Tomorrow's Ark, the Personnel Commissioner Does Not Do Personnel

It's good that I'm alive, no matter what the flood!

There are talented people from generation to generation, there will be strong men from heaven on the earth, there is no reason why there will not be on Terra.

The work of saving this rotten world cannot be accomplished by relying on Rhode Island, a medical company.

And what about him, Wang Qi?I'm just a wage earner. I'm a brick in the society. I move it wherever I need it, and I often fill in that latrine.

Therefore, Wang Qi only decided to do his job well.

Don't do the rest for a second.

Every extra minute of work he does will make the life of a big bba lynx, a capitalist donkey, and a doctor who has not yet landed on the island better!

Damn it, he also wants to be surrounded by a group of Yingyingyanyan female officers and become a harem doctor!

Why bother!

Like now, trying to enjoy the little life left is what Wang Qi has to do.

He is going to Xista for vacation to see the Great Lakes, to go shopping in Longmen Commercial Street, and to go to Casimir to push the ponies alone!

Don't try to stop anyone!

"Tons, tons, tons!"

Thinking of this, Wang Qi took a sip of coffee in retaliation, twisted the office chair behind him, and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Looking at the man in the "rest" opposite, Vulcan, who likes to keep a straight face no matter what, showed a rare smile.

"But if you bend too much, even the toughest metal will have its fatigue limit - you need more rest like this, I just happen to be free recently..."

"That's right, then you'd better apply to Amiya to extend my annual leave for a few days instead of giving me the endless work now—click, ah, this salted egg-flavored chocolate is really good, you can suggest it Lucille promoted a lot, Rhodes Island is not only the Perot people who can't eat chocolate, what's the use of their objection!"

Hearing Wang Qi's words, Vulcan paused for a second, shook his head giving up, and looked at the scenery outside the window with him, not continuing the topic just now.

"The design drawings you gave me are very detailed. I have already reproduced the set of Kamisil knight armor according to the above process, which is at least ten times stronger than Linguang's original tattered one."

Recalling the exquisitely designed armor that made him feel sincere admiration, Vulcan is still very excited.

"That's the top-secret equipment for the Great Knights. Camisil keeps it strictly confidential. Each set even has a self-destruct device. I'm curious where you got the blueprints? Or are you also a master of military engineering?"

"Oh, don't be kidding, I'm just a personnel specialist in charge of human resources - I only do my own job, click."

Wang Qi took a bite of the salty-sweet chocolate and looked out the window.

Above the cold and desolate wilderness of Ursas, dense and thick dark clouds are gathering in one direction, like a vortex in a raging wave, and a dazzling thunderbolt flashes from time to time.

"Margaret Linguang's operator just so happens to have a younger sister who is proficient in drawing skills and has an excellent mechanic talent—coincidentally, she happened to have the opportunity to come into contact with the clothes her sister once wore to win the prize. It's nothing more than armor in the name of the 'Bright Knight'."

Wang Qi clapped his hands, as if surprised by this coincidence.

"The engineering staff headed by you are the biggest contributors. Ah, in another year, she owes me so much money for playing mahjong, so she must work harder."

Outside the window, under thick rolling clouds, is a moving mountain.

It was a large city built on tracks—Chernobog, one of the important industrial cities of Ursus.

The mobile city was originally an engineering miracle built for human beings to resist the Originium disaster.

At this moment, this mobile city is stagnant under the convoluted natural disaster clouds, allowing the pitch-black crystal stone cones each nearly twenty meters in length to freely fall from the clouds, piercing into the city without stopping. In the building, a series of crystallized flowers bloomed continuously.

Like a mammoth hunted by dozens of humans, Chernobog has no ability to resist, and can only howl to meet the decline again and again.

"Let's just treat it as a coincidence. If the younger sister of Operator Linguang joins Rhodes Island in the future, maybe I will be interested in communicating with her."

When it comes to weapon making, Vulcan is rarely willing to say a few more words.

"I hope that the new equipment can make Linguang operators perform better."

"Yes, I hope so."

Wang Qi nodded, but suddenly found that in the distant sky, there were several small black spots that were constantly enlarging, and they were flying close to where he was - that was Rhodes Island's rotorcraft.

"It seems that our hero is coming back, Miss Vulcan, and we may be busy for a while."

Wang Qi knew that from now on, the reality he was in had finally entered the original plot of the game.

"Well, thanks for the coffee and good luck with your work."

Vulcan nodded, put the coffee cup on the table, knocked on his mechanical legs, and stood up from the seat.

"Ceobe, it's time to go, say goodbye to Mr. Wang Qi."

"Oh, thank you for the honey cake, Wang Qi! You are a good person! Bye! I will come to play with you in the afternoon!"

On the side, Ceobe, who had already licked off the honey cake crumbs on the plate with her small tongue, imitated the plate and put it on the table.

Waving at Wang Qi, this cute girl who looked like a puppy wagged her tail, followed Vulcan, and left the room.

"Don't send me a good person card... Sigh, I don't want to code."

And Wang Qi also turned around, picked up a notebook from the table, a carbon pen with half a tube of ink left, and a pitch-black briefcase.

"There will be a lot of new operators. It will be difficult for the Ursas student union alone. I don't know if the words about those operators who infiltrated Chernoborg in advance and asked them to pay attention to a few high schools are not good. Use it, don’t throw in a few more bears with mental problems, now this group of problem children is enough trouble.”

Wang Qi took a deep breath, got up and straightened his clothes, clamped his notebook tightly, and looked out the window for the last time.

