The supervisor does not die from a debt

Then she said nothing, this AI is really stingy to death.

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When he walked to the entrance of the lobby of the Intelligence Department, the supervisor reacted - logically speaking, he could not directly pass through the lobby, but before he asked, this somewhat complicated airtight door was already open.

Shrugged and entered the lobby of the Intelligence Department. Although this department has seen it several times, every time I see the monitors everywhere, the scrolling text, and the robotic arms that allow employees to move autonomously. Let the supervisor feel... It's not easy for social animals.

There was the sound of the motor running, and the supervisor looked up and saw that the workbench on which Futaba was sitting slowly lowered to his side, and then she threw away the keyboard with a clatter.

"Brother! Good evening! Today's work is very smooth, smooth and incredible, um. Next, are you going to [Big Daddy]'s containment room? Are you nervous?"

Nervousness is not too nervous, just a bit of brain pain. Conversation with anomalies is essentially to face the anomaly. Even if the supervisor himself is not afraid, the mental exhaustion is a real deal.

So in order to make him feel better, he stretched out his sinful hands, as if to wrap Futaba's head, he rubbed it vigorously.

"Mmm...I'm going to die! Brother, are you a wicked person!"

When the supervisor retracted his hand contentedly, Futaba's glasses, earphones, and the like all fell aside, and his long straight hair was in a mess, and it looked like a disaster.

"Ah, I'm satisfied for the time being. Anyway, I will go to [Big Daddy] and go back to the office...Speaking of which, are you coming over today?"

Futaba whispered dissatisfaction, picked up the glasses from the table and nodded immediately after putting them on: "Well, it will definitely pass. Today's work and processing will be over, dinner!"

"Okay, I know, dinner will be waiting for you too, just like that, the longer you stay here, it seems that the... uh [nothing] the greater the chance of breaking through, right? Anyway, I'll pass."

After the supervisor left, Futaba gently rubbed his reddish cheeks. Fortunately, the supervisor just rubbed it and didn't deliberately do anything wrong, otherwise the image would not be preserved.

The supervisor only heard the sound of the platform moving behind him, thinking that Futaba had gone to work, so he shrugged, and after passing through the department hall at a relatively slow pace, he entered another containment corridor.

There shouldn’t be any hesitation here. Going directly into the containment room, the supervisor first smelled the unique salty and astringent taste of sea water. In addition, there were some...erh, attached to the rusty containment room wall Barnacles?

It is said that people who have scratched their knees by barnacles will have barnacles in their kneecaps.

"Then what, good evening?"

The heavy-duty deep-sea diving suit in front of me showed no response. The supervisor paused for a while and continued: "That’s it. Recently, the company has a new study, which means that after seeking your consent, you can live in a different place. Dedicated maintenance..."

The supervisor meticulously repeated what he had just said to [Magic Bullet Shooter]. Although the opponent did not move, the supervisor was sure that it must be listening.

Not for anything else, but because it might be a good thing for the'little girl'.

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PS: ...I have had hot pot for the first time since the beginning of winter, and it feels so good-well, please ask for tickets and blades!

1083. Don't run around, there may be accidents?

When you work, you will be well protected. After work, you can hang out in any of the company's corridors. You don't have to worry about being affected by sudden monster battles, and you don't need to risk access to energy...

In short, after all these conditions were listed, when the supervisor looked at [Big Daddy] again, he unexpectedly discovered that the'little girl' did not know when to poke her head from behind [Big Daddy].

After finding that the supervisor was looking at herself, she drew back abruptly, then thought about it, got out from behind, wiped her dirty hands on the skirt-although it was even more dirty-and stretched out, looking like it was Hope the supervisor will reach out.

There is nothing to be afraid of, so the supervisor held her small palm, how do you say the cold texture... To be honest, it feels a bit like holding the hand of a corpse.

