The supervisor does not die from a debt

The Supervisor Doesn't Die From Oweed Mouth Chapter 67

"As a super AI, I will not give you so-called'encouragement' until the "Slightly Sporadic Encouragement Application" you submitted takes effect. However, there is one thing I need to inform you. Please raise your head and look at the computer monitor in front of you. ."

The supervisor raised his head, and on the computer monitor, the project that has not been opened since seeing it once, that is, the project with the icon of the brain in the [Supervisor Strengthening] project, has changed from I to II.

"Hmm... I boldly guess that this shows that I am getting farther and farther from normal people, and I can no longer be a human being, and then put on the stone mask that you sent me after a while and become a creature fearing the sun after the test?"

"Your thinking is always so jumpy. Occasionally I will think about whether I should change to a more mature and stable supervisor. Unfortunately, your current performance is very good, and this plan needs to be temporarily postponed."

The supervisor waved his hand again and again: "Relaxation, relaxation, it's just a trivial joke. So, in simple terms, this is because I am working hard to exercise my brain, so my ability has also risen along with it?"

"It's true. With the borrowing of the company's new system and your insignificant effort. Your ability has improved. I hope you will not be satisfied with this small result and stop moving forward."

In general, this AI will definitely not be a serious compliment, but it does affirm the performance of the supervisor...it should.

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85. Our company is full of talents, which is by no means comparable

Without spending wages, one ability was improved in a silly way, but the supervisor didn't feel any actual benefits-according to novels, games, or whatever, it should be at least a little changed now.

For example, the eyes can see things more clearly, the mind can instantly recall the four masterpieces, see the floating light spots in the air, or the fingertips glow, and can see inwardly.

The supervisor stared at the stack of documents on the table in front of him and the silent six-sided dice. He didn't speak for a while, but from his expression, he was indeed...concentrating, as if he was about to burn the paper with his eyes.

The last task assigned has been completed, and the supervisor has not confirmed leaving get off work for a long time.After pressing the temporary storage, Futaba stretched, tilted his head in doubt, and looked at the small monitor next to the monitor.

Then he saw that the supervisor was posing cross-eyed, staring at an eraser.

"Oh... Director, it suddenly became myopia? Do I need to recommend special glasses to correct it?"

The supervisor stared at the documents and erasers on the table without blinking: "No, um... I just learned that the so-called mental value has improved. I wonder if I can do some special things, such as Ignite waste paper or let the dice float."

Pushing the glasses that are about to slide down, Futaba nodded in a daze: "That's it, um, someone will have this kind of illusion, but in fact, it's impossible."

The supervisor slumped on the table, closing his eyes and making gestures for a while: "Sure enough... So this level is to make it look good, and it has no practical effect."

"Isn't that what I said, didn't the supervisor notice that my head has become clearer, the time I can work every day has become longer, and the efficiency of thinking about things has become more efficient?"

When answering questions to the supervisor, Futaba knocked on his head and turned off the display in front of him, intending to actually deal with the recent backlog of information that was relatively late in sequence.

On the other hand, after it did prove that the so-called mental power cannot be moved, the supervisor rubbed his sore eyes and leaned on the chair: "Chris? How many abnormal research points have been collected by the Intelligence Department today, if possible. , Convert all the extra points into departmental research points... Wait, get off work first."

Moving his gaze to the screen wall, the supervisor watched the details of today's work fall from the top, and he looked at the item of "Today's Work Rating" for the first time.

A large, non-luminous S that represents affirmation of work is posted on it, and next to it are LAB points distributed according to the level of work excellence, as well as a lot of information about today's promoted personnel.

The number of "employees who died today" is a white zero, which means that no employees died today.

The clerk is not a loss, it is just a consumption... The supervisor finally understands the meaning of the sentence in the supervisor's manual.

The work interface dimmed, and the music that would be played in the room when working, as if encouraging the supervisor to work hard, also stopped at the same time, and switched back to soft, relaxing piano music.

He couldn't hear what it was. The supervisor didn't study this aspect deeply, but it didn't prevent him from getting up from the chair, stretching his waist, and rubbing his waist that became sore even when he stood up straight.

