The supervisor does not die from a debt

Then the supervisor continued to move forward with Lianlian, and waited to stop when standing at the door of [Three-dimensional Refraction Variant], the supervisor turned around, bent over to look at Lianlian, and did not take the initiative to speak.

Lianlian sighed with some regret, hid the kitchen knife behind him, and leaned against the wall next to the containment room: "Sister, please go back quickly. Lianlian will have been waiting here. Sister will find Lianlian when she comes out... of!"

In the end, the supervisor couldn't hold back, took off Lianlian's helmet and rubbed her head vigorously, then opened the door of the containment chamber and strode into the containment chamber before the cold air pounced on her face.

Then the door closed, and it wouldn't open again until the supervisor decided to leave.

Taking a deep breath, the supervisor raised her head and looked forward. There seemed to be nothing in the containment chamber, just some pipeline equipment, and the striking yellow-black warning line to prevent the supervisor from approaching easily.

But the'ball of air' did exist here. When the supervisor entered the containment chamber, it seemed to show a certain degree of activity, making the air lens look quite... weird.It's like seeing twisted air after lighting a flame.

But that's all. Without further contact, the supervisor cannot successfully establish contact with him, let alone complete the'final observation'.

But it doesn't matter, the supervisor has a special trick. Just calling that name will definitely change the [Three-dimensional Refraction Variant], because after all, as a human, at least have a little reaction to your past repercussions, right?

After thinking for a few seconds, the supervisor raised his head and shouted, "Plus...huh? Huh? What's the name...?"

This is not right, very wrong, or the director should have remembered the name, but when he stood in the containment chamber, he suddenly forgot when facing the anomaly—no, it was not forgetting.

It was some kind of abnormal disturbance that made the supervisor unable to correctly recognize this fact, so he scratched his head in vain, and the transparent air in front of him exuded a certain disturbing atmosphere, always feeling that the next second Will be killed by it...

"Christina, tell me the name of this anomaly, I said it in the office before?"

The supervisor looked at the communication device. There, Christina’s voice was slowly coming out, but the answer made him quite uncomfortable: “Unfortunately, the company can’t recognize the specific name of this anomaly, at least for now. Is this an abnormal ability? The company will continue to investigate."

What's the use of probing!This thing has stretched out its tentacles!

The supervisor only felt as if someone was poking his head with a hot soldering iron. The severe pain made him lose consciousness, but he soon adapted to it, and then tried to stand up straight, his hands in front of him for a long time. Repeatedly organize various tones that can remind yourself.

Wanting to use this method to cause a touch on this abnormal "name" feels like playing an animation like "Your Name".

If you can bring a cheat sheet when you come in, it will be fine!

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...

The late remorse doesn't change anything, the supervisor can only keep his tongue back and forth between'add XX', such as Saratoga, add, subtract, multiply and so on to inquire.

But as time passed, the direct and purely mental damage made the supervisor more and more unbearable. He clutched his head and finally caught a trace of inspiration.

"Kato! Yes, I remember, it was the hand of God... Kato!"

The tingling in his head eased slightly, and the supervisor was holding his head against the wall. In his vague vision, he seemed to vaguely see the silhouette of a humanoid, which was very shadowy and not very real.

In other words, the supervisor's idea is really right!So the question now is how to completely remember or recognize this anomaly, and whether the more detailed information is given, the more stable it can be-

The supervisor finally couldn't help but screamed, and then a buzzer sounded in the containment chamber, and at the same time a pale force field enveloped the supervisor, as if the incoming sound and the external perception had become a little fuzzy, that kind of invisible The pressure also suddenly relaxed.

Sitting down on the ground, the supervisor wiped his nose uncomfortably, rubbed the blood on his sleeves, and then stood up. When he was about to try again, the protective field suddenly lifted and the feeling of depression disappeared. Up.

"Your work attempt has failed. For this anomaly, you may have a better way to contact. Now please go back to the corridor, or go directly to the office."

Christina's voice came from the top of her head, as peaceful as ever.The supervisor sighed...that's right, the existence of [Three-dimensional Refraction Variant] is no longer felt in the containment chamber.

Sure enough, it was insufficient preparation, so if you were reckless, you should treat it as a normal situation...No way, let's go back and think about it longer.

