The supervisor does not die from a debt

When I opened my eyes, there was a green sock ring in front of me. I knew what it was when I thought about it. So the supervisor did not do anything else, but just sat up and scratched his head.

"I seem to be asleep...Miss Mirae, please trouble you."

The latter closed the book he was reading, put it on his lap, and answered peacefully: "There is no trouble, Mr. Superintendent came to me, which means that you believe in my ability. For me, who is abnormal now, What can be more reassuring than this?"

"But your recovery ability is terrible. You recover faster than I thought. It only took about 30 minutes to wake up... It's a pity, I thought I could stay a little longer."

With that said, Miss Mirai suddenly turned around and hugged Renren from behind the chair: "Also, it's very impolite to show a knife behind someone else?"

The supervisor coughed and took Lianlian-the latter was unexpectedly well-behaved, and even put away the kitchen knife: "Anyway, I would like to thank you for your help anyway, otherwise I would have to lie in the office and wait. Rescue."

"So, you don't have to be so polite. You are a supervisor. You need to show your courage. You can use most of the company's resources. Many projects require your consent to continue. Come on?"

After saying this gently, Miss Mirai clapped her hands gently: "Well, you still have many things to deal with. If you continue to stay with me, although I don't care, Miss Hong Liqi might be angry?"

Guy Chris... Okay, there's really nothing to do to stay here anyway.

After saying goodbye to Miss Mirae, the supervisor left the containment room with Lianlian, and the room quickly became quiet, with only a slight buzzing sound caused by the flow of energy.

Picking up the guitar lying next to her, Miss Mirai gently plucked the strings to make it make a few monotonous sounds, and then an old TV next to it came down, and after a series of screen distortions, the bell was finally revealed.

"Haha! My dear future sister, how does it feel to be in contact with the supervisor? Is there the warmth of sitting next to the fireplace holding a thermos in the cold winter?"

"Yes, yes...but it doesn't help my abnormal characteristics?" He tilted his head slightly and continued to flick the strings, Miss Mirai seemed completely unmoved.

"Hmm... I didn't expect any changes, just let the future sister feel the long-lost warmth... Well, if you have any needs, you can call me through this at any time. After all, it has become abnormal. Don't treat yourself badly in life!"

Ling's portrait and voice are quite distorted, but Miss Mirai doesn't care. She is just like the past, chatting with her on some unfocused topics in a leisurely manner, looking for inspiration for her new song by the way.

Generally speaking, as long as Bell has time, she can't wait to hang up the communication with Miss Future 24 hours a day, but unfortunately, there is not so much time now, and she can only take time to chat.

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PS:...Sunday is over, ah, this week is also over, and there is one week left in this month... Then ask for a ticket and ask for a reward!That's it!

769. Only by doing our best can we know our limits!probably

After the supervisor left the containment room, it took some time before Lianlian finally understood that if she followed herself into the elevator back to the office, the supervisor might be wiped out on the spot.

Although it's a pity, this is something that can't be helped...or in other words, it is the worst thing if the abnormality recognizes where the supervisor is during normal work.

Lianlian nodded earnestly: "Okay, then Lianlian is leaving! There will be many people wearing shiny clothes coming here later, so sister must be careful too!"

It's the patrol personnel of the Construction Department... The supervisor picked up Lianlian's helmet, carefully rubbed her irregular short hair into a mess, and then put a hat on her.

"Don't disturb their work, because I don't know how strong the suppression ability of those in the construction department are, so remember to protect yourself. If you are hungry, you can go to Miss Mirae..."

The supervisor babbled, but Lianlian patted his waist: "Lianlian knows! My sister is too worried...I'm not a kid running away from home!"

That said, so the supervisor waited until Lianlian left and disappeared, then rubbed his face and turned into the elevator. Then the door closed and the elevator started to move up.

There was a relaxed and happy piano sound, and at the same time it passed into the supervisor's ears, and Christina's voice seemed to be unchanged for thousands of years.

"Although the final observation is very important, job failure is not a rare event. In fact, in the past, more than 80% of supervisors have failed many times and have doubts about this kind of work. ."

What, this poisonous tongue AI sprays Supervisor Stupid X without even speaking. Did she eat bad food or be attacked by the Futaba virus?

"However, your act of rushing into the containment chamber without any preparation is like a chimpanzee directly robbing the nest of bees. In the end, it will only end up like a bee stabbed and jumped into the river to escape. I hope that next time you work, you can Behave professionally."