"I hope that the following plot can be a little bit in line with the original novel. Don't do all the tricks. This Rhodes Island is too big. Are the past doctors and Teresia monsters?"

Looking down from Wang Qi's office, on the ground nine floors down, there are hundreds of fully armed operators and countless vehicles coming and going on the airport that is the size of two or three football fields. Getting ready for landing.

And looking into the distance, there are several chimneys emitting white mist, roaring factories, green greenhouses, and a commercial street that is not too long but prosperous enough.

This is the mobile city of Rhodes Island.

Although it is not as huge as Chernobog, it is not a small city.

This is completely different from Wang Qi's memory of the mobile MCV base vehicle with only four floors.

"Ten times the workload, these bastards really want to exhaust me."

Tightening his tie, Wang Qi, the personnel specialist of Rhode Island's human resources department, stepped out of his personal office.

At 11:15 am, Dr. Chernobog's recapture operation ends.

Wang Qi, it's time to start working again!

PS: 238 draws, five kittens were drawn out to pull out the head of the mud rock lady. I don’t know if I need to spend more money to make a well to burst the kittens.

Completely bankrupt, so I can only start the book. It just so happens that the plot of Chapter 8 has just finished a story. Before Chapter 9, I am not afraid of being backstabbed.

Section 2 2.doctor, start working!

Terran calendar, OF 1096, December 12, cloudy.

11:20 am.

Rhode Island belongs, "Bad Guy" rotorcraft cabin.

The rotors cut the turbulent airflow, combined with the sound of the roaring engine, the passengers' eardrums felt tight and bulging.

The cabin was overcrowded, countless heavily armed personnel were standing or sitting, and many people were lying on stretchers, with signs of being bandaged on their bodies.

Several medical operators carrying drip bottle racks and needles were shuttling back and forth between the cabins, busy doing simple treatment for the seriously injured.

Some directly held the staff and released the Originium skill to promote healing on the spot, making the cabin full of green light, which was particularly environmentally friendly.

There was silence in the cabin, except for the occasional sound of equipment collisions.

A slender girl with rabbit ears was leaning against the tail of the cabin, her blue eyes reflected the ruined scenery outside the porthole.

The meteorite rain that came from natural disasters has completely and completely destroyed a part of Chernobog. The originally tall chimneys have now turned into dark and shining crystal giant trees.

The brown-haired girl looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing an inappropriately large blue-black coat, with a white fur vest underneath and a blue corsage on her chest.

The slender legs wrapped in delicate black silk rubbed back and forth, the feet on the small leather shoes separated and brought together again, the girl's skinny hands covered with ten rings were folded on the short skirt that had just grown past the buttocks, the mood seemed to be somewhat low.

On the long, dusty brown hair, two big brown ears unique to the Cates tribe are patting the cabin behind them alternately, as if they are thinking about something.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she wanted to express some intense emotion, but suppressed it.

Suddenly, an inquiry from the side broke the silence.

"Amiya, before, I never had a chance to ask why this kind of crystalline boulder descended from the clouds. This is somewhat beyond my knowledge—to be more precise, my knowledge of the world is not enough."

The voice came from the girl next to Amiya, a person who was slightly bigger than Amiya, who was also looking at the scene outside the porthole, asked curiously.

This is a tightly wrapped person. The upper body is wearing a jacket that is almost exactly the same as Amiya's, but it fits better. Inside is the same old white coat as the doctor, but it feels like a set of strict protection. Clothes.

The face is hidden under the hood, the collar is pulled high, almost airtight, and even the voice is full of mechanical texture, which is extraordinarily cold, as if it was repeated with a tape recorder.

"This is a natural disaster, Doctor."

Hearing the question, Amiya perked up a little, and stretched out her fingers slenderly to point out the window.

"There are many forms of natural disasters, and meteorite rain is just one of them. Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and infected biological riots can all be called natural disasters."

"Are you fighting against this existence?"

The man called Doctor sat obediently beside Amiya, with his hands on his knees, like a kindergartener, and asked questions of common sense.

"It's 'us,' Doctor. As for natural disasters, we certainly cannot contend with them. They are the laws of nature and part of the cycle."

Amiya showed a faint smile, and outside the porthole, another crystalline meteorite fell, causing Chernobog to ignite a bright flame.

"The one that exploded should be a low-purity origin stone power unit—you should have witnessed the origin stone skills we released, the ability to use the energy in the origin stone to attack or defend, the intensity will vary with the surrounding radiation intensity, and the origin stone energy level changes."

Amiya stretched out her right index finger, tapped lightly in the air, and a shaking black ball appeared on her fingertips.

"Warlocks rely on staffs to cast spells, infected people will additionally rely on origin stone crystals to cast spells, and natural disasters are the origin stone skills released by nature relying on the energy of origin stones."

Amiya did not feel impatient because of this basic and simple question. On the contrary, the girl patiently explained the composition of the world to the doctor beside her.

"When the energy of the origin stone in the atmosphere rises to a certain concentration, it will spontaneously form a powerful energy explosion, just like the origin stone generator set, which partially converts the energy of the origin stone into other energy, and partially seals it in the solid crystal."

"It's the purest and most powerful Originium technique without any skills, relying on mass stacking——Originstone energy turns into a solid state and returns to the earth, and we extract and use it again, so that the next natural disaster will come."

Amiya took a breath and looked back at the doctor.

"This is a cycle that has existed since ancient times. Human beings have flourished because of this cycle. Rhodes Island is just an organization established to help the group of people who have suffered harm and been abandoned by the progressive society in this cycle."

"Ah, what a great cause..."