Abnormal creatures' communication group

How do you know what the action you specified belongs to? What if it covers all four categories?

So this method is the most efficient.

After a moment's thought, he stared closely at the employee on the monitor.

The employee had already walked straight into the containment room. The simplified stick figure could not reveal much expression, and the voice was also filtered so that he could hardly hear what was said. He could only barely make out that this guy, whose name he had not remembered at all, was now clasping his hands together, as if he was praying.

Unfortunately, the supervisor didn't know about some legends in other worlds, otherwise he should be able to quickly guess the clues of the skull-shaped monster.

This day was more peaceful than he had imagined. Of course, this was only for him sitting in the office. For those unlucky employees, it was a race between life and death.

374 A Day in the Life of a Lobotomy Employee

My name is Benno.

This is an ordinary black-haired man with no special features. If there is any special feature, it is that his hair is quite thick.

I've been a mercenary, an errand boy, I've been in fights, I've killed people, I've rummaged through garbage, I've gone hungry, I've been injured.

In order to survive, there is nothing special that can be done.

Later, I found the recruitment notice of Brain Lobe Corporation and chose to apply without hesitation.

I don't care about the dangers he mentioned above, I only care about whether he can feed me.

What's more, this is almost a dream job for many people. If it wasn't a newly established company, how could such a good opportunity fall into his hands?

There were a lot of people during the selection process, and many of them were better than him. When it came to the final stage of the selection, I was far behind them in both written scores and fighting ability.

This job was not originally intended for me, but the other party showed a hint of timidity at the critical moment, which I did not.

Because I have had enough of this wandering life. I would rather die with enough food and clothes, and die comfortably next to a warm fire, rather than collapse on the cold roadside with no one paying attention to me.

What's more, there is no safe place in this world. You can't survive in such a place without being determined to die.

That's how I became an employee here, received some cursory training, and after being given important instructions, had to face those things that were considered dangerous in the manual.

At first, I didn't take the manual seriously until I actually saw the Abnormal with my own eyes.

I don't know what it is, it's beyond my imagination.

All words cannot describe that thing.

The first time I saw that thing, boundless sins surged up in my mind. It told me to atone for my sins immediately and to tell everyone about those dark things that were not allowed to see the light. But I still endured it, because the rules I had to follow clearly stated that all desires and impulses that were not within the plan were extremely dangerous.

I observed the other person with trepidation.

The other person's voice was hollow and heavy, even with a hint of holiness, but the strange thing was that I couldn't tell whether the voice was more male or female.

I suppressed the urge to communicate with it and listened to its advice and guidance over and over again.

Never said a word.

However, a sharp pain still came from my brain, as if something was stirring my brain with a steel needle, again and again.

This almost made me drop the pen and paper in my hand, and my originally straight legs began to tremble constantly, but I finally held them tightly and crumpled the paper.

Because those people would never allow me to throw away the report in my hand. I don’t need to think too much to understand what the fate of an employee who can’t even complete his own tasks will be.

But I still overestimated myself, the pain was more severe than I imagined.

In the end, I didn't even know how I got out of that damn place, but at least I made it out alive.

After leaving that damn room, I breathed a long sigh of relief and wanted to lean against the wall to rest for a while, exhausted. But no, there was no chance to rest at all.

The next instruction came like a death sentence. The supervisor here told me to communicate and interact with a strange existence.

It was simply impossible to do, this was a life-threatening job! If I went in there again, my brain would definitely be turned into mush.

The previous pain was still vivid in his mind, and the shadow of death was hovering over him. Even the most fearless person would feel fear. If he was not afraid of death at all, what was the point of living?

Isn't it because I want to survive, to live a better life, that I came here?

Benno gritted his teeth and rushed in without hesitation.

If he retreats now, he will probably be treated as a traitor and killed. If he breaks in now, he may have a chance to get out alive.

What's more, the food tonight is quite rich. Just hearing the catalogue makes his mouth water, not to mention that there are some things he has never even heard of. They must be the best stuff!

Didn't he come here just for such a life?

He rushed in and tried to communicate with her. Unexpectedly, when she sincerely confessed her sins to her, the pain that had been stabbing her like a needle would slowly disappear. There was even a warm current that slowly repaired his spirit, and the trauma he had suffered was gradually alleviated.

But once he tried to make up some false stories to deceive others, the pain would come again. This time he became honest and confessed the sins he had committed.

