Chapter 1121 Shame

For a construct with infinite life and more than 700 years since its last repair, the concept of "soon" is different from ordinary people. Even if it takes one minute to deal with one person, it would take more than thirteen hours for more than 800 people. Everyone needs to explain their request, and the alliance will make a judgment and then coordinate the process. It will not be fast.

"Don't worry, it will be soon." I don't know why Norton No. 2 said that. Zhao Mai couldn't believe it as he held the ticket number 1,001. But after a while, he discovered that the speed of processing customers here is indeed very fast. It takes about ten seconds to call the next one. Everyone almost filed into the office... Wait, there is no exit!

"The exit is not here. There are other doors inside. Look, we have reached No. 600. I'm going to see who is working today." Norton No. 2 flew over everyone's heads and actually flew in through the stone gate. Workspace. Someone saw him cutting in line and pushed forward. However, he was spotted by the face on the stone gate and immediately yelled at him: "Define!" All the people who cut in line were immobilized and stood motionless at the door. . They will be punished by being immobilized for ten minutes. If they commit the crime again, the immobilization time will be continuously extended.

The remaining magic energy fluctuations floated over and were captured by Zhao Mai. He felt it carefully, and found that such a strong spell on the door would have no effect on him. The security force and overall combat effectiveness here are not high, and they are more than enough to deal with ordinary people. But if you really have to face a strong person, not to mention Zhao Mai, even the arrival of a few Z-worm aliens can turn this place upside down. Even without making a fuss, he could easily squeeze through the gate and squeeze to the front.

‘Fortunately, my quality is relatively high. ’ Zhao Mai is still lining up with peace of mind. When the number of the team reached more than 700, Norton No. 2 came back from behind the stone door. The human face on the door still ignored it.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Star is at work today. I guess your situation is very difficult to handle." Norton No. 2 said: "That's a guy with a very high level of work. This is terrible."

Duojian felt that the logic of the construct was weird and asked: "Isn't it good to have a high level of work?"

"People here will not want to go to work after a long time, but Mr. Star does not have such a situation. He is the deputy director of Department No. 3, a very serious guy, and has worked here for three hundred years. Because he is too familiar with the work After seeing too many things, he became very cold-blooded and had a bad temper, always looking for reasons to call the guards to torment people. He was indeed well-informed, but very unenthusiastic, and everyone disliked him. But he He's not crazy, and there's no reason to replace him. It's difficult to deal with. Your Majesty the Dragon King, when it's our turn, you must remember one thing: don't let him ring the bell on the table. As long as the bell doesn't ring, then the next one Then he won't scream, you are still in there. Take your time, flatter him more, you will always be satisfied and he will speak. By the way, don't say I told you this."

"Number one thousand and one!"

Zhao Mai stood up and everyone followed him inside, and Norton 2 immediately began to disguise: arms hanging down, eyes distracted, flying slowly and feebly. "I'm starting to act stupid, don't forget to flatter him as hard as you can!"

If Zhao Mai was the kind of person who likes to flatter, he wouldn't fire his boss and start driving part-time by himself. If the other person has a smiling face, or is just plain serious, Zhao Mai can still say a few nice words as long as he doesn't deliberately put on a bad face. According to Norton, Mr. Star inside may not be such a person.

"Face is given to each other, no one is born nobler than the other." With this thought, Zhao Mai crossed the long-faced stone gate. The face on the door glanced sideways at Zhao Mai, and then immediately looked away, his lips trembling slightly. When Zhao Mai passed through, the stone door was closed, and the face above actually breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone here is working. This is just work and not all of life. Stone Gate will also worry about dangers that are life-threatening.

Behind the stone gate is a time slow flow field, where one second is stretched out, which is equivalent to extending the working time in disguise. No wonder everyone doesn't like working here. Zhao Mai completely understands their mood! But if someone can still love their job under such circumstances, what a pervert they must be!

Mr. Star is a human being, tall, bald, with a fake right eye. A scar almost split the upper half of his skull. It is not known how he survived. He has a long, narrow office with two doors: entrance and exit. His job is to watch the people coming in and figure out how to get them out through the exit.

"Well, number one thousand and one, a good number." His voice was hoarse, which was not good. He took a sip of water to moisten his throat, placed the water glass back in its place precisely, and then straightened the collar and tie of his white suit. New "customers" walked in, a man in fine clothes, a pretty beauty, Norton, a silly mechanical ball flying in the air, and finally a little girl riding a dog. Um? What breed are the dog and the little girl?

Mr. Star was looking at Zhao Mai and others, and Zhao Mai was also looking at him. This small room abuses the color white. The walls, ceiling and floor are all bright white. It is paired with an overly heavy wooden table and a transparent plastic armchair, giving it a depressing feeling. Bright sunlight shines in from the window at the far end of the office, creating an unnatural beam effect in the time slowdown field.

The furnishings on Mr. Star's desk are very simple, including a ticking alarm clock, a quill pen inserted in an ink bottle, and a desk bell. As long as you type this, the calling system outside will call the next one, and Zhao Mai's time is over.

"No. 1001, tell me, I know you have vocal organs."

Zhao Mai took a breath, swallowed it down, and said directly: "Our world discovered Naikos, he..."

"I understand, please buy a Nexus alarm device and use it when Nexus appears. Next one."

He slapped the bell on the table with his palm, but it was blocked by an invisible psychic field, making him unable to press it. Mr. Star glanced at Zhao Mai, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, suddenly raised his arm, and slapped it down with a cry!

"Let me tell you, we found Naikos there. They are hidden in a kind of stone ball, which can block various inspections." Zhao Mai watched Mr. Star continuously slap his palms on the psychic barrier, and then to no avail And return. "Does the Alliance of Rings have any information on similar technology? Have other worlds encountered similar things?"

"You only need to buy the Nexus siren and press it when Nexus arrives. There are more than 40 destiny gold coins each, and sometimes there is a bounty for reporting." Mr. Star changed the method and put his hand next to it. The tabletop slowly stretched out, but was still blocked by a barrier. "I'm warning you, you are interfering with the normal operation of the Ring Alliance!"

"Are you in any trouble? Do you want me to help you?" Zhao Mai pointed to the bell on the table and said, "Do you want to press this? I can press it for you, okay?"

"Of course you can, as long as you dare to press it!"

Zhao Mai put his palm on the table bell and pressed it very slowly, pressing the thing directly into paper without making any sound. "Okay, I've finished pressing the button. Are there any other bad temper and obsessive-compulsive disorder that need to be solved? If not, please use your professional skills to solve the problem for me."