The supervisor does not die from a debt

PS: Thank you Traveler Tobin x10 for your reward~

PS4: ...think about it, I seem to take a day off this month?People are blinded... Anyway, this is (18/26)!

1019. I want to solve the problem in my own way!

The'Twilight Test' comes sometimes early and sometimes late, but the'Midnight Test' will definitely come when the ninth level is melted down, so the supervisor has only twice...No, maybe he has only seen the'Midnight Test' twice. .

The fundamental reason is not to be afraid of how difficult it is, but that there is no need to fight, work hard, and waste time. There is only energy income rewards. It is really not worth the loss. Of course, you have to say that you can collect achievement rewards after seeing it for the first time. Maybe it's so attractive.

But there is no obvious improvement in the work, so the supervisor can usually not touch it without touching it-in short, it was so long until the end of the work today, the supervisor suddenly stopped letting employees collect energy, and then clicked on the display. Christina's forehead.

"At the end of today's work, the employees who remained in the containment room in an abnormal state were regarded as dead... They were actually processed, right? When did this process begin?"

"From the time you clicked to end the work, and the final observation of the abnormality began, and the construction department began to clean up the department. Do you plan to do anything with [F-01-37] before then?"

The supervisor paused: "Well, yes, I plan to do this, so after I confirm that I have finished the work, can I ask the people in the construction department to wait a few minutes before cleaning up?"

"Although this request is unreasonable, I will submit it. What is the actual result? You can wait...result feedback, you can do so."

The supervisor happily clicked her forehead from left to right, and rarely choked with her: "Okay, I understand, so be prepared first, I will be able to finish work immediately!"

"I don't recommend that you finish your work so quickly. If you have some margin, you can work more, train your employees and get more energy at the same time."

Anyway, you can't wait for a salary and send it to the supervisor. No matter how much you collect, it will still be cheaper in the end.After the supervisor mumbled a few words that no one understood, he advanced another round of meltdown.

Then he dealt with the meltdown neatly and neatly. Under the amazed gaze of the mercury lamp, the supervisor pressed the button of'end today's work', and then the whole person shook for a moment, and instantly fell to the table motionless.

The mercury lamp landed on the table without hesitation, and then protrudingly stretched out his feet, poked the supervisor in the face, and sat on his head without hesitation, looking up at the screen wall, wanting to see if he was ready How to deal with that remaining problem.

As for the supervisor, he opened his eyes again after passing through a cold darkness, and saw a lit candle and a long sword that was placed flat on his knees and was sharpened and glowing with cold light. .

The blade is slender and the hilt is weird. If you study carefully, you can find that there is a relatively short sharp blade on the stone platform. The supervisor is no stranger to it-from the depths of his thoughts, something can be clearly perceived The happy mood shows that the doll lady is very happy.

Since knowing that the supervisor would use her to fight, she has basically been dressed in this full-body leather combat outfit in the containment room, and even the employees who come to work feel that standing here is not a forgotten person. Miss O, but a fighting mentor... who is looking forward to something.

"Ah... Kind hunter, it's about to start fighting again... Well, it looks like... how?"

The feeling in my heart became more and more joyful. Although there was a flat feeling in it, the supervisor did receive it.

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Time was limited, and the supervisor had to finish the work before the construction department came out to wash the floor, so he didn't stop. He hung two weapons around his waist and immediately walked out of the containment room, then quickly turned and walked into the nearest elevator.

The company is almost familiar with the road, where to go and where to take the elevator, the supervisor is almost familiar with it, and basically won't go wrong.

Therefore, the guide line is superfluous-thinking about it this way, the supervisor still follows the guide line, silent all the way, without saying a word.

"You plan to face the anomaly personally and prove that you can also save the staff... I don't deny that you have this ability, but have you ever thought that you are now going to other containment rooms as an anomaly? Is this Is it useful?"

Christina's voice came from nearby, but the supervisor didn't say a word. He walked quietly, looking for the nearest elevator, through the corridor, through the hall, and into the middle floor.

"To put it another way, some of the results of your meeting with anomalies and anomalies are worse. However, you are not allowed to meet with employees in the form of an ontology, so you cannot fight [F-01-37] personally. This is indeed a It’s a good compromise, but can you beat the opponent?"

The supervisor turned his head, glanced at a nearby communicator, and then continued to wait for the elevator to arrive.

"As a Peh-level anomaly, the opponent is one energy level higher than the anomaly you are currently using. Not only that, there is no attribute evaluation for the anomaly itself. Your own'courage' can only increase the upper limit of its damage. Is it effective? Need more experimentation, right?"

