The supervisor does not die from a debt

Come on, the supervisor who has only 20 points in math for the college entrance examination does not plan to open the project at all, so the supervisor believes in this.

After Christina's figure dissipated, the supervisor stretched, and suddenly a steaming... eh, pie?

"Apple pie?"

Nepujiya shook his head: "An employee of the construction department asked me to give it to you. It said that it was made out of luck for today's dinner, so I gave it to the supervisor to taste?"

The construction department, that's normal, but it smells good. With a fork, the unique fragrance of baked apples quickly evaporates, making the supervisor who is almost full feel that he can struggle a little more.

However, before the supervisor picked up the fork and spoon, there was another noise from the elevator. This time out from inside, it was Chino who didn't even have time to change the uniform of the clerk and looked like he was fleeing.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh did not catch up

After finishing her hair and raising her head, Chino saw that everyone in the room turned their heads to stare at herself, so that she was a little embarrassed to want to go back, but the elevator door was closed.

"Ah, I'm very curious about what has been exposed, can Chino talk about it?"

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PS: Thanks for the reward from Broken Bridge Sang X2~

PS4: ...I forgot to open the oil heater yesterday, but I felt a little uncomfortable today. Don't catch a cold... I'm asking for a ticket for the blade!

1132. Don't let me see half of it... Heaven reincarnates?

As a result, Chino said that she was exposed. In fact, she said that after returning to the room at night most of the time, she said that she was doing important work, which was essentially going to the supervisor's side.

In fact, the supervisor really wants to complain, even if you don't need to be exposed, everyone basically knows this kind of thing, right?

"But... But it's the first time that Salu heard about it, so I was asking about it, so I almost... exposed the supervisor, like this..."

Sitting in his own position, Chino relaxed at ease, and the whole person seemed a lot more relaxed, even speaking a little bit louder.

The supervisor drew a spoonful of apple pie, smelled the sweet smell of baked apples, put it into his mouth and asked vaguely: "Then, use your invincible power to find a way, such as asking her not to ask. ?"

"Don't make fun of me... Supervisor, Salu didn't mean anything... So, she just preached... Then it was noticed that something was wrong, so she ran away..."

The supervisor always thinks that when she ran away like this, there were actually more questions, but that question was not something she needed to face, so she didn't continue to ask - instead she put the plate aside and pulled the keyboard.

"Forget it, think those who don't have it just add troubles, do you want to play a game? There is no need to exercise today, and there is no need for a long recovery time. You can easily play some games that cooperate with each other, right? "

After learning the lesson that hurting each other will inevitably cause everyone to be unhappy, the supervisor carefully selected a game called'Boiled 2'this time, and then invited Uni and Nepujiya together, plus Tomono, four Play alone.

Unfortunately, even if the game evolves, the nature of the pit will not change. After the supervisor blocked the way of others by running for the tenth time, he was successfully asked to stand in the corner holding the fire extinguisher and watch. With the three of them working together to pass the level.

Even the efficiency of completion is a bit faster than bringing the supervisor, which makes the supervisor feel very redundant.

But that’s okay. After the game was over and the things on hand were done, the supervisor let the three people fully understand that the supervisor is not superfluous, but a very important person.

Even eating pudding while laughing at the supervisor's inability to do anything before, the extra mercury lamp failed to escape, and was forced to participate in the manual labor that is decompression for the supervisor.

After the situation subsided, the supervisor closed his eyes rather tiredly, feeling the real weight of the left and right sides, as well as the warmth of the three, and then slowly sank into sleep.

——Unfortunately, I can’t just fall asleep, and make a dream that I may remember and forget immediately.Because when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a table, unable to control his body, which meant that this was another dream formed by abnormal past thoughts.

Turning his head to look at the voice calling him.A young girl with a beautiful golden circle haircut smiled gently, and waited until her eyes blinked again before she said slowly.

"Ms. Neha, have you sneaked out on patrol again? Although it is a good thing to maintain law and order, but if you don't replenish your energy and let yourself rest, your body will be unable to hold it?"

