The supervisor does not die from a debt

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When the sound of the elevator arrived, the supervisor just subconsciously looked up, and then continued to stand next to the recycling port, flipping through the stack of documents in his hand.

The elevator opened, and Yuni looked very heavy in her outfit, but as long as it was fully charged, the exoskeleton, which could help her move, walked into the office with a light backpack and tools.

"Ha... Good evening, Director, I'm very busy today..."

It was very busy. After the supervisor threw the documents in her hand into the recycling port, he took the toolkit from her hand and hung it on her shoulders, and assisted her to remove the exoskeleton by the way. Afterwards, she found that Nepkiya was following along. behind.

"Ah, Director! You have been working hard today. I'm here to cook for you. By the way, there is something to talk about... Well, Miss Chino and Miss Suzusen, aren't they?"

The supervisor spread out his hands and shrugged, and guided Yuni, who was already a little sleepy, to the chair on the side of the desk. After she sat down, she poured a cup of hot water and put it next to her: "Yes, Ling Xian said that the medicine is progressing. Then Chino wants to wake up a new family...Wait, speaking of this, I remember that Nepujiya also has one in your family? It doesn't matter if she stays alone?"

Nepujiya smiled'ahhaha' and said that there is no problem. Miss Novaru can take good care of herself even if she is alone at home. The big thing is to eat more snacks.

Then she looked around in a cautious manner. To be honest, it was the second time to come to the supervisor’s office after all. There were a lot of things that she didn’t know well—the place where she used to make teppanyaki and Okonomiyaki before was It is full of documents, and there is no room now.

So after hesitating for a while, she suddenly took out a small square like a cross button from her skirt, and after gently tossing it up, a pair of spiral wings spread out above the square and began to float steadily in mid-air.

Then the front of the cross button projected a face somewhat similar to Nepujiya, but a younger face, and a familiar voice from the supervisor came out from inside.

"Ye Hoonepujiya~ What can I do? As long as I can do it with my sister, it doesn't matter if I try to rely on me!"

Nepujiya pointed to a piece of the floor next to the desk: "First move the documents over there to another place, and then bring the cooking equipment... is that okay?"

"Ahhh~ It's simple, this kind of trivial matter, you don't even need to spend any effort, just shout it!"

Then the small device made a weird sound and flew to the place designated by Nepujiya. Many mechanical arms stretched out from the ceiling and the nearby floor, and began to quickly adjust the stacking position of those files, and took some things that could be spliced ​​together. Come out and put it in the middle.

The supervisor blinked and asked curiously: "Uh... IMHO, how do I feel that the sound of the device is a bit like that..."

"Huh? Ah, is it like a sister, right? Director, you seem to know that I used to have a sister, because you did a good job of dredging, so I don't have to worry, my thoughts turn into reality, so I did this easily. "

Nepujiya opened her hand happily, and introduced it as if showing off: "Hey! That's it, sister No. 33, is she very flexible? Daily conversations are also completely fine!"

What happened to the previous thirty-two numbers?

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PS: Why is the medicine always made into a good amount without taking it?Too strange

PS4: ...I want to play, Luigi's Haunted House, but there is no...Alright, please ask for a ticket and a blade!

1054. The bitterness and the willingness to come means...I can have dinner?

"Supervisor, you think too much. For a useful device, from design to final implementation, implementation of usage and improvement, there will always be various test machines. The reason for the number is because I need to record the failure of my production. How many times."

Nepujiya smiled and waved her hand, and carefully took out a glass bottle from her pocket, with a beautiful blue liquid rippling in it. After she shook it, she placed it next to the supervisor, hoping to wait for Youni to sleep for a while Drink it after getting up.

"What about this, is the weakened version of the mental energy drink you are in charge of? Well, I don't know too much, because Miss Ling Xian gave it to me. Okay, I should make dinner for you. I want to eat some today. What is it? You can’t do it if there is too much fumes, but it will take a little longer."

Tie the long hair scattered behind her head into a ponytail with a rubber band. Nepujiya turned over what she had brought, put on her pink apron and turned around to tie herself up, and then Walk to the stove that has been assembled.

'Sister No. 33' is floating beside her, and the three-dimensional projection is full of various dishes, raw materials, etc., a dazzling array, but when it comes to choices, the supervisor is a little baffled. After all, he... The choice is difficult.

He suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, since this flying gadget can answer and daily conversations so smoothly, don't you worry about it generating self-awareness? Just like Chris did."

