The supervisor does not die from a debt

He approached the supervisor like a lazy cat, then pulled his chair and sat down, Futaba covered a stack of documents in front of the supervisor: "Big news, technically, there has been another improvement, eh!"

skill improved?Is it possible to say that collecting energy will be easier in the future?

It's a pity that Futaba shook her head. She patted the files: "It's not that, but the structure has changed slightly. This is the first such drastic change in a long time! After all, the hardware has been updated. !"

With the strongest pot king in the construction department, it will naturally be able to exert its ultimate power... It's just that progress has been made so quickly, isn't it a bit unreal?

When the supervisor asked this, Futaba lightly shook his finger: "Hey, brother, I don’t understand it. That’s how it is when he comes to the door. What’s missing is the person who promotes, not the accumulated opportunities. such!"

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PS: I actually wrote 1000 chapters, incredible!

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1001. Drinking in moderation...... Not effective for some people!

It is a pity that Futaba's change, in the personal understanding of the supervisor, is probably equivalent to applying a patch or upgrading from version 1.00 to version 1.02. I only know that it has changed for the better, but it is not clear where it has changed.

Knowing that the supervisor does not understand, Futaba did not show off too much, but narrowed his eyes, looked at the huge bottle of wine on the table that was absolutely impossible to ignore, and then glanced at the supervisor.

"Then, brother wants tonight, do you drink it all?"

"It's not that I'm going to finish drinking it, it's Aoba who said he wants to drink it with me. If I can't finish it, I will find a way to pour it into her belly." Shrugged, ignoring Aoba who shouted'Ghost~' Sound, the supervisor opened the stopper on the wine bottle.

Then the robotic arm delivered the silver dinner plate just right, and the contents of it seemed to be rustling slightly, which made people very curious about what was inside.

The game looked forward to rubbing his hands. The supervisor did not hesitate to uncover the lid. First, he was sprayed with the steaming water vapor, and then he quickly slapped his hands, and found that there were a few that appeared in front of him. , The contents are deep and shallow, it looks like a very fresh appetizer.

In addition, it was a major event. Nepujiya seemed to have fully investigated the supervisor's preferences. What he cooked for him today was a large portion soaked in gorgon juice, and it seemed that it should be the staple food of steaks.

On the plate next to the steak, there is also a spaghetti bolognese with shrimp tails in it, as well as a four-layer sandwich, which is steaming and just right to seduce the appetite of the supervisor.

After the supervisor transferred everything to the table, he took out his chopsticks and shared them with Futaba and Aoba, and smiled casually: "By the way, if you have another name with Ye in the name, will you be able to play a tri-leaf drama?"

"Um, brother, you are not allowed to make fun of names, this name is very common, so it's not a big deal, um.

Futaba poked the supervisor's arm with a bit of dissatisfaction, but the supervisor had already poured Aoba and himself a full glass of wine. At this time, he was happily touching the glass a little, and then gave it to his mouth.

The clear and sweet wine, the moment it entered, it turned into a fiery thin line from the tip of the tongue to the throat, and finally into the stomach, the entire path was instantly opened up.

Taking advantage of this strange taste, pick up a slice of crispy pickles, put it in your mouth and chew it a bit. Whether it's a cool and refreshing taste, a taste of appropriate saltiness, or a crisp and refreshing taste between teeth and food, it is quite Satisfy.

"Speaking of it, I actually only drank a little alcohol before. And I never smoked." The supervisor sighed while holding the wine glass, then picked up a piece of pretty colored bacon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The marinade was very tasty, and the taste that caused a slight thirst made the supervisor immediately take a sip of a not low alcohol. Beside him, Aoba had warmed up and gradually entered the state.

It's probably because her face is blushing, her words are a little vague, but in fact she can still drink, at least half a bottle.

There are several kinds of side dishes with wine, each has a different feeling. For example, fermented bean curd has a subtle taste. Green beans are fun to eat, cucumbers are sour but can quench thirst... etc. They are all very good. Wine dishes.

As for the staple food, it goes without saying.

