The Lone Wolf of Tomorrow's Ark

"Huh? Oh, come right now."

Looking at the crying doctor while walking with an embarrassing expression, Amiya made a reflection after a long absence:

'Is it true that the task assigned to the doctor is a little heavier?Well then, I will reduce the doctor by ten documents tomorrow. '

The doctor who was still lying on Phoenix and crying was naturally unaware of Amiya's sinister thoughts. After venting enough, he took the initiative to let go of Phoenix's hand, sat upright again, and cheered himself up:

"Okay, isn't it just a few files, I will solve it for you in minutes! Ola Ola Ola Ola..."

Looking at the doctor who began to write quickly, Phoenix glanced at the three stacks of documents that were obviously not just a few sheets, and encouraged him with duplicity:

"Doctor, come on."

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"I feel like... my hands and my ass are not mine anymore."

"Here, Doctor, coffee."

"Ah, thanks."

The doctor's right hand trembled slightly, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, then looked at the completed documents on the table, and the sunset outside, took a deep breath, stretched his waist, and said:

"My God, it's finally all done, my legs and hands are numb."

"Well done, Doctor, then I'll take these documents to Amiya first."

"Well, please."

After stacking all the documents together, Phoenix picked up the documents and walked out of the office, and began to send them to Kelsey's office, but he was only halfway there when he heard a female scream:

"Ah—! Got it! I finally have this tag!"

"Da da da da..."

After a scream, there was a sound of running, but as the footsteps got closer, Phoenix felt something was wrong. Why did it feel like the footsteps were coming straight at me?

"Ah?! Get out of here!"

"Oh!"

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Provence felt that she would be very lucky today, because 'Mr. Grape' didn't make trouble for her early this morning and let her sleep well.

Mr. Grape is a pet raised in Provence. It is a giant wolf with purple hair that stands upright as tall as a person. In addition, although she is called Mr. Grape, it is actually a female wolf.

It doesn't have many hobbies, but if you want to list it, then Mr. Grape should list it as the first thing to wake up Provence.

In the past, Mr. Putao often crawled out of his nest just after the dawn of genius, and then quietly came to Provence's bedside, and then quietly climbed into the bed, and finally... a happy song, If you feel happy you just jump...

You can't imagine the pain that a big wolf crawls on your bed, jumping at your stomach, of course, if you really have a big dog, I didn't say it...

But today, after sleeping on the bed and waking up naturally, Provence looked at Mr. Grape, who was lying on the bed and had already woken up. Although he was a little surprised, most of them were pleasantly surprised. Are you sensible, sir?

"Good morning, Mr. Putao, you have behaved a lot today."

"Well……"

Regardless of whether he understood or not, Mr. Grape politely responded with a sob, so that Provence knew that it was listening.

After getting a response from Mr. Grape, Provence smiled, and then slowly crawled out of the quilt, still talking to himself:

"Slow down, slow down, not fast, or the static electricity will fluff up."

As we all know, Provence has the largest tail among the Rhode Island Lupers, and its size and hairiness even exceed most of the Volpers who have made great achievements in this regard.

Because of this fluffy big tail, Provence has been selected as the most popular girl of the Lupus for two consecutive years. She and her big tail are quite famous.

However, Provence is completely indifferent to her big tail. Although she is really proud of being fluffy, such a big tail has brought some inconvenience to her life:

For example, when cooking in the kitchen, it is very likely to turn around and accidentally sweep the plate on the table;

For example, when there are many people, your own tail will occupy one more seat;

Another example is when she wakes up now, once she lifts the quilt too fast or rubs it too fast, she can experience the tingling sensation with a burst of crackling sound, and see what scientific fried hair is, and the big tail after fried hair has a volume ratio It was estimated to be about double the size before, so after learning the lesson, for Provence, every time they get up and lift the quilt, it is a holy war!

"Slowly...slowly...huh—leave safely."

After slowly lifting the quilt, Provence breathed a sigh of relief, and after patting a few upturned, harmless tail hairs back to the main force, he shook the quilt and folded it up, then felt the morning sun outside the window , stretched her waist, revealing her graceful figure.

Provence didn't wear pajamas when she went to bed last night, but her current outfit is just a purple lace underwear and a white shirt. A pair of straight, fat-free long white legs are exposed, making people want to say "this leg is my Can play for a year!"

"Yawn~ Maybe today will be a good day."

After stretching, Provence yawned, and began to wash up, while taking the time to chat with Mr. Grape:

"Since the new operator joined yesterday, Mr. Putao, you seem to be obedient a lot. Did something happen?"

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." (the sound of brushing teeth after speaking)

Hmm..." (Mr. Grape's response)

"But it doesn't mean that I don't like the way you behave now, it's just that you suddenly changed, and I'm not used to it."

"Huhu..." (sound of wet towel wiping face)

"..." (Mr. Grape doesn't want to respond)

"Don't be silent, it's weird for me to talk to myself."

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..." (sound of combing tail hair)

"..." (Mr. Putao is speechless)

After washing up, Provence put on his uniform and covered his well-proportioned figure, then picked up his bow and put it into the bag carried by Mr. Grape, and then made a small check to see if there was any missing dirt in the corners of his eyes.

