The supervisor does not die from a debt

Shrugging, the supervisor assigns employees to continue their work.

"You have to say that I have never read the Gospels, nor have I read the Bible. I just understand a little bit. The feeling of not speaking human words is quite clear. How to put it, I feel satisfied with this thing. , The problem will be big."

After all, you have to put a special effect once you work. Even pigs should know that this thing is not easy to mess with, so what stuff does the company contain?

Asking Ling if something goes wrong, she must know something, so while adjusting the order of work, the supervisor clicked on the little golden portrait, and then asked straightforwardly.

"You got me a Jesus?"

"Ah... it doesn't seem right? It seems to be a bit related? I can't tell you directly what it is, but I hope you can be mentally prepared. Sometimes, some things never make sense because they are born in this way."

Ling's voice was a little low. She obviously knew exactly what it was, but she couldn't tell the supervisor directly. From the time the thing was contained today, the problem had already occurred, and it was still very difficult to solve.

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To be honest, judging from Ling's attitude, the supervisor almost understands what this thing is about, so when he works next, he seems quite calm.

The closer he gets to failure, the more calm he is, and he can even say his guesses at will.

"Twelve scales, a whole disc, a clock that is about to end, engrave the name on the stone plate, follow the so-called'master'. But since it is abnormal, it must not be that simple."

"Even if Jesus came in person, he could only be beaten away by the infidels who appeared endlessly from Hell. A radiated world led believers to run away. I don’t believe that what this thing promises is so beautiful. ."

A third employee was dispatched into the containment room. The supervisor watched the name'Karlov' being engraved on the stone plate and recorded the words that appeared above the containment room.

'The flesh and blood will eventually decay, and I will give you eternal life.'

"You are still incapable of being a mechanical god. So let me first ask, can the aperture behind the employee's head be dispelled? Or if I enter the work schedule tomorrow, what will this thing be like? Reselect the so-called Believers?"

Of course, the supervisor does not actually expect them to answer, because these are not known before he tries it himself.The obvious problem at present is that [O-01-45] one person can only work once.

The maximum limit is 12 people. What will happen to it then... Then should the problem be solved today, or will it be postponed until tomorrow, until the new anomaly comes?

When the supervisor lit the table and pondered this question seriously, Meltdown advanced to the first level again, and at the same time, there was the test of'Blood Dawn'.

That being said, at least this time the meltdown of the containment chamber does not—

The dazzling red light along with the buzzing warning sound made the supervisor a bit irritable, because [O-01-45] seemed to have come here to make trouble. While the "test" was generated, the red that was about to breach containment was lit up. Light.

what does this mean?Every time a meltdown has to send a different employee in and be written down after performing the work?

Even if the supervisor does not send people in, this thing will force an employee to enter the containment room to work after the meltdown countdown ends. This behavior is like forced brainwashing of a self-aware person.

Worse than MLM, it belongs to forcing to reverse the will of others... Then don't blame me.

The supervisor assigned Justin into the containment room to perform the work of "oppression" to help the anomaly recognize its anomalous nature-in fact, for a long time, the supervisor thought that the work of "oppression" was a radical approach The abnormality causes damage, and the result is not actually that.

Putting the can of mental energy drink on the table, the supervisor assigns employees to beat those puppets that run around with the intention of releasing the abnormality in the containment chamber, while staring at the screen intently, want to see if [O-01-45] is it right? What other moths can be made.

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PS:...If the muscles in your hands twitch involuntarily, it means you are over-tired, as if...Anyway, please ask for the blade!

912. The more dangerous it is, the more it should be tried!

The result of the work is perfect, and Justin deserves to be one of the best employees. Whether it is coordinating their abnormal characteristics with abnormalities or communicating, they are perfectly competent.

The supervisor watched with a gloomy expression as he received the "blessing" from [O-01-45] in the containment room, and then lit a light circle behind his head to walk out of the containment room, in a bad mood.

