The supervisor does not die from a debt

From her left hand from fingertip to wrist, only a small amount of debris remained.But from her face, the supervisor could not see any regrets, instead, she was doing something valuable for herself, which seemed a little happy.

Although she consciously hid it well, it was still too easy to see through.

The supervisor hurriedly sat upright, leaned on the table, and sat back to the original position with one arm around the mercury lamp: "Your hand...doesn't it hurt? And the company may not be able to make a new arm for you. Is it really okay?"

"It's really noisy, idiot humans only need to do their own thing. I was on a whim, so what's the problem with watering you? Who knows that something can actually corrode..."

The voice became lower and lower, the Mercury Lantern shook his head, and then turned around: "Well, let’s not talk about this. What is your management, but it still hasn’t been able to solve this problem, isn’t it? That red guy is still raging. Well."

In the screen wall, Reimu was rushing towards Justin with a keen sense of smell, without the supervisor's order, he just followed the final instructions and went to the security department immediately after completion.As a result, he was cut off by Reimu on the way.

She rushed towards Justin like a mad dog, waving the weird big sword in her hand, which looked out of order, was actually extremely efficient and difficult to dodge.

After'killing' Justin, Reimu immediately rushed towards the central headquarters, and there, the Moon Margin who had just changed from the card was in a daze.

The supervisor hurriedly pulled her and started to flee, and then glanced at the meltdown. Before she was ready to do something, Reimu jumped out of the black hole and attacked the employees directly.

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In a quiet office where even his own heartbeat feels inaudible, the supervisor sits cross-legged on the desk that is already flying, wondering if he is not doing well enough.

In theory, he has allowed things to develop properly and failed to suppress Reimu... He glanced at his side. Reimu was holding a glove larger than her head and rushed into the office from the side of the office, but It's just that.

The two options in front of him are the same as before, but the supervisor did not choose to restart immediately. He is wondering, what should he say to Ling after restarting work?

'Sorry I was wrong, I shouldn't refuse your help' Hmm...a bit weak and not suitable.And'It's that Reimu who cheated, I want you to help' seems to be throwing the pot.

Scratching his head, the supervisor saw the mercury lamp floating in the air, and after reaching out to take her down, he carefully looked at the missing palm.

The signs of corrosion are very obvious... So what exactly does the supervisor drink every day?

But just sitting here and watching doesn't make things better. If there is nothing wrong with the supervisor's "trait", as long as you click back, then the error caused today will become "never happened".

After hesitating for a while, the supervisor reached out and poked the black mask covering Reimu's face, and found that the thing was extremely hard, not as soft as other places.

So the supervisor quickly became tasteless. He took the mercury lamp and lay down on the bed. The soft mattress and the slightly warm touch made him sigh.

Then he focused his gaze on the project of'Restarting this day's work'. In the next second, the supervisor only felt his body lighten. When he opened his eyes again, a rapid buzzing sound came into his ears.

The Mercury Lantern was sitting on the table in front of her with her hands intact, and she was holding her forehead sadly: "Well...it's really uncomfortable, idiot human, every time you do this, can you endure this pain?"

"Actually, I don't have any special feelings, maybe only other people in this room will have similar feelings? I don't know clearly... Then now, let's ring you."

On the display, Ling immediately jumped out, and she raised her hand and swayed: "Yes! It's been there all the time, and it has just been sorted out. Regarding your energy to look back twice... it looks like a disaster, right? Supervisor?"

It is true, but the supervisor pondered for a while, and suddenly opened his hands: "According to my personal inference, it is obvious that even if I can continuously arm [Miracle Orchestra] or something to execute suppression against Reimu, the result will be It won’t be better than before, right?"

"Although I really want to cheer you on, it is in fact so. But you can also choose by yourself. If you continue to use your own hard work, blood, and root to defeat Miss Reimu, let her surrender, you still have a try. What about new inventions?"

"Can I choose both?"

"sure."

——Is it so simple?

Author's message:

PS:...Half of the week has passed again, life flies so fast...

PS4:...please ask for a ticket, please ask for a reward!That's it!

831. This weapon is a unique masterpiece!

The proposal that Ling put forward was the first person to fiercely oppose Christina... how should I put it, it seems that this is already the norm.Anyway, Ling planned to do any radical behavior, she must oppose it.