After everything was perfect, Provence smiled, and then left the dormitory with Mr. Grape.

"Let's go, Mr. Putao, do everything well today!"

"Ow."

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However, the reality is as skinny as the ideal is. After just one morning, Provence was already looking exhausted, which was completely inconsistent with the performance she said at the beginning that she would be full of energy for a whole day. .

"Ah...how many tags is this already?"

As I said before, in order to get the high-level senior tag prepared by the resume company, Rhodes Island used the practice of repeating the resumes of the operators. Although this can indeed meet the standard, but what follows is the operator on duty in the reception room. jobs increased substantially.

After all, a lot of recruitment tags have to be sorted out by the personnel of the personnel department, which made the personnel department the most unpopular department for a while, because entering it means a whole day's work. Busy, only a responsible operator like Provence would come to pick up the tasks here every day.

However, Rao is a senior operator, Provence. After nearly a day of tag bombing, he is also a little dizzy. Looking at a newly passed file on the table, which contains the operator recruitment tag, Provence is almost gone. Open it to see desire, because it has been a whole day today, and what is contained in these portfolios are all classifications of various operators, such as medical, guard, and special.

All enterprises and organizations in Terra know that it is impossible to recruit any good operators with this kind of tag alone. After all, there will never be a shortage of idlers who want to pretend to be fake. Therefore, this kind of tag Rhodes Island's unified processing method Yes, it is used to count the number of recruitments for your own operators.

"Oh...forget it."

After thinking about it for a while, looking at the new file tags that are constantly being printed out from the fax machine, and the automated robotic arm that has started to automatically load files, Provence sighed. He took the file bag in front of him, opened it, looked at it, and said:

"That's what I said. They are all types of operators. The only difference is a displacement tag. But Rhodes Island really doesn't need or lack operators who can force others to move."

Displacement tag, in the game, refers to those operators whose skills have a displacement effect, and in Terra, it actually has the same meaning, but in the actual combat of Terra, the displacement operator represents that it can form forced movement , to break the operator of the enemy camp.

Although the lowest score of this kind of operator should be four stars, but now Rhodes Island really does not lack this kind of operator, what is lacking is like Skadi and Shining, who can be equal to at least ten operators. high star rating.

When she saw this, Provence already wanted to put this file aside for review, but in line with the principle of competence, she chose to read the last tag obediently:

"Guards operator...heavy equipment operator...auxiliary operator...ah, this is the last one, cut, senior senior operators, why are they all a bunch of operator types, really...huh???"

Just when Provence was about to throw the file bag out, he stopped abruptly and realized something terrible.

"Wait a minute, did you see something wrong with the tag just now?"

Slowly taking out the last tag again, Provence picked up a single-sided glasses from the desk and put it on, then read the words on the tag one by one:

"Senior...level...senior...senior...officer...well..."

After reading just six words, Provence put the glasses back, and then shouted happily with the tag:

"Ah—! Got it! I finally have this tag!"

After yelling this sentence, Provence ran directly towards the door. This tag must be shown to the doctors. This will represent a new high-quality operator and will be a great help for Rhodes Island. !And it also means that I can leave work early, how can I not be excited? !

However, just as Provence ran out of the door and came to the corridor, he just turned his head and saw a figure walking towards him holding a stack of documents high enough to cover his face, a sudden passerby, Provence was so scared that he couldn't stop the car at all, so he could only shout in vain:

"Ah?! Get out of here!"

"Ugh?"

"Oh!"

There is no suspense, the one who appeared suddenly didn't respond to Provence's reminder at all, and was hit by Provence who couldn't stop the car, and then the two fell to the ground at the same time, the documents and tags in their hands looked like a goddess. Flowers were flying in the air, and one after another fell to the ground...

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"It hurts..."

Rubbing the painful part after being knocked down suddenly, Phoenix turned his head and looked at Provence who was lying on the side, his head buried by a pile of scattered documents, and he was a little speechless asked:

"That... are you okay?"

"Oh, that, thanks, I'm fine."

Hearing someone calling him, Provence turned his head and saw a Lupus girl who looked exactly like Penguin Logistics' Texas was sitting next to him, and then said a little embarrassedly:

"Yes... I'm sorry, I ran too fast, but I didn't see anyone. I'm Provence, are you okay?"

"Lone wolf. People are fine, but it's a little troublesome if the files are messed up."

"Uh...my fault."

Looking at the documents scattered all over the floor, Provence scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Shall I help you clean up?"

"Can you? After all, I saw you in a hurry just now."

"It's okay, it's just a recruitment tag, as long as it's handed over to the doctor later... just... just... hiss—what about my big and highly qualified tag???"

At this time, Provence realized that the recruitment tag he took out had disappeared, and it was probably mixed in the pile of documents on the ground. However, unlike the operator files, the recruitment tag has no special color, so I want to start from here Finding the only high-end tag among a pile of identical archive papers is quite a big project...

"How... what should I do?"

Looking at Provence who suddenly asked him a question, Phoenix replied a little speechlessly: