A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

When the time comes, ask Dorothy to take out the recording and send a copy to Hermer, asking her to pay more attention to these people so that they don't get tricked. If it doesn't work, give it to Seria, who seems to be in charge of this. Side things.

We are all adults now, so there is no need to fight for victory or defeat verbally. It’s time to end the fight with some dirty tricks. Let me show you the handy complaint methods that dirty adults can use.

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*The recording function of the cell itself is permanent.

*However, Dorothy "accidentally" modified it so that it can be turned on or off according to Yabu's requirements.

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Take a day off and make up for today's work tomorrow

As mentioned, please allow me to spend a day with you, brothers, and I will give today’s amount to my brothers tomorrow.

By the way, someone in the comment section said that they don’t plan to write an operator resume for Yabu, but I have never written this.

Of course, it's mainly because I'm a lazy dog.

I may write about it in the future, but if there are brothers who are willing, you can speak enthusiastically in the comment area, and I will definitely read it.

Refers to the lazy dog ​​who thought it was awesome after reading it and secretly saved a copy for later use.

Chapter 131 Leeroy is playing monsters, right? You kid?

"There is also the infected person who suddenly appeared." The woman with a ponytail who seldom talked slowly walked to the water dispenser on the side and took a few glasses of water with a disposable water cup.

"It was unlucky enough to have two infected people in the office. Now not only has a little one been picked up, but there is also someone who doesn't know where he came from. I don't know what happened after he was taken away. It's completely strange. Those who are restricted can run here if they have nothing to do, and come into contact with the little infected person, and they can still run around after the contact."

Okay, what is supposed to come is coming. The attacks that have been rained and dewed one by one are called out one by one, and now they are called upon themselves.

But there is no need to continue to record the beloved little cell. Recording what Hemo said behind their backs can help Hemo to guard against these people. There is no need to record what he said behind his back. Let them say what they want to say. .

Yabu, who felt that he was ready to moisturize, sat up straight with the remote control again, preparing to drive away from this intersection while these people were talking, pretending to be just a passerby, using their voices to cover up the rolling of his wheels. Voice.

"Infected people and infected people gather together, and they care about each other." The man with a heavy back said summarily.

"Who knows if it will explode one day? With three big ones and one small one together, the power of the explosion is scary!" The lady with the furry ears pretended to tremble a few times as she spoke.

"Indeed, it sounds scary, but how did you know he was an infected person?" The lady with a ponytail handed the newly collected water to the other two one by one.

"Dare to come into such close contact with an infected person, and hugged that child close to him. If he is not an infected person, let me tell you, he was placed in the glass cover that is the same as the exhibition cabinet. It must be because... ....”

The lady with the furry ears spoke confidently, as if she had seen with her own eyes that Yabu was an infected person, and she seemed to be going on to tell some things she knew.

And Yabu also saw this opportunity, pressed the remote control to let the cell start to move forward, and prepared to drive directly through this intersection while the other party was talking long, relying on the cover of his voice.

Normally, it can be done...

hum-

But the problem is that after the lady with furry ears took the water, she didn't continue talking. Instead, she abruptly interrupted what she was about to say and took a few sips of the water.

"..."

The sound of rolling wheels was so attractive in the quiet environment. The three of them looked at Yabu who wanted to pass by at the intersection. After being seen, Yabu slowly stopped at a loss. Come down and look at each other with the three of them.

Several people just looked at it with big eyes and small eyes, and no one said anything, not wanting to be the first to bear this embarrassing atmosphere.

But Yabu wasn't too embarrassed. What was embarrassing was the three people who spoke ill of people behind their backs and were seen by the real owner.

After the not-too-long silence lasted for a moment, the faces of the three people in front of them seemed to have gone through a cycle and returned to their original appearance. The woman who was particularly talkative and whose ears were remembered by Zhabu with her furry ears took the lead in using a somewhat tough expression. But a voice that was not very confident broke the awkward atmosphere.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Ah, I... do you think this is a coincidence? The big infected person wants to see the little infected person." With a passerby's expression on his face, Yabu pointed his finger in front of him.

But I don’t know if it was the words mentioned in this sentence that made them feel embarrassed that they had heard what they just said behind their backs. The lady with furry ears still took the lead and spoke first: "What, you still think we said it wrong?" I feel wronged to you, right?"

"I didn't say anything...but maybe a little?"

No, is there a possibility that if you say bad things about me behind my back, I should be aggrieved in the first place.

Since they were all being watched and couldn't leave for the time being, Yabu simply gave up moving forward for the time being. Instead, he controlled the cell and turned around to get in front of the three people. He sat up straight and prepared to chat with them, and then Take the opportunity to make money again.

"...What are you doing?" The lady with furry ears looked at Yabu who came over, feeling somewhat regretful.

If she had ignored him, Yabu would have just pretended not to know anything and left. She had to open her mouth and say something.

This mouth opened the monster, and he was more or less skilled.

"It's wrong of you not to talk about my own feelings." Yabu looked at them and said, "Of course, I'm not talking about your behavior of saying bad things about others behind their backs."

Of course, the behavior itself is not very good.

"I mean, what you said is wrong." As he spoke, Yabu took the lead and pointed at the lady with furry ears who was always the key to take the lead and said, "For example, you said that Hemo took Ifrit He was saved, so he was very proud of himself."

It's so embarrassing. He didn't put on a bad face of [-] to [-] yuan. Why should he be happy after rescuing the person?

"Is it possible that it's not a matter of pride, and that she doesn't have any utilitarianism in her concern for Ifrit, and is simply happy that she saved a child's life? Isn't this what a person in this industry should have? ?”

When the lady with the furry ears wanted to open her mouth to say something, Yabu pointed at another person, the man with the slicked back hair.

"Also, you two are talking about Joyce. You said she talks like a terminal, and you say she doesn't seem to know whether she's dead or alive."

It's even more embarrassing. When the classic game fails in the laning, it starts to rise to personal attacks if there is nothing to say.

"I have been in contact with her. She is actually very nice. You said she is like a terminal. Why not look at the advantages? Her efficiency is as high as a terminal. And in fact, as long as you chat, you will find that she is very efficient. It's humane, she only used that expression and expression as a last resort, and she didn't want to do that, but have you ever tried to understand her situation? Or are you unwilling to understand?"

After that, Yabu slowly moved his finger to the last person with a ponytail, and that person looked like a student whose name was called by the teacher. He slowly turned his face away, not wanting to look at Yabu. .

"Then, that's what you said."

If the three of them have something in common, it seems to be best understood in what the last person said.

That is the incomparable disgust towards infected people, as if disgust is common sense.

"Why do you have so much malice towards patients with ori disease? Because of the contagiousness of ori disease? But don't you know the infection method of ori disease?"

Inhalation of active ore dust, contact with blood of active source stone, mother-to-child infection... There is no one saying that as long as you stay in the same space with an infected person and do nothing, you will get infected. Under normal circumstances, you don't even need any protective measures. .

These are all things that the doctor told Yao Bu, things that even Yao Bu can understand, and the only way to understand them is from the library on the roadside.

All these highly educated scientific researchers should understand this.

"And even if it is really because of ori disease, shouldn't you have any ill intentions towards ori disease? Why should you treat patients with ori disease, who have to face unimaginable pain due to accidents, then To retaliate with more malice?"

This is strange, really strange.

There is something wrong with this different world. This is what Yabu has felt after coming here for almost half a year. It seems that most people are set to be malicious towards the infected.

But the problem is, aren’t most infected people victims of accidents such as natural disasters or man-made disasters?

"Patients are just victims. They are just unfortunate enough to suffer from mineral disease. But you always seem to think that it is the victims who are at fault. Isn't this the theory of victim guilt?"

Yabu's voice was a little thicker in this quiet space. His slow and leisurely voice made people not feel that he was arguing with others, but that he was lowering his attitude to ask.

"Did you actively choose this career? If so, don't you think it's strange?

You are like a doctor or a scholar who is disgusted with what you are doing, so why do you continue to do it?Regardless of whether your original intention is profit or ideal, if you have chosen this goal from the beginning, and now you are hostile to things related to this goal that have never harmed you, wouldn't this make you feel guilty? Contradictory? "

"..."

This feeling is really difficult to express in words. It is clear that the other party did not say anything particularly offensive, and almost all the words were composed of questions, as if he was just asking for directions.

But the questions that pierced their hearts in every sentence still made the three of them feel a little uncomfortable. But at the same time, they could not find any place to refute and vent. On the contrary, because the other party was all asking questions, they began to feel uncomfortable. Consciously follow the other person's words and think.

I want to say something, but I can't. If I insist on saying something forcefully, I seem to have lost. This is probably how I feel.

The three of them seemed to be chewing on what they just said, staring at Yabu without saying a word, as if they wanted to say something, but even the lady who always spoke first did not speak at the moment.

