The supervisor does not die from a debt

Even if the supervisor tried to touch it with the'hand' and confirmed that the whole is indeed made of stone, there was no feedback, but Ms. Kato Kei told him that it was not the case.

There was a special voice, asking in her ears what she wanted to achieve, and she also emphasized that a wish that is too strong may lead to unacceptable costs.

The supervisor replied casually: "Just think of something, or not make a wish. This is what I mentioned before. That is a very great existence, but now it suppresses his own abnormal disturbance and can only be used as an energy source. Rare generators are used."

Then I felt a bit of a touch on my head. The supervisor touched his head and found that there were no additional changes. After that, he stayed for a while, and did not leave the containment room until Megumi Kato said, "It's alright."

Feeling this, the supervisor suddenly stopped the movement of flying forward, and then stretched out his'hand' to catch a soft white beret that fell from the sky.

"This thing is... a hat?"

'Well, yes, because you said you want to think about something, I immediately thought of the hat that you lost, and then it appeared.'

It’s really a convenient ability. Maybe Ms. Kato doesn’t know the price after using this wish. After feeling the coldness of the wind blowing over her body, the supervisor puts the hat on her head, and then notices its traces. Also disappeared.

It seems that the nameplate is special, because the rope including it is invisible.

Before Megumi Kato could react, the supervisor haha ​​and sent her back to the containment room, and immediately after leaving, plunged her consciousness into the deep darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, I only felt a little blur in front of my eyes, and then immediately became clear, but there was no severe pain from the body, so that the supervisor was particularly puzzled.

Ling Xian didn't come to beat him today...Ah no, did you train yourself?Or is it entangled by something terrible?Or maybe it was because she got off work a bit early, so she planned to come here later?

Almost doubting himself into a hundred thousand why, the supervisor turned his head and saw that the mercury lamp was wearing some complicated shoes leisurely there.

To be honest, every decoration on her body is full of gorgeous and expensive dying feeling, but the combination is quite elegant, and there is no sense of inconsistency.I can only say... Sure enough, you still have to look at your face, right?

Then he stretched out his hand and directly held the waist of the mercury lamp: "Let me ask, Your Highness Mercury, I feel a little pain in my head. Did you kick me just now?"

"Huh? Stupid human, are you confused? How could I do such boring things, and it doesn't make any sense. Anyway, your head is so hard that you can even break a part of the table."

There are inconsistencies, so this guy must have kicked.But for the sake of taking off his shoes, the supervisor didn't care.

Released her, the supervisor turned his head and nodded Christina, who has been appearing on the monitor: "Today's work is over, isn't there anything to say? For example, what needs to be paid attention to, or the official duties to be handled during the break?"

"It is confirmed that the supervisor has returned to the office and has not shown any discomfort, as the work has been completed."

After Christina finished saying this, the fax machine began to spit out documents frantically, paused occasionally, filled some papers inside, and continued to spit out documents.

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To be honest, it’s not bad to be able to look at documents on the table with your feet up, and toss them aside after reading those that don’t need to be reviewed, and put them back when you need to write their names.

It's just that paperwork is required after managing the containment area. This feeling always feels like writing a report after physical work, and having to do homework at night after having fun during the day and having dinner.

"But it's better than doing homework. No one urges me to finish it today. If I can't finish it, someone will help me. It feels pretty good."

Throwing a document on the table casually, the supervisor took the mental energy drink for a while, ran to pour himself a cup of tea, and poured hot water into the mercury lamp teapot by the way.

"Speaking of your Royal Highness, what do you want to eat tonight, or pudding? Would you like to try the pasta, or I will let Nepujiya make a soup dish?"

"No, I drink black tea just to feel it. I don’t need to eat or drink. I just need to wind it up... Stupid humans, you won’t be allowed to wind your head too long in the future. It’s a sophisticated mechanical structure. Can you afford it if it breaks!"

It doesn't matter, there are everyone here, maybe someone who can repair the doll.

The supervisor shrugged and continued to chat with the mercury lamp one after another, and then wondered if he had forgotten something, but waited until there was movement from the elevator, wearing an exoskeleton, but something on the shelf on his back. It suddenly occurred to you when Uni, who had run out, came up.