All right, any expectation of her is to make life difficult for myself.The supervisor shrugged, did not return his mouth, but just leaned on the elevator box, sorting out his thoughts.

Next time you go to work, you must bring something in, such as a notebook...but you can't tell, the ghost knows how strong this abnormal cognitive hindrance can be.

All in all, the supervisor thought about a lot of countermeasures, and finally decided, and then asked Futaba what to do—then the elevator door opened, and in the office, Ling Xian was wearing a set of exoskeleton that looked much more delicate than yesterday. The equipment is being adjusted.

He turned quickly and started looking for the button in the elevator: "Let me go down! Let me go down! I can still observe, really! Bell! Quickly give the poisonous tongue AI an order!"

Ling Xian tilted her head in doubt, not knowing what the supervisor was playing. She put down the equipment and walked towards the supervisor step by step. The metal soles of the boots clanged on the floor, and finally reached out her hand as if carrying a chicken. , Took the supervisor out of the elevator.

"Really... Supervisor, evading training means that you are not confident enough in yourself. You need to double your training. Peace of mind, today's training intensity is only slightly higher than yesterday."

Carrying the supervisor with one hand, Ling Xian had to stretch his arms to keep his feet from touching the ground, and then gestured for a distance of about 1 cm with his other hand.

"That's it, don't worry. I believe you will be more comfortable with abnormal attacks after exercise."

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The mercury lamp sits boredly on the monitor, holding the frame with one hand, and has almost no interest in the unilateral beating that occurs in front of the eyes and in the enlarged area of ​​the room.

Being beaten unilaterally is something new once or twice, but if you look at it too much, you will feel like being beaten up, and you won’t die anyway, it doesn’t matter... or something.

He can even drink tea while holding a teacup while watching the supervisor being broken in his ribs or neck, and then waiting to be blown up after he recovers.

The improvement of Ling Xian's ability to move is quite terrifying today. Yesterday, there were back and forth. Today, he is constantly being beaten, but looking at the feedback from the supervisor, it seems that this situation will not last long.

Even after the mercury lamp finished a cup of tea, the supervisor had already entered his own counterattack rhythm, although every attack could only cause the device on Ling Xian to explode with electric sparks...

Those equipment seemed indestructible. The supervisor had a few chances to even destroy one of Ling Xian's arms, but after a short restart (stepping on the supervisor's back during the process), she immediately recovered.

In the last two minutes, the supervisor even dared to rush up with the short club that could break his bones on the spot, with a completely fearless appearance.

So, this kind of training is not only training the physical ability of the supervisor, but also the spiritual training?

She didn’t understand the mercury lamp. After taking a sip of tea, she dropped onto the table and sat down. Then she put down the cup, picked up the gun that was given to herself, stroked the gun body carefully and gently, and then took the silk cloth , Wipe it up carefully.

How to put it... Since it has been sent to myself, it means that it belongs to me, so now even the supervisor is not allowed to touch it.

A beep made the mercury lamp raise his head, and then he saw that the supervisor was half-kneeling on the ground panting, while Ling Xian was caught by a pile of mechanical arms and hung in the air, and the time just returned to zero.

"Now, do you understand? You are not an untalented person. It is better to say that as long as someone urges you to work hard, then you can do far beyond your imagination."

In the end, he was thrown out by an undisputed shoulder-crossing, and then Ling Xian, who hung up because the time was over, slowly fell to the ground while still making a summary.

The equipment she was wearing collapsed immediately, and finally turned into scrap metal, Ling Xian walked to the supervisor and said seriously: "You seem to be a little weak, but it doesn't matter, don't talk now, take a good rest. Just fine..."

The supervisor panted loudly. The pain in any part of his body before, he had to faint, but now it only makes his head dizzy, but it is far from making him scream— —Speaking of which, I didn’t even have the strength to scream before.

Thinking of things that couldn't be adjusted in his mind, the supervisor could no longer maintain a squatting posture, and fell to the ground without hesitation, motionless.

As for Ling Xian, she is receiving the last shot of today's training potion from the robotic arm, and is about to inject it into the supervisor.

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PS:...I can't open my eyes at all, this day is really sad...Alright, please ask for a ticket and ask for a reward!

770. If there is a problem, we must guide it. It is not good for anyone to hide!