Faced with the gazes of the three people, Yabu did not say anything else. He just sat quietly and looked at them, revealing a solemnity that even the somewhat unruly cell could not restrain.

But actually...

'Hey no, why are you standing there in a daze? Come on and refute me? '

But in fact, Yabu's heart was not as peaceful as his appearance.

In his original idea, he should say a few words casually, and then the person opposite him, who seemed to have a bad temper, would retort harshly and scold him a few times, and finally say something. If he doesn't know what to do, just give him a slap in the face and leave, and he will be able to escape from the entanglement of this group of people.

But now, something seems wrong with the plot.

I don’t know if these people were said to have broken their guard, or if they were really thinking, they just stared at Yabu, saying nothing or doing nothing, so that Yabu didn’t even know what to do now. what.

...I keep watching like this, how can I leave? Isn’t it a bit rude for this pair to leave directly after finishing the line?

"I heard what you said."

Fortunately, this state did not last long, because a familiar voice that made Yabu feel safe came from behind him.

"Ser...Director Seria?!"

The three of them were quicker than Yabu to call out the name of the person who called out, and they were obviously aware of Seria's behavior, with a hint of trembling in their voices.

But when the three people called out their names first, Ceria was not the first to look at them. Instead, she walked to Yabu and stared at Yabu through the glass. A trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes, but then It was replaced by a stern expression.

"You leave here first. This is Rhine Life's own business." Ceria raised her hand to point Yabu in the direction of Ifrit's room. She seemed to have guessed what Yabu wanted to do here so late. "I will go back and solve the problem of Rhine life."

"......it is good."

...Actually, I am now considered an employee of Rheinland Life.

However, if someone gave Yabu a reason to leave, he would naturally not refuse. After nodding, he almost made a 360-degree turn on the spot and escaped with the cell in his hand.

The skillful turning skills caused the three people standing to divert their attention to Yabu's wheels. It wasn't until Ceria looked at them that their eyes felt a little chilled, and then they refocused, like The students whose mistakes were found out by the class teacher also stood there with their heads lowered.

"Yu Bu has basically asked all the questions that need to be asked."

Rather, the question was a little too gentle.

Guessing that Yabu had almost left, Ceria slowly spoke: "Do you have anything to say?"

"..."

Ceria took a step forward and got closer to the three of them, so that her voice could be better heard by them: "Researcher Hemmer and Researcher Joyce, who have demonstrated outstanding performance in the chimerism therapy project, They have very excellent professional qualities. Do you have anything to say about their project results?”

"..."

None of the three people answered. It wasn't that they didn't understand anything. They actually knew everything in their hearts. But in this situation, no one knew how to answer Ceria.

"You!" Ceria first looked at the woman with the ponytail, "A hometown that is suffering from ore disease has high hopes, but you attack colleagues and patients at work as someone else's infected person!"

"A man who comes from a scholarly family, but is narrow-minded and envious of talents!" Ceria didn't pause at all, and then turned her attention to the man with a big back, "He even takes pleasure in laughing at the misfortunes of others!"

"One was once a rising star in a prestigious school, but now he has fallen into obscurity. He is respectful in front of his boss, but gossips and slanders behind his back!"

Seria is worthy of her position as director. She is conscientious to the point of being paranoid and remembers the background of almost every person who works at Rheinland Life very clearly.

In normal times, knowing that they can be remembered so clearly by the director would undoubtedly be a happy thing for them.

But all I can feel at this moment is the fear that I can't even speak out, and the tension as if my whole person has been seen through, deconstructed from beginning to end, exposing all weaknesses.

"But now?"

Each of them had high expectations in their past, a starting point that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and talents that were rare in the world.

But now?

"As a member of Rhine Life, I am angry and ashamed of your words and deeds!"

They have gone very far, but along the way they have forgotten why they set out in the first place.

They have lost their goals, and may even have become the people they hated most in the past.

Don't they know it themselves?

"Yes...sorry!"

"We made a mistake! We were wrong!"

As if the soldiers were reporting to their superiors, the emotions of the three of them were also affected by Seria's serious scolding, and even their answering voices became loud reports.

"I want to see your reflection report before noon tomorrow! If a similar situation happens again, you will be severely punished!"

"Yes!!!"

Maybe they really didn't notice it before, or maybe they were just numb and no one woke them up.

But at least there's a chance to do it again.

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*In the end, the three people consciously wrote a letter of apology.