The supervisor does not die from a debt

Victoriga took a vicious sip of the pipe and spit out the white cloud: "I didn't ask you, just to express this concept. And even the supervisor rushed in when she was changing clothes, should he reflect on it? Respect is relative, at least...you should ring the doorbell."

The supervisor glanced at the mercury lamp, then spread out his hand very innocently: "But I didn't see the doorbell, and the elevator was open, so I came here with a swipe...Uh, this dress looks pretty, compared to the fluffy Said the skirt."

"Ah, really, thanks for the compliment."

After a while, Victoriga couldn't help frowning: "Don't you think, turn your head now, let me get ready before continuing the conversation?"

The supervisor Yiyan turned his chair and turned his back to the wall of the screen, and continued to ask: “In fact, it’s not a big deal, but it’s anxious, so I ran over. I want to ask whether there is any Book two?"

The Mercury Lantern quietly watched their conversation. To be honest, she was quite happy when the supervisor was deflated, but she couldn't say it, or she would be retaliated by the supervisor.

"Not only is there a second book, it can even fill a wall. But to be honest, these things are of no value. They are the first book that was sorted out. If you want a second book, I need some time. You organize and re-bundle a copy."

A rustling voice came from Victorica, and after a while she continued: "Okay, you can turn back."

Supervisor Yiyan looked at the screen wall. At this time, she had already changed the dress with a wide waist, but the whole seemed to be wrapped up, which looked even more petite as Victoria, and it was a yukata that was somewhat improper.

"You want to explore the record externally. It doesn't matter. Chris has already passed the application. It only takes a little time."

After a short pause, Victoriga continued: "Of course, if you are interested in the outside, there are also changes in the natural environment, energy level readings affected by abnormal disturbances, and some related literature, although the last update time has passed. It took a long, long time, but it can be used as a reference anyway."

The supervisor listened attentively, and finally nodded convincingly. Then he was shocked by the various cover-covered books sent by those robotic arms—it was too much, not to mention it from the pile on the ground to the edge of the table. This is the result of several books placed side by side!

"People in the company don't like to read these things very much. Fortunately, there are no bugs here, huh... take your time, come to me if you don't have enough."

Spit out a cloud of white mist, Victoriga finally summed it up in the swirling smoke.

Author's message:

PS: Don’t ask if you don’t understand the title, don’t say if you understand (

PS4:... Then this is (20/26)... Ah I want to live!

1025. If there is a translator who doesn’t have to pay but is responsible...

Talking to Victorica about recording for a while, she seemed to become more active once she talked about things she was familiar with—attention, it was just a comparison, essentially just a little more talk.

The screen moved with her to the place used to reshape the employees. Victoriga knocked the pipe to stop the white smoke, and said in a low tone: "Supervisor, continue to waste time with me. It's just some old knowledge that can't be used. If you want to get new content, you can go to the R&D department and the intelligence department."

Beside her, Datrianne wiped her fingers slowly, and then added: "Yes, it means that we are going to start work, I hope you can avoid it."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

The supervisor thought for a while, bought a set of candy gift bags from the display shopping item, and nodded after sending it: "Okay, thank you two for your assistance. I have other questions, so I'm temporarily separated."

Then immediately dragged across the screen and zoomed it to the maximum, then picked up a book and opened it to make a sound of'Oh Huo'.

The Mercury Lantern looked at it casually, and found that it was still a text that the supervisor could not understand, and could not help but let out a smirking laugh.

Glancing at her, the supervisor did not say anything, but put it back in place, and then dragged the screen to the upper layer of the last two-story area opened by the company, that is, the whole is closed, but as soon as it is pulled over, the compartment disappears immediately The place.

Here, Nagato Yuki was sitting on a chair made of simple steel pipes, with a book full of pictograms and unknown words on her knees, watching the researchers busy.

Before the supervisor opened his mouth to say hello, the elevator on the left side of the office heard a'ding' arrival, and Ling Xian was walking in with two boxes, one large and one small.