Doesn't this company provide any sports equipment, sitting all the time, worry-free eating and drinking, and just consuming brain power, I always feel that this will not work.

Hesitating whether to respond to Christina, the supervisor stacked the documents on the table at the top of the pile of documents next to the table...Although the piles of documents were already almost half a person tall, the supervisor never thought about handling them.

For example, throw it into the'recycling port'.

In the computer monitor, there were three points of intelligence department research points that were converted from anomalous research points to the account with today's salary.The supervisor pondered for a while and distributed them equally.

Anyway, in the end, all of them will be stuck at the departmental enhancement level three, and the total will be twelve o'clock...it seems quite a lot.

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The dinner was as rich as ever, or it was a little too rich. It seems that considering that the supervisor almost exploded in his brain today, the dinner was deliberately chosen not to be so strong and greasy, but slightly lighter.

Even the steamed egg in the chawanmushi only contains some dried shrimps to enhance the flavor.

The supervisor was very satisfied with his food. Almost all the fatigue and boredom he had accumulated during his work dissipated during this meal, and he even felt that he could make a quick pass and refresh himself.

Watching the manipulator retract the dinner plate, the supervisor left the chair to wash and clean up, but did not return to the seat... Although there are still a lot of tasks that have not been completed, such as writing the details of [Big Daddy] Go to the logbook and complete the new information obtained from other exceptions.

But he decided to push these things back, and walked to the long working desk with his still wet hands, holding his hands facing the screen wall, leaning slightly on the desk, and looking at the staff rest area seriously.

In that picture, countless employees come and go, everyone is immersed in the joy of returning to the rest area safely after work.Many people are pulling people who are already familiar or just familiar with them to relax in recreational facilities.

This positive attitude may be the normal mentality that people should have in such a world, rather than minus 30 degrees and shouting that they must work for an eight-hour period. Minus One Baidu plans to execute the administrator. Diao Min.

There is no need for horizontal comparison.

After hesitating for a while, the supervisor zoomed the screen to the area currently allowed to enter on the fourth floor. As always, no way to Futaba's house was found.

In the future, if you want to talk to Futaba about something, you must let other department heads lead the way... But it's also an opportunity.

I zoomed the screen to the maximum, and then positioned it to the middle area of ​​the first layer. I found the coffee shop that was not popular for thousands of years with accuracy, error, and speed.

Taking a deep breath, the supervisor adjusted the viewing distance and let the picture enter the shop through the door of the coffee shop-and then unexpectedly discovered that it was actually better than expected.

Usually there are almost no coffee shops with one or more customers. Today, there are seven or eight people sitting in the store, holding coffee, and chatting relaxedly and happily on topics that the supervisor does not understand.

The two shop assistants were happily busy, refilling the customers, and by the way chatted with the employees about some recent news-the supervisor subconsciously exited the shop and rubbed his forehead.

It should be the wrong way to enter. How could this store have so many customers? It must be an illusion.

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86. What is the experience of being reversed if you want to appease others?

Waiting for the supervisor to figure out the reason, it was already a few minutes, after repeatedly entering and leaving the coffee shop, confirming that he had not had hallucinations due to previous excessive brain use, the supervisor accepted this reality.

Especially among those employees, there is Justin with a rather broken Hunter's hat on hand... Well, this can be understood.

With the freshly made coffee delivered by the robotic arm, the supervisor quietly listened to Justin reporting his progress there, and said a few words from time to time-according to him, it seemed that work was going very smoothly, even Also read a lot of related materials in the library.

The supervisor and him complained about the wise operation of the'Cure Church' for a long time. The employees next to him put their ears up and listened for a long while, almost all of them thought they were listening to the story.

Taking risks in dreams, and still dreaming in the containment room...It is unrealistic to listen to them. Quan regards them as listening to their stories.Although the sound of the flying screen (that is, the supervisor) all around is entirely electronically synthesized.

Inside the coffee shop, behind the conditioning table, Tomino is making coffee smoothly and skillfully. While making beautiful latte garnishes with steady hands, she carefully looks up at the quadcopter floating there.

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