Putting down the wine glass to allow Aoba to slow down, the supervisor pulled the huge plate in front of him, and when he asked Futaba whether to eat, the answer was that she had already eaten dinner, and now she just came to rest.

So the supervisor did not hesitate to pick up the chopsticks and stab at the steak-as if there was no barrier, almost the whole root was pierced in.

Marveling at the softness of the meat steak, the supervisor took the knife and swiped it a few times, then picked up the first piece with chopsticks, slightly dipped it in the gorgon juice and stuffed it into his mouth, and then tasted it more satisfyingly than expected Want a soft taste.

It's not so much eating meat as it is swallowing the elements contained in it, and then swallowing the skin that wraps them, but only one piece is definitely not enough.

The supervisor settled down, shook the knife in his hand a little, and after confirming that no one was grabbing food with him, he extended his'weapon' again without hesitation.

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The pleasant dinner lasted for tens of minutes. The supervisor eliminated a large portion of unknown steaks, ate the sandwiches with gorgon sauce as a seasoning, and wiped out all the pasta as if drinking water, and then burped.

Then he touched his throat with some discomfort and imagined what would happen if he had eaten so much. Futaba said, "Probably about 80% full? It's quite satisfying, and it doesn't affect your actions."

"Um...Um, but my brother's dessert was eaten again, or rather, eaten by a doll?"

Only then did the supervisor discover that it should be the part where the dessert was placed. The dessert disappeared again, and the mercury lamp was like a bee, holding the pudding cup with both hands and flying onto the stack of high documents, very easy to do... Playing with the spoon?

The supervisor scratched his head, and he was in a good mood today, so he would not pursue the mercury lamp, but he still remembered silently in his heart-looking for an opportunity to let this gluttonous doll know what it feels like to hold it out.

He sorted out the plates on the table a bit, brought some of the unfinished dishes to the front, and shook Aoba to wake her from the strange conjecture.

"Are you still drinking? I sealed the wine if I didn't drink it?"

"Eh~ how could it stop, supervisor, don't stop, let's continue drinking!"

Since Aoba said so, the supervisor would naturally not be hypocritical. He took out two new glasses, filled them with them, and then helped Aoba find her mouth and poured the glass of wine down.

Then Aoba Xiecai, lying on the chair as if she had no bones, the supervisor didn't care about her, just slightly gestured for the remaining drink in the bottle, and silently poured herself a glass.

Then he picked up the wine bottle and grabbed Aoba, and under Futaba's horrified gaze, he poured the rest of the rest into her mouth.

"Brother Ghost Animal?"

"Don’t call me that. Didn’t you tell me that we have to divide this bottle of wine equally, but I’ve done it, except for that glass, it’s all from Aoba, and don’t look at her now in a puddle of mud. I got better immediately."

As soon as he loosened his hand, Aoba slipped to the floor softly and couldn't get up again.

"Well... it will probably get better. I'll help her handle it. Wait a minute."

To be honest, Futaba vaguely felt that new regulations should be submitted to prohibit the supervisor from drinking, and also prohibit the supervisor of the training department from challenging the supervisor's drinking without his own responsibility.

The supervisor was drunk-although he didn't think it himself, it was true, and it seemed quite...well, funny?

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1002. Who would hate good changes?

When the supervisor came back from clapping his hands, he had already cleaned up some dirt on his body, as well as all the things Aoba vomited out, and by the way, he ventilated the office.

Just wait for a while, the unpleasant smell will completely dissipate, so the supervisor returned to his position very calmly, cross-legged, picked up the handle on the table and thought for a while, turned his head and asked Futaba what he wanted to play today .

The latter stared at the supervisor very vigilantly, making sure that he hadn't suddenly come up to round and flatten himself. After kneading like a cotton candy, he pushed his glasses slightly disappointed.

Then I chose the game that can team up with the supervisor, occasionally fly around on the ground and in the sky, and occasionally summon huge robots to fight together.

Obviously, the supervisor also tended towards this, so that the mercury lamp sitting on the file pile hadn’t finished tasting the pudding he looted, and he was startled by the roar of the guns. He turned his head and saw that it was the supervisor who turned on. Up the game.