"I don't recommend...correction. I don't allow you to start such a dangerous attempt. This may cause the company's foundation to be frustrated and completely lose the front line."

Ling waved her hand and took off the various devices on her body. At the same time, in the screen wall, Reimu was holding her arms and standing peacefully in the screen, with no signs of anxiety.

Christina directly occupied half of the display, trying to stop Ling from continuing to prepare.Unfortunately, it was useless, because the bell turned off the audio directly.

"I have done enough tests, and I have conducted quite a lot of simulation experiments when smoothing out the abnormal tendency of the supervisor. There will be no major problems. After all, I want to fully activate this set of weapons, inspiration and The passion has come to an end. What is needed now is a bold attempt."

"Supervisor, I once told you that you are very special. And since working for so many hours, you have gradually discovered that you are different."

You don't need to repeat the supervisor to understand, but he is not quite clear. At this stall, what did Ling suddenly say about this?Is it possible that she also wanted to temporarily activate the supervisor so that he could use strange skills such as the incarnation of the apostle and the descending of the gods.

When these words were said, not only Ling laughed without hesitation, but even the mercury lamp, who was suffering from a headache, hummed a few times.

Ling took out a red bracelet with a jewel in the middle from under the table and shook it: "If you can, why don't we just distribute it to the employees to quickly increase your combat effectiveness? In the final analysis, those plans have failed. ."

"And now it's different! Ah, after all, the language description is not a solution, so please change your clothes first... Sister, help me send the equipment?"

The desk and the floor below slowly slid away from the supervisor, and the mercury lamp watched in a daze as he was taken away together-but not far away, from the moved floor, a small machine full of multi-stage transmission structure The arm, like a new structure with a standing area was sent up.

The buzzer sounded, and the supervisor tilted his head in doubt...Why, do you want to stand up?And this structure is so familiar. Will the mechanical arms on both sides come over and put on a steel suit later?

The supervisor’s personal aesthetics is that he likes the huge shoulder structure. The best helmet is a pig-nose filter. If you can put a few soldering mottos on the armor, it would be even better——

However, it is a pity that the reality has not changed with the will of the supervisor. On the contrary, when the supervisor is standing in the area, several mechanical arms move efficiently and directly give the uniform he is currently wearing. Split it up.

Then in the supervisor's somewhat dazed state, he took out a roll of things like cloth from the surrounding storage grids... No, that's cloth, right?

"Yeah! That's right, I woven it carefully, please don't move it now, otherwise, I can't guarantee that they will sew the clothes to your body."

It sounds like a threat, but the supervisor only feels that the surrounding robotic arms are starting to operate efficiently. The fabric is cut into a suitable shape, and the sewing thread used for the connection quickly splices the shape and the pattern. It only takes about ten seconds. I feel a new look on myself.

A pure black Chinese uniform is used as the base, a row of silver dangling buttons is decorated in front of him, and the supervisor stretches out his hand. There are emerald green embroidery threads on the cuffs. They are spliced ​​into his own incomprehensible text, which seems to be faint The shimmer.

Observing carefully, the supervisor found that most of the patterns on this dress had embroidered threads of similar colors, which was amazing.

However, this is just a new uniform, there is no difference... Before finishing talking, another batch of robotic arms unfolded again, cut out a new piece of fabric, and quickly put it on the supervisor.

This time, it is a robe that hides all the buttons. The long hem reaches the middle of the calf. The relatively loose cuffs are symmetrically drawn with golden, wing-like logos.

At the neckline, close to the left and right sides of the neck, there are also symmetrical metal collar buckles, but the high quarter notes are used.

From the neckline down, the front flap in the middle is pure white.Black and white are distinct and seem to indicate something.

The supervisor also noticed that some of the unique patterns of the department head who had completed the'pacification' on his previous uniform were all transferred to this dress.

They seem to be randomly distributed on the arms, front and back, the hem of the robe, etc., but the color is strictly pure white.

When the clothes were changed and the supervisor was about to leave, several robotic arms took a roll of white cloth, and then quickly wrapped and fixed it on the supervisor, covering all those patterns with green sutures.

What is the point of doing this...?