The supervisor does not die from a debt

After the electric drill body and the clerk in it smashed into an explosive fireball, a very unpleasant light appeared on the abnormal left hand.

The employees moved back neatly and uniformly, and while leaving [F-06-51] far away, they just escaped the attack that spewed from the palm of the abnormal hand, forming a ring of lightning on the ground.

However, unexpectedly, Anomaly turned around and lowered his head abruptly after the attack, and ran over from the corner to a'little girl' who didn't hold anything.

She seemed to be planning to get into the jar behind the anomaly as she did in the containment chamber, only to find that the jar was nowhere to be found, so she acted a little urgently and turned around in front of it.

Joey rubbed his arms and put another round of restoratives to repair his body and stabilize the spirit in the hall. They repaired the injuries of all the employees very accurately and restored them to a healthy state in order to deal with the animal for some reason. Very resistant to anomalies.

Obviously it was only a Peh level, and it felt like it was tough.

At this moment, Abnormal suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the head of the'little girl', then stood up abruptly, a burst of brilliance bloomed in her hand.

It quickly transformed the gray skin of the'little girl' into normal human skin, and the glowing eyes became agile.Even the syringe that had been in his arms disappeared, and it really looked like an ordinary human child.

Leaving from [F-06-51], the'little girl' turned and ran away (and fell on the road), and finally disappeared at the other end of the hall, and this abnormality stood up again.

The scars on the heavy diving suit did not recover, and all the weapons and bullets in his hand seemed to have been exhausted, but the light on the abnormal left hand did not diminish at all. Instead, the flash of lightning turned into a burning flame.

This is to say, are you ready for the second round...

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The supervisor is serious and staring at the screen wall without distraction. Even if it is blocked by cognitive filters, he can use that special control technique to order employees to follow instructions.

Although I am not very proficient in RTS games, it is unfortunate that this anomalous'unexpected' is very familiar to the supervisor, including what it intends to raise its hand to, the type of weapon it uses, how to dodge...even if there is a slight deviation, The employees can also be pulled away by instant instructions.

However, although the output of this anomaly is not too high, whether it is a bullet, an electric drill, or the'magic' flame bomb in use, the damage to employees is still within an acceptable range.

But the speed at which its health drops is also appallingly slow. Fortunately, it is not a particularly sensitive anomaly... This means that the supervisor has more room for manipulation.

After rubbing each other for about ten minutes, the supervisor finally found the opportunity, and finally made Griffin, who had been waiting for a while, and the trigger in his hand was almost broken, used [Magic Bullet] to penetrate the abnormal helmet.

It abruptly stopped all actions as if it had been powered off.The helmet covered with seawater erosion and rust broke apart, and flowing out from it was a mixture of blood, an unknown pale yellow liquid, and a brain dirt.

No surprise at all, it's just that such a large pile of things piled on the ground is really okay.

Breaking out of the mode of thinking instruction, the supervisor shook his whole body a few times and leaned against the back of the chair. There seemed to be dozens of sharp needles in his brain churning wildly... No, the brain has no nerves, it should be said that the nerves themselves are shaking .

In this case, you must keep breathing smoothly. Although your head has been confused or sleepy as if you are going to sleep in the next second, the supervisor forcibly opened his eyes, and the picture he saw was blurry like a picture tube TV.

"K...Chris, what can...cough..."

"The supervisor's mental disorder was detected. You seem to be in a very bad state. Do you need my help?"

Even if you don't need to check, just looking at it is very bad, right?!So you can take out the cup that you took out before and drink it to restore your spirits, right?

Feeling his tongue was stiff, the supervisor waved his arms in vain, and then he felt something behind him pulled him up, and a pair of cold-smelling, probably robotic arms stretched into his mouth.

Then, some familiar refreshing sensations rushed from the mouth to the brain in an instant, and then combed to the limbs and skeletons, as if drinking ice water in the dog days, and instantly replaced the weakness of the body that seemed to be ten layers of debuff.

…If, or if possible, the supervisor wants to drink two more sips of this drink, it is really suitable for clearing up tiredness after an overnight stay.

