The supervisor does not die from a debt

With a snap of his fingers, the vertical oval-shaped turret stopped the music with mechanical vibrato. After a little relaxation, the supervisor opened the catalog of daily goods in the computer monitor, and wondered what he might be interested in. Something, as a side show for dinner.

Uncovering the dinner plate, I don't know what special technique was used. Even after a period of time, a steaming dinner appeared in front of my eyes.

The fried dumplings are just right, slightly browned, and about a little longer than fingers. They are placed on a dinner plate like a meniscus. The flow of air makes it smell of fried food wantonly, let the supervisor Could not help taking a deep breath.

Sent with the fried dumplings, there was also a bowl of soft glutinous rice sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and a bowl of soup that smelled of special umami... This kind of catering is always familiar.

The supervisor rubbed his hands, picked up the chopsticks, poured the vinegar and chili sauce that came with the plate on the small plate, and then eagerly picked up a fried dumpling, rolled it slightly in the saucer, and carefully put it Put it in your mouth and bite down.

The skin formed by the high temperature firmly locks all the juices inside. After the teeth bite hard, the skin bursts, and the slightly sweet and salty juice can't wait to gush out.

"Oh! Hot and hot..."

Exhale quickly, and at the same time use your tongue to move part of the fried dumplings in your mouth. The full juice fills your mouth. With the spicy and sour seasonings, there is an incredible sense of harmony.

The chewy noodles and the soft and juicy pork and green vegetable fillings not only don't have the greasy feeling of ordinary fried dumplings, but they even have a refreshing taste inside.

After eating a fried dumpling in two of three, the supervisor immediately took two bites of rice while feeling good.Then on a whim, put a fried dumpling on the rice.

Then bite it and eat it together with rice—the plump, warm and soft feeling, which made the supervisor feel surprised that it was actually a good match.

As the food was a little rushed, the supervisor felt that he was choking a little... quickly picked up the bowl of clear soup, stirred it with chopsticks a few times, and drank happily.

As expected, the mild umami taste is very suitable for rice, other than that I can't think of other adjectives...because in the soup, you can only see white tofu cut into small pieces and small long strips The kelp, and bamboo shoots.

Miso soup, that's probably it.

With such a mood, the supervisor continued to enjoy today's dinner quite happily.

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69. When you get a deeper understanding, new answers will emerge

After eating and drinking, the supervisor made a desperate choice and ordered an extra "Special Coke" before focusing his attention on the screen in the staff rest area.

The first goal, naturally, is to find Futaba about the company's structure, followed by a little stroll, relax, and relieve the pain of the mental food being completely deleted.

As a result, he walked around in the fourth floor area for a while, stupefied that he could not find Futaba's residence on that floor, as if he had entered a different-dimensional space yesterday.

After touching his chin, the supervisor took a sip of soda with a special taste in his mouth, chose to return to the first floor, and then entered the coffee shop that seemed to be always quiet and (almost) without customers.

"Ah, supervisor... welcome, your job today is very good, thanks for your hard work..."

Chino quickly ran over to greet him. From the supervisor's side, it was as if she had walked out of the masking layer of the room-by the way, the girl named Rese was working behind the conditioning table.Beloved is holding a tray, ready to give the coffee on it to an employee who has never seen it before.

Isn't it a guest, it doesn't look as bad as expected.

After greeted Chino fairly easily, the supervisor scratched his head: "Uh, that's it. I want to visit Futaba, but I don’t know why. I can’t find her...above, as if yesterday. The road in the past is fake."

"Can't find...? Ah, I see."

Chino held the tray and tilted his head slightly, and after blinking his eyes, suddenly put down the tray.

"Beloved, Li Shi...I'll go out and come back later, please take a look at the store... Well, when I come back, I will bring a gift."

It seems that I went out and strolled around before, and it has been met. The travel needs are in the CD. Xinai and Rese actually agreed very happily-but they still kept asking Chino not to be fooled by the strange machine.

...Weird machine?

After thinking about it, the supervisor followed Chino. After passing through the gathering area of ​​employees, residents, and various shops, they entered the elevator again.

It's just that this time is different from the last time. There are still many employees in the elevator going in and out.When they saw the supervisor behind them, they showed a clear, somewhat scared look.

Chino stretched out his hand comfortingly. After realizing that there was just a quadcopter and a screen in front of him, he could only comfortably whisper: "Please don’t care...because the company’s rules are very strict. ..."

For the highest commander who has never heard a voice, never seen a face, and only has forwarding instructions and compiling instructions (tentative).It's normal for employees to panic, be unnatural, or retreat... indeed.

The supervisor shook his head and didn't think about anything messy. When the elevator descended to the fourth floor, he was the first to leave the elevator-of course, in his own opinion, he just zoomed the picture.

Chino then walked out of the elevator and waited for a while in the elevator hall. After the supervisor pulled the screen back again, she continued to walk forward.

Picking up the large glass of special Coke, the supervisor flipped through the documents on the table, and suddenly found that he seemed to have overlooked the [Little Seal] armor.But this is also forgivable... the weapons are so bad, how can the armor be better?

However, in fact, it's not that bad, and even said that it has the advantage that the supervisor has overlooked.

"Total damage resistance 0.9...I read it right, including the blue damage that I have never seen before, which is also 0.9?" Looking at the file over and over again, it was cartoonized, but there was a ring of seal face guard on the chest. A, the supervisor thinks this is simply...

Incredible.

As the safest Yod-level anomaly, [Little Seal] has the lowest production capacity and the weakest weapon in the company except for tool anomalies. It has no shortcomings except that it is cute and'occasionally' annoying. The supervisor just randomly assigned it. Wu Bei just pointed it out.

It is only now that I realized that it can only make one weapon and one armor type... Is it really like Christina said that abnormal equipment is not static?

Of course, this is not the time to think about this. The supervisor looked up and saw that the staff rest area in front of him had undergone a'depth' change for the first time.

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Fortunately, Futaba just doesn't care much about his surroundings, rather than the type who is used to throwing things casually. When the supervisor comes here again, the ground and computer desk are still clean.

Except for some of the changed clothes that are magnified because of the cognitive filter... somehow, after get off work, Futaba will put on a small black vest, loose green jacket, and a piece that the supervisor does not like. jeans.

"Hmm... here is this, this, and this... but if this and this, it will..."

She was typing on the keyboard while talking to herself. The supervisor thought that she always seemed to be like this. She was adjusting the company's system no matter when she went to work or after get off work, and she never stopped.

Chino was accustomed to walking around the room, helped Futaba slightly tidy the room, sorted the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and walked into the kitchen to make tea for the two of them.Although coffee is better, Futaba never seems to drink coffee.

"Because coffee can't refresh your mind at all. It's not as good as a mental drink."

Futaba turned around as if he could read his mind. On the several screens in front of it, the smoothly running programs showed a faint green light flow, which looked a bit like a Matrix.

"Extremely exhausted...hah, there are always so many tasks. I can't finish it when I go to work. I can continue to do it after get off work, and I have to make fine adjustments. It's troublesome, troublesome, troublesome--"

Speaking like complaining, Futaba still looked a little dumbfounded. She took a sip of Chino's tea and then put it down.

Then opened a can of mental energy drink and drank it.

"Then, the supervisor, you came to me today to find out what information you want to know. Please explain in advance that Miss Chris has already talked about some items, so I can't tell you."

The supervisor looked at the hot tea that was delivered to him, and pondered for a little bit: "Um...to a core question, it is estimated that you will get an answer like'prohibited matters'. How about this, about department clerk strengthening etc. , Can you talk about it?"