Perceiving this, the mercury lamp gently tugged the supervisor's hair: "...Human, tell me why is that thing giving you such a headache? Have you already thought of something, some information about it? Can you tell me something? ,"

The supervisor did not turn his head, but temporarily stopped the assignment, let the employees and department heads maintain the status quo, opened the notebook and replied gently: "Of course, it seems that Chris and Ling are very curious. I will talk about my ideas. All right."

"The concept of this thing is'God,' or'the only omniscient and omnipotent' thing. It has 72 names. In short, they are mixed together, noble and very powerful."

"Anyway, a mythical story, it doesn't matter how you blow it. But now it appears in the containment chamber, and it is unscrupulously recruiting believers, probably intending to build this place into a new kingdom of God on earth... Wait, it's not right , It shouldn't be like this."

The supervisor suddenly propped up his arms and put his hands under his chin: "This shouldn't be the case, there should be a more correct way... And, Chris, I won't disappear or become transparent, put the gun down. "

"...I have confirmed that I have not acted vigilant against you."

Waved his hand, the supervisor suddenly laughed: "Maybe I am too nervous. How could this thing be the culmination of the so-called religious belief? It's not that I haven't read the report extracted from the [World Line Observer]. Cough, sort it out first."

"This anomaly will give the'baptized' employees an accessory. All data will be increased by 6 points. If it is not a random result, it is deliberate."

He drew three six numbers in the air, and then said: "It is different from the colloquial'Lao Tie 666' or '6 turned over' where I used to stay. If it is abnormal, this concept should be more pointed. Some, plus it’s classified as religious..."

"If you guessed correctly, this is probably a vain attempt to become the only god, and then imitating it, trying to do something that must fail, but at least it has done it for the sake of face."

When the supervisor made the conclusion in this way, the fourth employee also completed the'baptism', and the stone plate with 12 scales appeared on the screen again.

The name was engraved on it, but there were no words or dialogues, just silent recording, as if the main channel broke its essence and kept silent.

But it may also be accumulating strength, because this thing is obviously not unwilling to be lonely.

The supervisor thought, what would happen if he threw all the idle employees on his hand?After 12 people have been recorded, will this thing leave with "believers"?

Or, it will be sanctified immediately, then betrayed by traitors, killed by some other employee, and resurrected in three days...no, after the first seven?

When the supervisor said his own argument slightly mockingly, the disdain in his tone almost overflowed, so that the mercury lamp that had been listening was quite curious.

Does this person have hatred with religion?

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The supervisor is holding a drink, and [O-01-45] in the picture has already grown three pairs of wings at this time, and the whole anomaly has become fluttering, waving his own wings, as if not in the containment room, but Something else.

Regarding the question of the mercury lamp, the supervisor shrugged: "Because our understanding is fundamentally different from the'belief' represented by this anomaly."

"Is there a god? For me, I don't need to discuss it. The question that needs to be explored is whether the existence of God will have a subsequent impact on us?"

"If that thing is left alone, then what is the difference with non-existence. If that thing intervenes, then what is the point of our struggle? It's better to sit at home and wait for food to come from the sky."

"Instead of worshiping, it is better to think about whether you can provide/get something. This is a fact that can be expected in the short, medium and long term. Respect and reverence correspond to one side, endless worship, and on the other, endless peace of mind. Stop requesting..."

The supervisor pondered for a while, then nodded: "Dog licking."

It seems that I have said a little too much, and the supervisor turned to adjust the staff configuration so that employees who are not currently armed and whose abilities have not been exercised enter the containment room of [O-01-45].

Fill in the fifth name, sixth name, seventh name quickly...

[O-01-45] The image of [O-01-45] is also constantly changing with the increase in personnel. The black robe it was wearing began to turn into a dark blue soft woolen robe, its hood became a top hat, and its wings became extremely large. Let it be farther from the ground.

Then the woolen robe turned into pure white, the top hat gradually became shorter, and finally disappeared, allowing the supervisor to see the entire structure of the head-it was not a mask, or a head with a bird's beak.