The supervisor does not die from a debt

"As long as the work can go smoothly, the energy can be collected completely, any additional output is of no importance to me. So the chat is over, and then I have to deal with quite a lot of intelligence."

After listening quietly, Chino Game sighed regretfully, lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, waiting for the elevator to slow down and finally stop.

The elevator door opened. After Chino got out, he picked up a bag of coffee beans from the cabinet next to him, then pushed open the warehouse door and walked towards the coffee shop lightly.

Today, just enjoy working hours in a slightly leisurely coffee shop with no customers, and then go to the supervisor?When I think about it, Xin Ai will understand it, because Chino has acted more and more like a vigorous child recently, rather than getting worse.

Pushing the door open, Chino saw a coffee shop full of seats, but no one was talking, and among everyone, there was a quadcopter (exclusive to the supervisor) floating there.

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"The bitter, salty sea water filled his mouth and his nose, he only felt that he was almost dead-he died in a corner of the dark ocean with extremely indecent, his lungs filled with sea water and floating objects. Maybe he will be civilized if he is lucky. A swollen floating corpse was found in his world, but that is already a thought of the afterlife for him."

"Time becomes meaningless. It will only lengthen the pain and despair, and when he finally opened his mouth in despair and let his shriveled lungs receive the baptism of sea water, they were like the cold wind blowing into the window in winter. , Suddenly disappeared without a trace."

The supervisor’s voice sounds like a mechanically synthesized sound to others, but as the department supervisor, Chino can indeed see the picture and hear the real voice——

That's right, he is putting his legs on the table, posing as if he is about to fall asleep, pressing the back of the chair back, and telling stories to the employees with an incredible sense of relaxation.

"Where is this and what happened? Why does the ocean above your head seem to merge with yourself? Why is there an artifact in the darkest corner of the world that no one has ever visited?"

After the supervisor finished speaking, he paused for a while, then sat up from the chair, picked up the mercury lamp teapot and took a sip: "Okay, I'm here today. I've been talking for a long time, right? If you get any feedback, then go ahead and do what you should do, and it's gone."

I don’t know at all, the reason why the employees didn’t speak was actually looking forward to the next development. As a result, the supervisor stopped here when he said it-and, unsurprisingly, the supervisor would forget about it completely. , Also need employees to find games themselves.

Yes, the last few stories were also that the employees found out the game from the shared database before they knew the follow-up development... But, this is obviously different!

What kind of “old gods”, what “old days”, and what kind of “Boss that crashed by fishing boat”, it sounds like listening to horror adventure stories!

However, since the supervisor said that the venue was over, there was no other way but to leave the venue... The staff obediently went to the queue, so that the beloved was busy at the cashier and had no time to look elsewhere.

The supervisor naturally saw the crowded scene in the picture, but he just slapped his lips, indicating that the black tea taste was too weak and not sweet enough.

The mercury lamp hugged his arm in angrily: "Huh, if you don't like it, go and drink the black drink, fool human. Also, what happened to the story, halfway through and then stop, are you not afraid of being asked? "

"It sounds like you are interested?"

"...I'm not interested, but when it's generally boring, it's valuable to listen to things that pass the time."

The more she expresses this, the more the supervisor feels that, in fact, the mercury lamp is quite interested, but it is embarrassing to speak out, so she should ignore the past with a consistent attitude of pride.

And won't regret it-it's a pity that Mercury Lantern is not that kind of arrogant character.So after waiting a little, the supervisor looked up while pouring himself tea.

"Okay, let me just talk to myself. After all, I'm not sure if I can tell the employees... Rather than being blocked, it's better to stop."

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PS:...The pain in the hand is slowly deepening again, and the days are really sad, right? Okay, ask for a ticket and ask for a reward. That's it!

806. The hidden dangers of trouble will always continue to accumulate until one day...

All in all, after the supervisor had a happy time, the Mercury Lamp became silent, seeming to be frightened by the story...no, or for other reasons.

She yawned and looked sleepy.

The supervisor tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Speaking of which, Your Highness Mercury, I don't seem to be able to wind you up today...Is it winding?"

"...Well, it seems so, so this feeling of sleepiness is still a foolish human, are you sure you want to keep watching and not do anything."

Opening the drawer, the supervisor took the key to the start, let the mercury lamp sit on the table in front of her, and then waited for her to lift the clothes on her back, then wiped the key.