The'little girl' was very happy. She shook her arms up and down vigorously, then turned around and bounced on the palm of [Big Daddy] spread out on the ground, then dropped the syringe in her hand and looked up at it. .

At this point, [Big Daddy] finally moved. It suddenly sat up. Behind the huge and rusty diving helmet, it seemed that something was looking at the supervisor. Then it suddenly stood up and carried the'little girl' on its back. In the jar behind, pick up the weapon and go out--

"Wait a minute, it's an adjective to change the place. As long as you stay in the room, don't go anywhere, there will be someone who will give you...what about the elevator? That's the feeling anyway."

After hearing what the supervisor said, [Big Daddy] immediately dropped his weapon, and then sat back to his original position, looking like a lifeless and lacklustre diving suit.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead a little, the supervisor flipped through his pockets and found that there was a corrugated candy handed to her, the matter was about to be over.

The door opened, and the supervisor waved his hand. When he was about to leave, the'little girl' suddenly ran over and handed him a glowing syringe, with a great momentum of'if I don't take it, I will make trouble.'

After receiving the syringe, the supervisor left the containment room during her goodbye. The moment the door was closed, the supervisor immediately ran and rushed into the lobby of the Intelligence Department.

"Futaba! Take this thing away—"

Then Futaba operated a bunch of robotic arms to pick up the syringe, and calmly told the supervisor that maybe in another twenty minutes, [Nothing] would rush out and sprint in his direction.

What are you waiting for, leave now?

However, the supervisor still encountered a little trouble before leaving... [Little Seal (temporary)] After leaving, the little girl named Abigail was hanging out outside. At this time, she met the supervisor and walked politely. Come over and say hello.

Seeing that the other party was also a little girl, the supervisor took out his pocket for a long time and took out a piece of chocolate: "Sorry, when I came down today, I didn't bring anything, can I only have chocolate?"

"Oh oh... It turns out that chocolate is the taste. I'm very satisfied. Abi is a good boy. He won't deliberately mess up and ask for more things. Don't worry~"

She happily held the piece of chocolate, then closed her eyes and sniffed it next to the supervisor: "Um... there is a familiar smell, the smell of my mother's friend."

Oh, which friend, let alone this world, there are still huge creatures with green bodies and octopus heads. The weak point is the fishing boat, right?

"Don't worry~ Mom said that it won't affect this side, just live with peace of mind-then, I will only tell you these things!"

Fortunately, the company is actually a closed facility, and things like information are easier to operate.

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After coaxing Abigail away, the supervisor wiped his sweat, and when he looked back, he saw Futaba looking down at his watch as if he was thinking about something.

"what happened?"

Futaba blinked, "I want to say something, brother, don't panic, don't scream."

"I am a professionally trained supervisor. No matter what happens, I won't scream or run in a panic. Don't worry, what's the matter?"

Then Futaba pressed the stopwatch: "[Nothing] There are about two departmental corridors away from you. If the calculation is correct, brother should be able to hear that voice."

Without the word'should', the supervisor heard it now, very clearly, very clearly, and with an exhalation sound like a broken bellows, he was screaming out'supervisor, supervisor, supervisor' in a broken and twisted voice.

However, the current supervisor is different from the past. If he said that he would fight two battles before, then he now dares to face the abnormal escape, and even confront the opponent.

"Futaba, where is the nearest exit!"

"Well... it's over there in the hall, you can see it when you run over, but that's..."

Before she could finish her words, the supervisor rushed forward, so that Futaba blinked and swallowed the unfinished words into her stomach-forget it, it's not a big deal.

It was the supervisor. He pressed his mouth tightly to prevent himself from shouting, and rushed into the open door at the fastest speed possible in his life. After it was closed, the faint shouting behind him eased slightly. .

Then he took a leisurely look around, and unexpectedly discovered that this place does not seem to be an elevator, but a staircase that can travel downwards, but it is surrounded by walls and does not know what is going on outside.