The supervisor does not die from a debt

"Okay, okay... Director, don't think that'sister' looks dull. In fact, she speaks very directly, so she is often regarded as an unforgiving type of mouth?"

He hugged the'sister' from behind, and Ling affixed her affectionately. It seems that the two of them are indeed exactly the same except for their hair style and dress.

"But, in fact, my sister is a very good talking type, and she is... hehe, asking her for help is also very diligent, so supervisor, don't you bully her?"

Who is bullying whom?!

The supervisor who was almost called by the strange name sighed: "It's okay, at least it's a good deal... It's been a long time since I still don't feel detached, is it okay?"

"Eh-do you want to escape from my office so much? Or, as expected, you are not interested in me... Bell me, a little depressed?"

"No, no, it won't be enough to escape. It's just weird. I almost died suddenly yesterday. Once I was bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the allusion that I was afraid of the rope. You don't know... right?"

The supervisor hurriedly waved his hand, but after a closer look, he discovered that Ling's smiling appearance was not as sad as she said-on the contrary, she was enjoying.

"Oh? It seems to be seen by you. That's right! In the future, sister will never show very exaggerated movements and expressions like the supervisor? Because it is very interesting, so I subconsciously want to see more... if you If I don’t like it, I won’t do that."

Actually... it's not disgusting, just because she was not ready, and from the words of the bell, if Christina didn't stop her, she might really hit the protective door with a punch, and then rushed directly to the supervisor's office. .

Should he hide behind the door and scream in horror when that happens?

Thinking of these things in my mind, the supervisor raised his eyes and saw my sister suddenly rushed over, and subconsciously opened his hands to catch her. Although the straight suit didn't feel at all to the touch, the things below this were unique to girls. The soft texture can still be clearly perceived under the blessing of abnormal abilities.

"How? I said it. My sister is not a fake or a manufactured thing, but just something born out of my imagination... She is alive, standing here, with her own thoughts, even Someone who can also let you hug."

Then you shouldn't just push it over. You have to know that no matter how gentle and cute Miss Future looks, it is also an abnormal thing. Physically speaking, it is not a problem to tear a few people easily.

"Huh? It seems that you are not satisfied with just holding your sister... But honestly I am not ready, but the future sister will be fine~ I'm standing here, you can touch it any way you want. !"

Too enthusiasm made the supervisor a little timid. In response to such a person, the supervisor's first reaction was to stand up and run away, but was shocked to find that the'sister' had already turned behind the supervisor at some point, and her hands directly restrained him. action.

And Ling shook her finger: "Sister, at this time you should say'Goodbye, Tianjin Fan...' Is this more in line with the atmosphere?"

So are you really afraid of any lawsuits?

Perceiving the deep down in his heart, Miss Future’s dumbfounding mood, the supervisor also felt that he was quite a headache-but fortunately, the dizziness and the feeling of'falling' that began to appear faintly gave him a chance to get out.

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When he opened his eyes again, the supervisor saw a familiar dice that was spinning in front of him, without stopping, and he could even feel the air churned by the rotation.

"Hmm... Am I still in a dream? Or, after disarming, it took too much energy to have such a real dream... But it is too real."

"Idiot human being, what are you muttering there? Suddenly I fell down, and you didn't respond to any calls. I started yawning bored."

Hearing this sentence, the supervisor raised his head-and then went back on his stomach. Not only that, the intense dizziness and sleepiness made him blink constantly, and then kept this position, reaching out and touching the table to find what he needed. After the can of drink, he shivered and pulled the tab open, and then poured it down.

The cool texture pours into the brain from the stomach, like a person who has been thirsty for a long time, getting nourishment. The supervisor feels that he may, may, and may be hooked on this soothing feeling.

"In fact, in the past work records, there are indeed in-service supervisors who have strong drug dependence and self-destructive tendencies after work."

When Christina's voice reached his ears, the supervisor just waved his hand to indicate that he heard it, and then continued to fill himself with a drink.

"Therefore, the company will continue to adjust the physiological state of the supervisor as appropriate. When you do not rely on the interference of external things, it will not lead to mental traction."

Is this the effect of physical exercise?That's why it is said that gradual progress is much better than direct purchase, because this is the result of the supervisor's (forced) hard work, rather than skipping the tedious process as a peddler.