At the end of a day of intense work, the supervisor is presented with a detailed and rich set of information.

It says one sin and a hundred virtues.

The amount of endorphins collected today has already reached the target and no more can be loaded. Yes, there is an upper limit to the energy collected daily. This is his indicator and his task.

According to them, this is because the current energy collection device has not been fully manufactured and is still slightly incomplete, so it can only be modified step by step to ensure that it can collect and accommodate more energy.

In fact, he really wanted to ask why not make a few more incomplete ones. Later he found out that it would take at least a day to modify or make another one.

Well, it seems that those so-called artificial intelligences really don't have many logical loopholes. Although he has seen Tony Stark's vivid artificial intelligences, he still remains skeptical about this technology.

After all, artificial intelligence has another good name, artificial intelligence, right?

Seeing the reminder that the R&D progress was more than halfway, he refused the approval to leave work without any hesitation.

After all, only through more observation and forcing the other party to emit more energy can those in the equipment department capture what they emit and develop those wonderful Ego weapons.

"By the way, after this is over, do I have the right to let this employee have a private chat with me?"

He suddenly put down his pen and asked Angela, who had been standing upright beside him, seriously.

"Of course, this is your right and freedom."

Angela didn't refuse, which was beyond the supervisor's expectations, but it was exactly what he wanted.

He originally had no intention of signing a contract with the employee. After all, 10000 points was a considerable expense.

But in the end he did not hesitate. Instead of fantasizing about the future in an unrealistic way, it is better to grasp what he can grasp in his own hands.

After all, he had discovered that in the long-term contact with the abnormal body, the other party's physical strength was constantly increasing. A person who could grow obedient and 100% succeed in signing a contract was worth his gamble.

375 Signing a contract

The place was not spacious and the lighting was extremely dim. There was a shiny old chair there, inviting him to sit down.

Benno swallowed nervously, his hands tucked into his pockets for a while, then taken out again. He couldn't get into position for a long time, let alone sit upright.

"No need to be nervous, just sit down."

A rather unfamiliar young voice came from the dimness, and its excessive youthfulness eliminated the strange tension.

He listened to the voice, sat upright in his chair, looked up at the pure black glass in front of him that completely blocked the other person's figure, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Benno-Banno, when did you become such a coward? Where's that fearless courage you had back then? You didn't even flinch when facing the Abnormality. Why are you so scared now when you have to face your boss?

That's right, the person on the other side of the glass was the supervisor. In order to prevent accidents, a piece of glass was specially used to block it. Don't think that it was just an ordinary glass. Not to mention that the bright light on his side did not pass through at all, and he could see the other person's appearance clearly. At least conventional weapons could not break it.

Such strict protection measures made him feel a little amused and helpless.

"What do you think of me?" Seeing that the other party was still sitting there restlessly looking around, the supervisor took the lead in asking.

"You are my supervisor..." Benno hesitated for a moment and answered honestly.

You say he hates her, but he doesn't hate her that much. Even though she had asked him to die before, he survived, didn't she? Especially after eating the sumptuous dinner in the evening, he didn't hate her much.

He was just a little bit scared and frightened. After all, the other party issued an order that was equivalent to committing suicide, and might not have considered him at all. He just used him as a simple tool. How could he not be afraid when facing the person who held the power over his life and death?

The supervisor looked at the still somewhat timid guy and sighed helplessly. He couldn't figure out whether it was a good idea or a bad idea to go to the other party to sign the contract. The other party's current appearance did not show any of his bravery and decisiveness today.

Even someone like him, who could only hide behind the monitor and watch the stick-drawn drawings, could feel the decisiveness at that time.

But at least the other party had carried out his instructions meticulously, so he said with a rather helpless tone, "Sorry."

"What!" The other party could no longer sit still and jumped off the chair. The exaggerated expression on his face could not be concealed. Panic, disbelief, and some ecstasy switched back and forth on the same person's face in a complex manner.

"Really?" The other party blurted out this doubt subconsciously, and then after realizing that he had lost his composure, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The other party's reaction made the supervisor reflect for a long time. He sat silently on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand, and tapping the table with his fingertips in a rhythmic manner.

He should have been accustomed to these things, but those fabricated memories that could not stand scrutiny lost any reference value after meeting the people in the chat group.

In addition, the recent closed-door training has prevented him from coming into contact with other humans here except artificial intelligence, which has made his thinking more and more similar to that of the people in the chat group.

