba nodded happily, and then manipulated the screen, causing the pair of Christina's head to disappear for a long time. It seemed that after the cat ears she had canceled appeared again, she made a V gesture.

"Okay, supervisor! Please don't suppress [Little Bird] unless it is necessary, because it will open its huge mouth and kill the employee in one bite. It is very, very dangerous."

Huge mouth...Well, when I watched [Apocalypse Bird] before, I did encounter this attack method. It would eject its claws to the back, and then use the red worm material at the front to eject blood and then recover... etc.

"So that thing is not blood, but something else, matter?"

"You understand quickly. That's right. That's the attack method of [Little Bird]. It spreads out the red meat in front of itself, and then turns into huge teeth and mouths. It bites employees into unrecyclable pieces. Oh……"

Following her words, the supervisor pondered for a while and felt that this passive counterattack model was quite familiar, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing to cover, and finally knocked on the table.

"Then just follow the previous naming method, or the naming method as understood by the employees. In short, it is definitely not [Little Bird], so dangerous... As long as you don't take the initiative to attack it, nothing will happen. It sounds a little subtle."

As soon as the supervisor's voice fell, he flew around in the corridor. The name on the damage slot of the Kaph-class [Little Bird] was instantly erased and a brand new name was added.

Retribution Bird

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When the supervisor set out to deal with the meltdown, he took the time to take a sip of the mental energy drink and refilled the mercury lamp with a cup of black tea, and then proceeded to assign employees to deal with the meltdown.