After lying down for a while, the supervisor immediately changed his posture after feeling that he was more comfortable and leaned on a chair. He waved his hand lazily: "I feel sick and nauseous, but it's not very serious. It looks like Ling Xian changed it for me. Things are pretty reliable...Okay, what am I going to do next, to do the'final observation'?"

"If you want, there is no problem, but I suggest you give up this unrealistic idea. Due to the armed forces of [Miracle Orchestra], your abnormal tendency deviation has approached the previous maximum limit value, and you need to be calibrated before you can continue. mobile."

Is this something I haven't said before?Armed anomalies will make themselves approach the anomaly... Could it be that a patch was recently applied, and then the supervisor was weakened in disguise?

"It seems that you often use unreasonable ways to analyze the things you encounter, but obviously, this is because [Miracle Orchestra] or [White Tyrant] are A-level anomalies, which means they are different. You Can you understand?"

Understand and understand.

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PS:...Playing games every day is the same as going to work. I always feel that the cart is upside down...

604. Nothing can comfort yourself more than a right dinner!

Of course, fighting with Christina usually has no result. The supervisor gets the information she wants even if it is over, and Christina obviously has no habit of making up the knife at will.

But Mercury Lantern was quite curious about what the supervisor had just done. She sat on a stack of papers, holding a small red tea cup gracefully: "Human, you haven't told me, why didn't you move just now?"

The supervisor scratched his head, feeling that some areas are more painful than the surrounding areas, and he couldn't help but grinned: "Will you pluck my hair?"

Wiping the back of his left hand without a trace, the mercury lamp half-closed his eyes: "Huh, only humans can do such naive things."

"So... well, there is nothing to hide. In fact, I have a special ability to force control of other people or abnormal bodies, and then use them to do things like this. During this period, people controlled by me You must even stay awake, and you can't resist."

The supervisor smoothed the hair that had grown a lot: "Well, isn't it scary, but what scares me the most is my god-like talent hahahaha—"

"Idiot humans, if you are really that strong, you won't be beaten out by that little girl-like guy. If you want to intimidate me, it's a hundred...no, ten thousand years."

Tsk, after eliminating the initial discomfort, this doll is not as cheating as expected.

The supervisor scratched his head again. The picture on the screen wall has been transformed from a work area with no special performance to a rest area for employees, and a picture of the rest area on the first floor has been newly opened.

This new area...The supervisor carefully looked at it, and felt that it was a little more regular than the military training area above and the relatively tidy areas above it.

All kinds of residential houses, houses that may be shops, lighting and furnishings are all made up of different and somewhat chaotic mechanical structures, but they don’t seem so messy, but formed instead. A special flavor.

However, the supervisor did not have time to finish watching, because the floor next to the table slid away slightly, and then a robotic arm with a silver dinner plate was placed on the table. This means that after so much confusion, the supervisor finally went through Can eat dinner.

He rubbed his hands nervously—what could be more attractive than having a steaming dinner when he was hungry?

Uncovering the dinner plate, a steaming steam immediately rushed toward the face, and at the same time, there was a lot of energy and calories that the body needed urgently.

There was a special iron plate on the dinner plate. Obviously, the director of the welfare department arranged for the supervisor today, which looked like a dinner for someone who had just recovered.

But it just'looks' like it.Placed on the leftmost side of the dinner plate is a sandwich with a slightly fried skin that looks unusually crisp, but the inside is sandwiched with shrimp meat and sauce.

In the middle is a mixture of butter, carefully ground black pepper, even semi-circular mashed potatoes, and piled up green beans.

As for the right side of the plate, there is a separate plate with a certain height to prevent the sauce from spilling out and causing the taste to interfere with each other.

That's right, it was a piece of thick and sizzling pork belly with gravy slowly soaking out of it. The spices such as cumin were fully mixed with the air, as if an invisible fist was bombarding the supervisor crazily at the speed of Mach 5. s face.

On the side of the dinner plate, there was a familiar metal bottle, and even placed there was only half a head shorter than a mercury lamp.

As for the tableware, in order for the supervisor to easily cut that piece of barbecue, which is quite bold in production, even a pair of scissors is prepared... But who would eat with scissors?

Wiping his hands with a wet towel, the supervisor grabbed the sandwich and suddenly turned his head to look at the mercury lamp: "Well... do you want to eat it?"