The visitor sat on a chair near the long table and took out a clean transparent glass jug and a few matching small cups from the bag he brought over.

"So, before the next patrol, do you want to come for a cup of tea?"

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The supervisor is not sure why someone would hold black tea and drink it all day long, even without adding sugar or even milk. It is said that people in a certain place think that adding sugar is the act of muddy legs, so no matter how bitter they are, they will Will not add sugar.

I can’t speak, and even my sight can only move along with Nanoha’s. The elevated highways built like the blood of the city are intricately complex, but they are obviously worthless for the huge buildings in the city, towering into the clouds, or even directly breaking through the clouds. Mention.

Nanoha flies lightly in the air, as if this is her innate ability. The sun shines through the thin morning mist in the steel city, bringing a hint of golden vitality to her and this seemingly dusky city .

"Very beautiful, Mr. Superintendent? Human beings, in the recent past, were able to develop to this point. Above the clouds, higher places, it is said that they can even take the elevator directly into the synchronous track."

Yes, it is beautiful, but these man-made things will decline and die in a certain event, and in the end there will only be ruins.

The supervisor silently looked at the traffic on the main roads, the vehicles running at almost a constant speed, the busy people in the high-rise buildings, and they all seemed to become full of life as the sun rose.

"Well, please continue to this side, Mr. Director, you are not meaningless to come and watch my past memories. Next, what will happen will be the first time this city feels. For trauma."

Following Nanoha's words, she spirally spiraled around a certain building. When passing a certain window, the supervisor instantly saw a middle-aged man and a young girl doing something that could not be written.

"Don't look over there, it's just an accident. Human beings have their own ways of living, and the important point is that disasters have not yet come. For most people, their personal lives are everything."

Although she was trying desperately to explain, it was obvious that this was the perception of Miss Lyrical Nanoha after she became anomalous, and in her dreams or memories, her flight speed was almost breaking the speed of sound-so that she had to stay away from the building.

Of course, whether he left for other reasons is unknown.

The supervisor watched that Nanoha finally arrived at the top of a building that had not broken through the clouds, but to be honest, stood on the lightning rod with one foot, and when she looked towards the sky, she was very curious about what she was looking at—

A bleak green beam of light that can drive people into madness, or forced to give up thinking, comes straight from the direction where the sun rises. Compared with the huge torrent, the petite Miss Naiha is insignificant.

Before the city sirens sounded, the protective magic circle that the supervisor was already quite familiar with suddenly lit up, unswervingly blocking the torrent, letting the rushing momentum disperse like a wave hitting the reef with unwillingness.

What is this and what is going on?

However, it is just like when a movie is at its most exciting juncture, and TV will always insert commercials. Before the supervisor can see what emerges from the sun, he has been popped up and plunged into deep darkness.

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PS:...It's wet and cold, dehumidifying and feels dry and unbearable, it's really sad...

PS4: ... ask for a ticket, ask for a blade, ask for a reward?

1133. Sometimes, it needs to be relieved!

The feeling of playing cordless bungee jumping made the supervisor subconsciously look behind him, but the feeling of always being unable to turn his head was actually quite uncomfortable-but when this thought came up, he stopped abruptly.

Although it was still dark all around, not far in front, a beam of light struck down, and there happened to be two chairs beside the white round table. This picture seemed familiar, as if I had seen it once a while ago?

He hesitated and walked over. When the supervisor was about to sit down and rest, he was patted on the shoulder. He was about to fight back but heard the sound of the bell: "I declare in advance that I am very afraid of pain. Maybe I will cry?"

The supervisor hurriedly retracted his hand and turned his head to see that the mature person, even the waist-length bell with thick hair, was standing there, and his eyes were blinking with a smile.

"Ah...Ah, what is it called, the movie was so well watched and suddenly disappeared, and then I was shut in a small black room... So, what is the situation now? Since you want to see me like this, there must be something important, right? ?"

After growing up, the bell suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the chair, pulled it apart and sat down to signal the supervisor to not be nervous, then flipped his hand and picked up a pot of steaming tea.