Game of Destiny: This player is different

"For the master, move it hard,

For the master, don't stop,

For the master, do your best to finish all the work.

Sai, yeah~~~"

Before entering the plywood shed,

there was a burst of self-hypnosis of encouragement from inside.

The voice seemed familiar, and I must have heard it somewhere before.

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin,

and the memory of a pink-haired girl who dug a 10-meter-deep pit with only a shovel emerged in his mind.

"Sounds like Murata Chisa?"

He pushed open the door with a pondering look,

and a scene of enthusiastic work immediately came into view.

The assembly line was directly opened to the highest gear, and it was as fast as an airplane runway.

Several brushless servo robotic arms were doing sit-ups crazily, assembling various parts non-stop.

The speed was so fast that

you could even smell a faint burnt smell.

Fortunately, it is fully automatic.

If it were manual...

I would have collapsed at my workstation and passed out.

At the end of the assembly line,

Ah Qi used a small red stamp to stamp the finished props.

After stamping a few times, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat,

looking like "I'm so tired, but I can't rest to complete the work."

The slogans shouted by the sounder were as fake as they could be.

Qin Nuo tilted his head 45 degrees, folded his shoulders and remained silent.

Until 2 minutes later,

Ah Qi seemed to suddenly realize that he was standing at the door.

"Ouch!" he said, threw down the small red stamp, and hurried over.

Rubbing his two fork hands back and forth, he said with a smile:

"Sorry, master, I was too busy at work, I didn't notice you coming."

Don't be fooled by the appearance of this guy who looks harmless like a wastebasket.

After days of intensive study, his inner self has become smooth and sophisticated.

If he were to change into a human body,

he would surely be able to thrive in the system and get along with everyone.

Especially, he has a very thorough understanding of his own position.

In front of Qin Nuo, he is a capable assistant, the number one lackey with a loyalty of 999+,

he does whatever he is told to do, without any second thoughts.

In front of other employees, he changes himself,

becoming the second leader in the world of painting, and he cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes.

Especially when treating ordinary zombies, his attitude is extremely harsh, and he hardly regards them as human beings.

Although zombies are indeed not human beings.

He always ranks last when eating, and always works the longest hours.

His burping is very undignified,

and he is stuffed into a septic tank as a raw material for biogas.

In addition,

jellyfish, fireflies, and two native dogs are treated similarly.

According to the third brother's statement,

this type of employee is equivalent to Dalit, belonging to the untouchables and prisoners of war in the world of painting.

Going up one level,

there are employees who are somewhat useful but not very important.

For example, three special species of zombies, mirror evil spirits, and new hidden ghosts.

In Ah Qi's definition,

they are all slaves and servants.

They cannot sleep in the house and can only eat on the floor.

They are closer to the Shudras who work in sewers and toilets.

Going up further,

there are employees who are very useful but their loyalty is questionable.

People like Li Muyun, Lu Nu, and the newly born spore queen are all in this category.

The status is OK,

but they are monitored 24 hours a day. If there is any improper intention, they will be reported and killed at any time.

The subsequent ruling class,

there is only one person,

that is the faceless nurse who serves as the second assistant.

When Ah Qi works in the most important plywood greenhouse,

she will take the initiative to take responsibility and manage the site with full authority.

In general,

as the population increases,

the world in the painting is divided into a strict hierarchy by Ah Qi.

Layer upon layer, interlocking,

Maintaining the normal operation of this small world in an orderly manner.

"So you privately organized a welcome ceremony?"

Qin Nuo looked down at the wastebasket robot:

"It's hidden very deeply, I didn't even notice it."

A Qi shook his head and rubbed his hands repeatedly: "Master, it's because you are too busy.

As an assistant,

I think some insignificant things don't need to be reported.

And, and..."

It used the voice pack of Murata Chisa and said awkwardly:

"I also referred to the audio and video materials in the master's computer,

and arranged and rehearsed the welcome ceremony.

According to the master's breathing frequency, heartbeat rhythm, and body temperature changes at that time,

I think you should like this kind of formalism."

Qin Nuo's eyes twitched slightly.

It's not that he has any complaints against A Qi,

but he is confused about why he saved so many strange materials in the past?

The terrible thing is that it has been too long and he forgot to delete them.

This feeling is like being pointed at the face by a good friend with a cell phone and yelling "Look, this is you from a year ago"Luckily, no other employees were present, or I would have been socially frustrated. Qin Nuo took a deep breath, and quietly stared at the robot that was not as tall as his thigh. He subconsciously wondered if Ah Qi had simulated all the situations before he came in, and thus prepared the most appropriate words? The speed of intelligent AI progress is really terrifying, and its EQ has surpassed 80% of office workers. After a moment of silence, he patted the other party's metal head and said in a deep voice: "Well done, I really like it. But we are still in the start-up stage, and it is not suitable for such empty performances for the time being. Let's consider it after digging through the second floor and introducing more residents. " Ah Qi's camera eyes extended outward, and the LCD screen posted an emoji package of "Shock me Ma": "Really? That's great, I promise to make a super-sized statue for the master and stand it in the center. Let those workers wear corsages, worship every day, sing praises morning and evening, and always be grateful to the great manager. "...It's up to you. I'll go see the Spore Queen. If you don't have enough materials, tell me." "Okay!" Qin Nuo left the plywood shed and strode to the western isolation room. Putting on a bird's beak suit and performing a simple sterilization, he opened the curtain and entered. Since the birth of the Spore Queen, in just one day, the 80-square-meter isolation room has been occupied by a large number of spores. The walls and floors are covered with fungal mats, but compared with the Bayerhaize underground laboratory, the scale and thickness are much smaller. A small figure curled up in the middle of the fungal mat, as if sleeping. Sensing someone entering, she raised her head hazily, and the facial features that had begun to take shape were waiting to be seen clearly. After that, she immediately showed a look of joy.

Like a sugar glider, it took off with a whoosh and hugged the other's calf head-on.

Although it was a bit caught off guard,

but the little thing was not big, only as long as an adult's hands spread out.

So it didn't hurt at all when it hit.

"Hum, chirp, oooo..."

The little head rubbed back and forth, and the mouth continued to make soft and sticky sounds.

The key is that it can also cry oooooo, which is really soft.

In addition, it stuck to Qin Nuo's leg,

and its thin and short limbs hugged it very tightly, and it couldn't be torn off...

What a clingy little enchantress.

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

The spore queen raised her little face and shouted cutely.