In the past to help her untie the thing, the supervisor let the tired Unisit sit in his chair, and then moved the teacup to the table: "I just remembered that I should go to the containment corridor now, Miss Unis. Are you right here at the break? Just ask this poisonous AI if you have any needs."

"Huh? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

The supervisor pressed her shoulder and stared at Youni earnestly: "No, what you need now is rest. If you really want to help, take a break and then help me look at some documents. That's okay?"

"Hmm, no problem, don't worry!"

Then the supervisor neatly walked to his elevator and told Chris that if he wanted to go to the intelligence department, he needed the [Magic Catapult] in the first containment room and the [big old man] in the second containment room.

This time I was not embarrassed, Christina quickly approved the application, and then let the elevator arrive. After the supervisor entered, Unicorn relaxed and collapsed on the chair.

There is still some residual warmth that feels very comfortable. This chair is a bit wide for her, but the reassuring feeling has not dissipated, but it has restored her a little bit of energy.

Thinking of helping the supervisor do something, she sat up a little bit and asked politely: "Miss Mercury Lantern, may I ask that... where is the file?"

The mercury lamp was holding the teacup, Ruoyoruowu smiled, and then stretched out his hand and swiped to his side: "What you see is all. That foolish human is probably gone."

Looking at the stack of documents as high as a mountain, Uni began to think whether he should punish Nepujiya.

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1082. In short, negotiate first, maybe it will work?

Every time I enter the containment corridor, my senses are actually not the same... How can I say it? Maybe it’s a psychological effect. Sometimes the air feels a little stagnant, and sometimes it feels quite cold, but in general, this This feeling is very subtle.

Settling down, the supervisor first walked to the door of the [Magic Shot Shooter]'s containment room, after a little thought about what to say, opened the door, and then walked in without hesitation.

In the slightly cold room, when the supervisor saw the [Magic Catapult], the other party also saw him, and then took the initiative to say in a nice voice: "Oh, oh, rare guest, you don’t look like those full It's a person with impurities."

"Um...Yes, let me introduce myself first. I am the director of this company. I have to take you in as a last resort. I have never had time to come over and discuss with you. It is also because there are so many things. How can you bear it?"

However, the other party speaks very well, and it is even possible that at most every day, he recognizes his own abnormal concepts. By the way, he chats with the employees by his mood, and his life is much better than before.

After chatting for a few words, the supervisor looked upright, and then seriously said: "In fact, this is the case. The company has a new plan here. It depends on your personal wishes. Would you like to do it before the start of work tomorrow? , Live in another place?"

"It's not that you will be abandoned here, but instead to use more professional staff for management, no additional processes are required, just to meet your basic personal needs."

The supervisor thought for a while, glanced at the text on the small monitor that appeared on the wall, and then said: "Since you are no longer required to produce energy continuously, you will be relatively relaxed...it seems like this. ."

What he didn't expect was that [Magic Bullet Shooter] actually refused.The reason is simple. Staying here often has people coming in to work, which can bring some interesting insights. Employees are not rigid, bitter and hated, or even malicious people.

On the contrary, the arrival of every employee with a heart of justice can help [Magic Catapult] to sort out and recognize his own abnormal nature. This process is much more interesting than imagined. In that case, why should you leave? ?

The supervisor sighed: "Well, follow your advice, but if you can slightly reduce the cost of hiring you or don't shoot randomly."

"Of course, why not?"

Therefore, when the supervisor walked out of the containment room, he still maintained a rather awkward expression-[Magic Projectile] admitted and told him that if her weapon is to be used in the future, the energy given will become a constant Numerical value, but her method of expression is rather strange, using the phrase "about the amount of two magical ammunition".

Fortunately, the supervisor is not alone. Christina replied after he walked out: "This means that the energy you will use to hire [Magic Catapult] in the future will be reduced to the fixed 20 points of energy."

This sounds like a good thing, what's the matter, can't it?

The supervisor was quite puzzled, and then he asked without hesitation. Fortunately, Christina did not hide this time and replied directly: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with your idea. This is a very valuable conversation result, which means The hidden danger of this abnormality is gradually reduced to an acceptable level."