The supervisor does not die from a debt

Aoba nodded, and after writing something on the work board, he continued, "I still have to remind you? It is very possible that the one who wakes up will have a huge deviation, and may even be completely different from the one in your memory. Different, this is the worst case. Even so, do you still have to try?"

"...Worst possible, is it so bad?"

"Well~ the worst possible, it will be like this. The company will not deceive people. After all, we say that pharmaceuticals are pharmaceuticals and R&D is research and development. We will never conduct experiments in the name of treatment."

The supervisor poked the mercury lamp that was peeling oranges, and she looked up a little dissatisfied: "Idiot human, what inexplicable ideas do you have?"

"No, no, I just want to say, do you think that Aoba is enjoying it?"

"Huh? Can't tell, does that little guy actually have such a preference."

In short, before the more troublesome problem appeared, the supervisor stopped Aoba's behavior, and then said seriously: "Although I don't have any guarantees, I may have a better way to clean up the abnormal tendency."

Novaro, who had been in a low state before, immediately turned his head and looked at the supervisor (the aircraft) in surprise. However, he scratched his head and glanced at the document he had just sent.

"But I still have to get the vaccination. I don't guarantee how long it will take or how good the recovery will be. Maybe for a long time, you won't see this child named You Ni. Is it okay? "

This time, Novalu nodded without hesitation: "It's okay! As long as Uni can wake up, no matter what...In this case, at least Nepujiya will be happy too!"

Speaking of this, Aoba didn't continue to scare Novaro by saying things badly, she closed the work board, and then nodded with a smile.

"Well, let us do the rest, don't worry, we are professional."

For some reason, the supervisor always thinks this is like a flag.

Author's message:

PS: The new week has begun!Come on (depressed)

854. This is a brand new collection... Tibetan?(End of this volume)

The suppression force field is a very important facility. Without it, many things cannot be carried out, especially for employees to be in relatively safe contact with abnormalities. Therefore, the company has fully demonstrated its initiative since it was broken. A repair plan that was underway at the beginning was perfected and implemented.

When Aoba seriously reported the situation, she pointed her fingers very seriously: "Yes, it's not that the company hasn't done it, but that it really can't do it. Even if Ms. Ling's smoothing, there is no way Those who have begun to transform into abnormalities, bring them back..."

She patted a thick book'Pattern', and then carefully put it back in place. At this time, the supervisor had moved to Aoba's psychological clinic, and the usual psychological counseling work seemed to It has been handed over to the'senior' that Aoba said.

"However, we still need some small adjustments if we want to really hand it over to you, such as the video equipment detection device, and the corresponding sound reception must also be managed to a certain extent. In fact, some people are opposed to this excessive Radical behavior."

"But who would have thought that the suppression force field will be broken so quickly and so thoroughly that it can no longer be solved by'fixing it in a few hundred years'."

Aoba babbled and seemed to be complaining, but from her tone, the supervisor even heard a very happy feeling. When asking, Aoba nodded happily: "Of course it can make people recover." , One more person who can squeeze... ah no, can help with the work, but it’s a great thing."

Did this person just say a very suspicious word?

But before the supervisor could ask a question, there was a noise from the side of the elevator, and then Chino and Futaba walked out of it.

Futaba stretched a long lazy waist: "Well-work is over, in good condition, I can enjoy a moment of rest with my brother, it is really great!"

Chino didn't rush to speak, but looking at her relaxed look, it seemed that her state was not bad.

After beckoning and letting Futaba come over, the supervisor put half of an orange in her hand, and then grabbed Futaba who was about to seize the way and flee.

"Don't run! We are brothers and sisters who share the joys and sorrows. Isn't it your job to help me share some oranges!"

"But when I was writing the program, my elder brother didn't help me with correcting errors, so I stopped eating the oranges. I still have things to deal with. Now I suddenly remembered to go home--"

"Muda! I won't help me solve this today! I tell you, I even put oranges in your mouth with the skin!"

"Friendship and family affection broke together!"

Looking at the two with an angry and amused look, Tomino walked quietly behind the mercury lamp and made a gesture that he wanted to hug-the latter sighed, carefully wiped off the orange juice from his hand with a handkerchief, and then turned his head slightly He raised his hand so that Tomino could put his hands under her armpits and put her in his arms.

Hugging the mercury lamp with one hand happily, Tomano learned the posture of the supervisor so that she could sit on her arm...just with her body facing inward...then ran to the side of the table, planning to make coffee and let her wait. Those who will come, taste it together.

As for the supervisor, after forcibly suppressing Futaba, he stuffed a whole peeled orange into Futaba's mouth. It is estimated that she will have no time to speak for a while.

Then, the supervisor continued to tap the keyboard to confirm whether he really handled everything.

…………

...

When Ling Xian came to take charge of the office, what he saw was that the supervisor was still sitting in his chair.

But now a white paper round table appeared in front of him, and the others sat in a circle clockwise, looking a bit like they were discussing work.

With his back to the desk, at least without looking at Christina's face, the supervisor was quite satisfied... Then, he ordered the table: "Who should play the cards, I'm waiting for... Well, it will take too long. Points deducted."

Futaba and the Mercury Lamp looked at each other, then Mercury Lamp put a few cards in front of him on the table: "Well, at this time, just use the big card..."

"Wang fried! Four threes! I'm done!"

She was interrupted for an instant, making the Mercury Lamp frowned in irritation. However, losing is losing. She angrily dropped the card that was quite big for her, and then sat on the table with her arms, staring at the supervisor viciously. .

Chino carefully put a small piece of sail into the bottle, and when he saw Lingxian coming, immediately put down his work, quickly poured a cup of coffee from the thermos and handed it to Lingxian.

Under her hopeful gaze, Ling Xian casually found a chair to sit at the new round table, drank a little and nodded: "It feels softer than before, and it has made great progress."

Ling Xian's casual answer greatly encouraged Chino, but there are a lot of things to report to the supervisor, one of which is... the box she brought.

The small squares separated by sponges in the box contain what looks like an electronic cigarette, as well as sprayers, glass vials, needles and the like, which look like medical supplies.

"Which recovery method do you think you accept? In the past, many supervisors would choose to use a syringe on their heart to ease the spirit..."

The supervisor quickly picked up the glass bottle: "Drink, this kind is fine, the others are too early for me, and you know, I am not a person who can smoke."

"understood."

After confirming this, Ling Xian went on to say: "You actively want to treat the member who can greatly improve the stability of the company as long as he wakes up, and the company has indeed approved this application."

Shouldn't Christina say this kind of thing?

"Ms. Hong Liqi has to deal with more things than you think. Not only that, tomorrow the head of the department will lose the ability to behave and it will be quite troublesome... but that's tomorrow."

Ling Xian closed the box, then picked up his work board and clicked: "This is the problem you are going to deal with today."

The floor next to the desk slowly slid aside, and then, a rear part with complicated metal components, and the entire front part is a life-saving device made of transparent materials, slowly rising from below.

When I finally stopped there, it was like a sleeping beauty in the collection given to the supervisor.

"Huh? Huh? Just sent me here?"

"That's right, we will temporarily place it here until you smooth the state, because I believe you will not let us down."

Not that problem!Just put the individual here, how stressful should I be when working in the office?!

(The supervisor is motionless. End)