"Miss Hong Liqi? She is special, should I say that it is AI, or is it not? This needs to be defined by the supervisor yourself, but there is no need to worry about sister No. 33, there will be no such danger. "

The supervisor feels that according to the laws in general animations or novels, this thing will generate self-awareness, which is simply a certainty.

"When there is a sign, I will destroy it with a hammer! So rest assured, nothing will happen, eh!"

To be honest, when Nepjiya answered naturally, the supervisor always felt cold.

So after thinking about it again and again, the supervisor decided to look at what to eat at night. He looked at the kitchen utensils set up by Nepujiya, and suddenly thought: "I want to eat steak. Can I do it now?"

Nepujiya blinked: "Of course, supervisor, please wait a moment!"

She quickly pulled a metal baking tray out of the folding cabinet, and then spread a layer of butter—at least as it says on the jar, and then took out a fresh piece of red with white in the middle from the locker next to it. A steak with a texture that looks as good as marble.

After slightly treating the moisture on the lower surface with kitchen paper, Nepujiya used a clamp to put the steak directly on the baking tray when the butter began to smoke and emit a special taste.

The sound of'zizizi' came into her ears, the supervisor stretched her neck and looked over there, but Nepujiya was already in the state. She silently calculated the time in her heart, and then took out the bottled salt and evened it out. Sprinkle on the side that was not grilled, then quickly turn the steak over.

After the right brown was turned over, the grease on the top was still sizzling, and Nepujiya did not stop, smoothly sprinkling salt and powder that looks like seasoning on the steak, and then immediately It was turned over, then stood up, and after a little frying on the edge, it was picked up and placed on the white disk next to it.

Then put the boiled broccoli and the half-cut tomatoes on the plate. At the same time, put a dry dish containing about pepper and salt on the side, and then gently bring it over and place it in front of the supervisor.

"Come on, please taste it slowly. This is the steak you want... Well, I will play it by myself next, okay?"

The supervisor took the knife and chopsticks-this was the most comfortable way, and nodded to indicate that he was not particular, Nepujiya happily ran back to the position and started preparing for the next dish.

After pouring a glass of the table wine that had not been finished, the supervisor easily cut a small piece of steak, and the gravy that was locked by the slightly charred skin quickly overflowed.

The unique aroma of meat made the mercury lamp slap her nose. She didn't quite understand why the supervisor liked it so much. Unlike her, a little tea or dessert would be enough.

Without paying attention to the performance of the mercury lamp, the supervisor took the chopsticks and directly discharged the cow that was still oozing juice into his mouth.

The entrance is very fresh and sweet, the taste is quite rich, and the bite taste is not so much beef, as some kind of slightly obstructive pudding...maybe I haven't eaten it recently, so I miss it, in short, if you usually shout "Mix in the mouth" is bragging, this steak really melts in the mouth.

I didn't even chew very carefully, the thick juice and soft steak had already dropped into my throat, probably like this.

The supervisor did not hesitate to cut off the second piece, then greedily ate this larger steak into his mouth, chewing lightly, and turned his head to look at Nepujiya.

She was earnestly removing the bones from several chicken thigh steaks, leaving only relatively intact meat. Then she poured some clear oil on the bottom of the plate and started frying the chicken thighs.

At the same time, he was carrying a plate that had already been prepared, and what was placed inside was a grilled chicken breast that was just right and carefully cut into long strips.

Although people usually think that chicken breast is very woody and difficult to eat, the one made by Nepujiya feels completely different-the supervisor has not seen it at all. She has a small oven under the cooking table and took it out of it. The chicken breast is full of irresistible oil, and the spice that smells charming and scented on the outside enhances its layering.

Especially when it is eaten into the mouth, it is very chewy and does not scumbag. The oil and moisture that have penetrated into it make the teeth and tongue that have just been raised by the steak a little exercise.

Especially spices, the supervisor never thought about it. So someone really eats spices for rice?!

"Ah, supervisor, are you not used to it? Actually, I only tried it a few times. If it doesn't taste good, please put it aside!"

Nepujiya's reminder was very friendly, but to be honest, I was only a little surprised at first sight. After actually tasting it carefully, the supervisor did not feel that he was rejecting this kind of grilled chicken breast.

I even feel that maybe this can be used as the staple food for filling my stomach today. After all, it is indeed much more than a single piece of steak.

Thinking about this, the supervisor started to start the second piece of grilled chicken breast before the soup pot on the cooking counter boiled, and he was quite satisfied.

Author's message:

PS: The touch of the fingertips is too subtle, I also played with the pixel's dream of Cui by the way... How can I say, just two BOSS and a few pictures, you will sell me for more than forty, half a month without updating the log , Are you kidding me?

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