"To be honest, if you say now, "Are you just watching, Director!" I'll be happier... Alas, can no one keep up with me now."

Then, before the mercury lamp had time to ask anything, put the clockwork key where it was supposed to stay, and began to twist it, so that certain organs that should exist in the mercury lamp made a sound that would only be produced when the lamp was wound.

She sat there quietly, even though the supervisor was bored, playing with her proud long hair and dark wings with the other hand, she didn't respond... It really resembles a cat's nape, right?

While twisting the clockwork, the supervisor was still thinking, or else to see what's going on at Nepujiya, and then take a look at Reimu... Well, she always felt like she was going to do something.

The elevator on the left side of the office went up, and after sending out the arrival reminder, Futaba dexterously walked out of the elevator, and then glanced around.

"Oh, it looks like I'm the first one to arrive... well, I have to cheer up today and correct my mistakes seriously!" With such words, Futaba walked to the supervisor lightly and looked at it. What he is doing.

Then he bowed his head like a cat, went under the supervisor's arm, and said, "Hey!'Yelled, sat in the arms of the supervisor, and nuzzled with satisfaction.

"I have accumulated a lot of tiredness at work today, and I can be cured by my brother... Hmm, so such behavior is normal to act like a baby, right!"

It's normal. The supervisor didn't refuse--and it wasn't necessary. Anyway, Futaba is very sensible, and when she feels well recovered, she will run to the side by herself.

Otherwise, he might be punished with all kinds of strange punishments for teasing the supervisor too much.

Wind up the mainspring and confirm that the resistance is so great that it will be excessive if it is unscrewed. The supervisor removes the key: "Okay, Your Royal Highness, how do you feel?"

"Reluctantly, and it's just wind-up, what do you think it will be, idiot humans? Are you full of strength, and then smash your nose with a punch? How can I do that kind of rude behavior."

Putting down her dress, after Mercury Lantern finished speaking on her own, she turned around and saw Futaba pushing her glasses, looking at herself quite curiously, like a fanatical researcher, which made her quite uncomfortable.

"Oh! Don't worry, I won't do anything to friends, brother's friends, and the data collection is almost done, and there is no need to do anything extra, um! Please rest assured, um, rest assured."

Futaba's peculiar way of speaking made the Mercury Lamp slightly confused for a while, but soon she decided to ignore these things and return to her old position to watch something and kill time.

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The supervisor's gaze moved up the screen wall, and then swiped to the entrance of the repair shop opened by Nepujiya (the place was almost surrounded by garbage) and swayed for a while. After finding that no one came out, he zoomed the screen and entered the small shop.

All kinds of disassembled or assembled equipment piled up like a mountain, and the supervisor even saw a flashlight that can emit light in six directions-is this thing really valuable?

Continue to zoom the screen. After all the equipment in the screen disappeared, the supervisor entered the room as before. The'treatment equipment' placed in the middle of the TV wall in the living room was blocked by curtains, while Nepujiya was not resting. , She was walking around in the living room holding the work board a little distressed.

Not only that, the supervisor also saw that the black-haired girl named Novaru was lying on the back of the long sofa with a salty attitude, with a lot of paper documents in front of her. What is it in assisting?

"Ah, Director, good evening... Well, I’m sorry, but today I don’t have so much time for dinner and dessert because of extra processing work. If you can, please wait a moment and I will provide you with a snack. Night, okay?"

Nepujiya hurriedly hid the work board behind him, and then said hello...The supervisor waved her hand to let her not be so cramped, and then curiously asked, "Are you doing statistics?"

"Well...it's indeed counting. Recently, due to the increasing depth and intensity of work, various problems will always occur in the circuit that suppresses the force field. After all, it has fallen into disrepair for a long time... Although I am trying to replace and Repair them, but still can't keep up with the progress..."

Nepujiya lowered her head and squeezed her fingers, and then suddenly waved her hand: "Ah! It's not that something is about to happen, the inventory is enough for us to use for a long time, don't worry about this, just review after the usual work..."

Before he finished speaking, Novaro rolled down from the back of the sofa like a piece of wood, smashing it on the soft cushion, causing a pile of documents to rise into the sky, falling like snowflakes.

"Ah... I fell asleep?! But I have finished all these things, no laziness!"

It doesn't seem to be easy here. Even if there is no intuitive work of management, you have to work hard in logistics. The supervisor sighed and reached out and picked up the water glass from the table.