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83. Containment breaches are not necessarily a bad thing, maybe so

After taking a short rest, the supervisor felt that his state was almost restored, and tried to sit up straight, and by the way, wiped the dried blood on his face with his sleeve.

It seems that the sequelae are much more serious than expected. The supervisor feels that even though the fatigue and physical pain have disappeared, there is still an inexplicable sense of collapse.

"You are quite confused about your situation, please don't worry. Ten seconds ago, your brain has been repaired and all possible traumatic areas have been healed. Please continue to complete today's work, the company is your most reliable Rely on the ground."

It sounds really reliable, and it would be great if the thing you just drank was not deducting the balance from the account-the supervisor looked at his account with so much salary missing and didn't know what to think.

Forget it, money can still be made, and people really have nothing if they die.The supervisor arranged his thoughts and turned his attention from the computer monitor to the screen wall.

In the picture, in the lobby of the Ministry of Intelligence where the loss was slight, there were piles of ruins that used to be movable robotic arms and workbenches on the ground. The clerk's body fell out of it, with two Xs on his eyes.

In addition, there are huge bodies of [F-06-51] that are almost as tall as two people lying there, and no one is going to clean them up.

Futaba asked the clerks to return to their posts, and at the same time let the fallen robotic arms disappear from the screen: "Finally finished processing this side... Director, you successfully suppressed [F-06-51] at the same time On my side, I have also collected a lot of information!"

The supervisor touched the table and found his mug. The boiling water in it had turned into cold water at a slightly lower room temperature, but he didn't care now.

After adding some water, the supervisor cleared his throat and asked: "A lot of information...In other words, can it be studied for the'abnormal self'?"

Futaba snapped his fingers inexplicably: "Yes! Although it is not recommended to do this, when the research encounters a bottleneck, like this to make the anomaly active, maybe... you can collect enough at once, analyze The information is there."

Then she seemed to remember something suddenly, and immediately turned around and stared at the screen wall very solemnly, as if she could see the supervisor from there.

"But...theoretically, I hope you don't use this method frequently, it will cause the unreasonable death of employees, the company's operation becomes abnormal, and it is difficult to control...Although this is the case, it should not be for me..."

Christina suddenly appeared on the screen wall: "The work process has been restored, and the clerk has completed the supplement. Please return to the post immediately and assign maintenance work to your employees."

Hearing what she said, Futaba turned her head in a panic and screamed like a programmer found that the running program was stuck, and then left the communication.

"Your condition has been restored, please continue to work. Today's energy collection indicators are about to be completed, but you are stagnant... Maybe you need to rest, but that must be after you finish your work."

Expecting this AI to say something nice is probably an extravagant hope.The supervisor shook his head and tried to adjust his mentality: "It's okay, it's okay, the biggest crisis has passed, it's the end, it's very simple...Speaking of which, what happened to Chino."

The control department suffered the most severe losses in this sudden crisis.A dozen clerks in the entire deputy hall were not able to respond to the department director's orders immediately because they were petting leopards, so they were randomly shot by [Magic Bullet Shooter] and shot through.

Even [Suspect] can kill a bullet, naturally it will not leave any life.The corpses of those clerks were still piled up in the deputy hall, and no one was trying to restrain them.

Zoomed the screen and moved to the lobby of the control department, where Tomono seemed to be holding a light screen normally, walking towards the display that was flashing with unidentified lines. It should be a broken display.

The equipment in the control department seems to be damaged frequently, but not frequently.The supervisor waited for Chino to finish replacing the screen and finishing the debugging before connecting with her.

"Um... Tomono, what happened to the... loss of the control department?"

"Supervisor... Control Department, the loss... is just the clerks. Your employees have not been injured, they are in good condition and can accept assignments at any time."

Chino took out the record board from the lanyard on her back, and hugged it with her hands folded. It seemed that this posture could make her brave herself.

"You don't need to mind... please focus on your work, because... this is your job, please be sure..."

Slightly bowing to the wall of the screen, Tomano walked back into the hall holding the work board. Judging from her physical movements, it seemed that she was assigning jobs to newly joined clerks and mobilizing everyone's positions.

Occasionally, I can see the small text on their heads, but they are just some indifferent complaints, or similar to the complaints about the supervisor and department head in daily work.