Everyone has the right to be a human being. This right not only includes the right to survive, but also includes more things, such as respect and equality.

But here, he was so superior to the other party that his well-deserved apology and well-deserved consideration were regarded as something worth making a fuss about and celebrating.

So he looked at the man and repeated it again. "Yes, I need to apologize to you. I know that instruction was a bit difficult for you."

The supervisor actually found some other excuses, such as that the job had to be completed by him, and that taking a break before doing it would be the same, but in the end he had no excuses and simply expressed his apology.

"Thank you, thank you." Benno on the other end didn't know what to say anymore, and could only stutter out a thank you.

The option of apologizing was never included in the education he received. Neither apologizing nor being apologized to existed.

If you make a mistake, you will die. There is no way to forgive. If those who are high and mighty make a mistake, they must pretend that nothing happened and take the blame on themselves because it is their mistake.

It is this absurd logic that runs through everything that is most basic in this world.

"Not thank you."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bucket of cold water poured over Benno's head. He began to feel completely panicked. Yes, how could anyone care about the name of a tool?

How can you take seriously a polite remark or a tentative word from the other party?

He even felt that he had begun to offend the other party, and perhaps he would be beheaded at the next moment, but even so, he still did not have the courage to resist or vent his anger. He just waited tremblingly for the final judgment, or rather, waiting for death.

"I mean, if you choose to forgive me, you can say it's okay. If you think this is not enough to make up for the mistakes I made, you can say I refuse. My apology to you does not mean that you have to forgive me."

After saying so much, the supervisor felt even more tired than when he was giving instructions this morning. No wonder the doctor repeatedly emphasized that it was difficult to be a completely good person. It was better to be a willful good person, choosing to save or not save according to your own heart. It was much better than saving many people with trepidation only to be rejected by the people you saved.

At first he didn't understand what this meant, but now he thinks he does.

After all, his starting point was obviously good, but because of the different statuses of the two parties, the other party's wild imagination almost made the matter go to another extreme, which can be seen from the unconcealed expression on the other party's face.

Not to mention all those weird and disgusting people who try to be good people.

"No, it's okay." Benno breathed a sigh of joy. No one would not want his boss to be such an understanding person, especially after just experiencing the extreme of almost death, this little bit of beauty would make people even more greedy.

The supervisor watched as the other person's expression changed from panic to joy and then to fanaticism.

Just some normal and equal treatment, just some apologies that could be considered charity, were they actually worth his great enthusiasm?

But he didn't deserve it, because he said these words with ulterior motives. He just wanted to make the signing of the contract go more smoothly. He didn't deserve to be treated so sincerely. The supervisor finally understood why he felt uncomfortable in the chat group.

Because when facing those sincere people, all his dark thoughts seemed to be exposed to the light and revealed nakedly in front of others.

376 New Abnormality

"Let's sign the contract."

The supervisor finally stated his purpose. All time around him was stopped. The system told him that when time stopped, the world's time would also stop. This meant that no one could discover this fact. The power used by the system was above the TT2 protocol, and the other party's years of research looked like a joke.

However, the person designated by him to sign the contract was naturally excluded. He held the thin piece of parchment in his hand with a nervous expression and signed his name without any hesitation with the pen he handed to him.

He didn't notice at all that the supervisor's hands had just passed through the glass and then retracted silently, as if they had passed through a simple water curtain, without any difficulty at all.

Although he didn't quite understand why the other party asked him to sign another contract, he had clearly signed a life-or-death contract at the beginning.

What's more, there is nothing written on this parchment, no blank spaces or decorative patterns.

But that doesn't mean he will hesitate, nor does it mean he will refuse.

The parchment slowly floated in the sight of the two people, purple lines lit up from the parchment, and completely incomprehensible words slowly floated out of the parchment.

Including his name written in black ink.

Then the parchment began to burn slowly, the purple flame eroding it slowly until the last piece of paper disappeared between heaven and earth. In a place where they could not see, a purple flame-shaped pattern was imprinted on Benno's body, and disappeared after a moment.

After the ceremony, the supervisor discovered that he could not only sense and borrow the other party's power, but also see the other party's emotions and thoughts, and even observe through the other party's eyes.

He nodded, and the time that had stopped flowing slowly resumed. The previous scene was not witnessed by anyone except the system and the two parties who signed the contract. The supervisor was somewhat satisfied. In this way, even if their meeting was really recorded, no fault would be found.

He turned and left without staying.