Sighing and walking out of the containment chamber, the supervisor wiped the blood from his mouth again, feeling the smell of rust in his mouth, and felt a little uncomfortable, and then found that someone seemed to be pulling his sleeves.

Turning her head, she saw that Lianlian was looking curiously at the red liquid on her fingers. Before the supervisor could say anything, she stretched out her small tongue and licked it.

"Uh...it's my sister's taste, I feel so uncomfortable... My sister is injured, and it's a serious injury, can Lianlian do something for my sister?!"

Although hurriedly inquired, Lianlian just grabbed the supervisor's sleeve and didn't suddenly come up to shake him.

The supervisor waved his hand, coughed twice, and coughed up the blood clot that had accumulated in his throat: "The company actually shuts down the recovery facilities... It's okay. I can hold my body. It's just a headache. If I can, it can help me. Take it to Miss Future, which is the containment room of [Miracle Orchestra]?"

Without saying a word, Lianlian immediately grabbed the supervisor's arm, then put it on his shoulder, and started running directly.

Although she hadn't noticed it at all, the supervisor just dragged the two knees directly on the ground.

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768. The doctor sister is here... only for trauma?

Generally speaking, the door of the containment chamber cannot be closed to the anomaly. What really stabilizes the anomaly is the suppression of energy and its supporting energy diversion equipment.

In order to prevent the equipment from excessive damage due to energy convection, each containment chamber will be assigned a counter according to the abnormal energy level and characteristics-usually, it can also be understood as a fuse.When the fuse is blown, it will disconnect the suppressing energy force field and make the abnormality active.

It’s like a dishonest child who gets settled after a fight. It’s easy to understand... But what the supervisor is doing now is like stopping by a neighbor in the neighborhood. He was directly dragged to the [Miracle Orchestra] by Lianlian. At the door, he grabbed his hand and pressed it directly on the LCD console.

The door slid silently, and Renlian didn't say anything polite. After rushing directly into the containment room, she remembered that her sister, whose hair color was a bit similar to her, sang very well but was uncomfortable.

The supervisor raised his head in pain: "Mi, Miss Mirae, trouble you, I feel a little uncomfortable... And, can you send a headset to Lianlian?"

"Of course you can, but what's the matter with you, Mr. Superintendent? I rarely see people coming to me with blood on their faces... Anyway, please sit here first, Miss Koi, can you put it on? ?"

Miss Mirai put down the guitar and put a pair of high-tech-looking earphones on Lianlian's head-with luminous cat ears, which looked pretty.

Then he reached out and picked up the supervisor from behind her.Putting him on the chair where he was sitting before, stretched out his hand to open the supervisor's eyelids, asked a few simple questions softly and nodded.

"Well, I already know the general situation, Mr. Director, with this level of injury, what kind of mental injury did you suffer from?"

The supervisor thought for a long time before answering: "One, one...a person I don't know how to describe, or an abnormal mixture..."

"Ha...I can't answer the question now, so please wait a moment, it doesn't matter if you close your eyes and take a break? After all, I have to grasp my own ability, eh, then I start?"

Afterwards, a very pleasing singing voice for the supervisor came from Miss Mirae. Although there is no accompaniment, the voice with magnetic bass is still immersive.

The body became very light, as if it was being washed by a hot current, and it was more comfortable than a bath-even just listening, the supervisor felt as if he had let go of all the burdens, and the whole person didn't want to think.

After that, consciousness gradually became calm and eventually stagnated.After all, I have been busy all day, and the feeling of failure to make the final observation has caused the supervisor to suffer a considerable mental shock (physical).

Now he suddenly relaxed, he naturally fell asleep in complete peace of mind, and even forgot, he just stopped by to find Miss Future to help him treat him, and he will go back to the office to work later.

Lianlian sat cross-legged on the soft chair that Miss Mirai prepared for her. After the sound from the earphones had been filtered many times, what was put together again was the singing of Miss Mirai—but there was no abnormal disturbance.

It sounds very nice, so even if you are in love, you don't directly stick to the supervisor, but sit here with peace of mind, shaking your head, waiting for the supervisor to wake up.

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Waking up from a coma, the supervisor only felt that he was clear-headed, and even his body felt a lot lighter, and he was naturally quite alert to the outside world. No, the soft, warm and soft touch under his cheeks made him a little confused. .