"Supervisor, it's time for training, are you ready?"

"No, I'm not ready yet."

Ling Xian just asked casually. She put the big box on the ground, and after putting the small box on the desk, she shook the straight rabbit ears on top of her head.

"Are you reading a book? It's not bad to increase your own knowledge. Things are not covered by mystery, because cognition will make things clear...Ah, please don't care."

She put two bottles of medicines of different colors in front of the supervisor, then opened the big box and put the device inside on her body: "Drink the green first, then the purple one. After you feel a little warmer, let’s start training. ."

The supervisor shook the two bottles of translucent medicine a little bit, always feeling that he would suffer again today... No, it was super hard.

When the supervisor finished drinking the medicine and was waiting for it to take effect, the sound of arrival came from the elevator room. Looking over, the'sister' walked out, she was still wearing the uniform at work, and she had no intention of replacing it.

"The head of the central headquarters sent me to translate the content of the documents to the supervisor. The priority is not high. May I start now."

Lingxian checked her by the way and replied: "The supervisor's training is more important. Can you delay it a bit?"

"Yes, then wait for the supervisor to reassign..."

The supervisor hurriedly interrupted her, walked over and picked her up without hesitation, then squeezed the book in his chair and placed the book in front of her.

"I'll train first. You can read this book first, and just flip it. What does it mean to be on standby? There are sugar and black tea here. It's not enough to ask the Highness Mercury. That's it."

…………

...

The room was trembling slightly in the collision, and there was nothing fancy about a heavy invasion, because abnormalities would not use any fancy fighting methods.

They will only attack people based on their anomalous characteristics... Well, that's the case, but there are also some insidious things.

The supervisor skillfully avoided the sharp blade stabbed from the ground, and then complained: "How many times have I said that there is no abnormality that drills out of the ground-do you think there are still cockroaches in this world that become thorns? !"

"Maybe there are? Manager, don't get distracted. Every distraction means you need more treatment."

In the air pressure roar of the small pile driver, the supervisor flew out with a very unnatural bend, and when he was caught by the mechanical arm, he almost breathed out and died on the spot.

——In short, looking at the supervisor's desperate appearance here, the mercury lamp is no surprise, and he can even happily hold the tea cup and appreciate him being beaten.

As for the'sister', she was quietly flipping through the old document, but not at the desk.

The large executive office chair is a bit too big for her, so it took some time to turn around. She opened the bookstand on her lap, although she looked at the words that were familiar to her and could no longer be familiar. , In fact, I occasionally take a look at it, the supervisor was beaten to pieces.

It's just that the situation is getting better, because the supervisor is gradually gaining the upper hand-in the painful roar of the machinery, the equipment that Ling Xian has not possessed are constantly overloaded.

Shasha's slight flipping sound was completely covered by the shock caused by the fight, but the'sister' didn't care, her goal was only to complete the supervisor's work assignment.

In this state, the supervisor has been training for a full twenty minutes. The intensity and difficulty, as well as the full preparation of Ling Xian, completely exceeded the supervisor's imagination.

But compared to yesterday, the intensity has not increased much, so that at the end of this time, the supervisor was sitting in a pile of various debris, not to mention that, but he could barely move his body to stand. Getting up, being able to actively accept Lingxian's support is already a great improvement.

"Supervisor, your performance today is good enough, and your progress is far beyond my imagination...So, next I need to adjust my strategy to ensure that I can keep up with your progress."

Stop it, I think this is pretty good too, really, if you add it further, it will die, you know it will die!

After fully understanding the supervisor's expression, Ling Xian supported him with a face as usual, and said calmly: "It won't be too hard for you to accept, and it won't cause death. Please rest assured, I am professional."

It's because of being too professional that the supervisor doesn't believe it!

Being supported, the supervisor coughed a few times and spit out the blood clot in his throat, lying on his chair like a dead fish that had lost his life goal-before he came over, the'sister' stood up. He also wiped the chair by the way, now holding the book, standing beside him looking like a secretary.

But seriously, she now looks more like a hospice.