After a while, when the supervisor walked to the disciplinary department, Christina asked as if remembering: "Why didn't you answer? Time is not so short that you can't wait for a few seconds, I'm reporting to you Mistakes require feedback and analysis."

The supervisor waited for the elevator, suddenly lowered his head, glanced at the palm of his hand wrapped in leather gloves, then spoke, and replied in a soft tone like a dream.

"A kind hunter... is on the hunt... Extra thoughts will only disturb the determination... Miss Chris, do you understand this?"

"It's not that you don't speak, but... the language is used to determine determination... not something promised... Dialogue is used to make connections... it needs more concentration..."

To put it simply, because Miss Doll put more thoughts on the supervisor's use of her to fight, and even the composition of the language is completely in the state, the supervisor can't talk to Christina normally now.

Constantly reconstructing the skills of dealing with various battles in his mind, the supervisor calmly walked into the elevator, waited a few seconds, and stepped into the black stone containment area again.

There, Nagato Yuxi did not leave, but stood quietly in front of a huge black stone monument, with golden words etched on it.When she noticed the supervisor's arrival, she had already turned around and watched the supervisor walk into the lobby.

Then he pushed his glasses and hugged the work board in front of him, as if asking the supervisor what to do.

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PS: In the early morning, you won’t be lined up for the platoon!

PS4: ...please ask for a ticket and a blade!

1020. Years of hunting skills are not blown out

The supervisor did not speak, but took out a pair of swords of different lengths, gently drew a circle in front of him, and then held it in his hand with the tip of the sword facing the ground.

Then he raised his head and looked at Yuki Nagato with a calm look.

The latter nodded insignificantly, turned around and continued to look at the slate, etched the golden, unclear text on it, and stopped asking the supervisor's purpose.

However, when passing by her, the supervisor still heard the insignificant words, which were softer than the whispers in his sleep.

"Be careful."

However, turning his head, Nagato Yuxi still maintained that posture. On the stone tablet in front of him, the golden words continued to flow, and finally fixed, forming rows of beautiful words that flowed into the etched content.

It wasn't an illusion, but the supervisor did not answer. He nodded, continued to hold the weapon, and walked smoothly into the containment corridor - then, he remembered the emotion he had received at that moment.

Shaking his head, the care welling in his heart made him feel at ease, and then walked to the [F-01-37] containment room, the supervisor did not hesitate to put his hand on the LCD control panel.

The door slid silently, and it seemed that the cold wind from Northrend directly condensed small ice crystals on the floor, but the supervisor is now a doll, and the joints don’t need to be oiled. For the cold assault-Miss Doll Very familiar, not timid.

The director settled down and walked into the containment chamber with the alien sword in both hands. The moment the door behind him closed, the frost and the wind and snow converged into an invisible vortex, and he did not hesitate to reach out the long sword. With a strong wave--

The ice and snow broke open, and what appeared in front of the supervisor was a high mountain covered with ice and snow.Under the clear sky, those long-lasting hard ice followed the ridge all the way down, covered with blue ice ridges of white ice and snow, like a silent guard there.

The dazzling white light made the supervisor's eyes a little uncomfortable. Looking up at the ice and snow fortress on the top of the mountain, it must be the goal of this trip... However, the employee's record has never mentioned such a confrontation.

They just said that they would fight an enemy holding a sword of frost in a hall made of ice and snow. As long as they had the courage to advance, they could defeat it, and then leave with the trapped people.

Pulling his feet out of the deep snow, the supervisor carefully took a step, and after making sure that the ground under his feet and the squeezed snow was a solid ground, he stepped on with confidence.

Miss Doll doesn't need to breathe, so it's cold and meaningless, but the supervisor now wants to sigh very much-he turned his head, and the series of footprints and dragging traces left behind showed that he has been gone for a long time, but the castle is still far away.

This kind of deadly winter will definitely not last so long, and it is impossible for the other party to arrange such a long road to let the supervisor go on without fun.

Loud noises like landslides sounded from all directions, and the supervisor's already somewhat boring expression instantly became serious. He held the sword in his hand and looked around the surroundings astutely, and the supervisor quickly made his own judgment.

He leaned forward without hesitation, plunged into the snow, with two swords hung on his waist, digging with both hands at high speed, unexpectedly digging a small passage from under the snow, and leaping forward for a while. , The legs are hard, leaping high!