Sword and Magic and Taxi

For a construct that has infinite life and is more than 700 years away from the last repair, the concept of "soon" is different from ordinary people. Even if one person is processed in one minute, more than eight hundred will take more than 13 hours. Everyone needs to explain their request, the alliance will make a judgment, and then coordinate and deal with it, but it will not be fast.

"Don't worry, it will be soon." I don't know why Norton No.2 said so, Zhao Mai couldn't believe it with the one thousand and one ticket. But after a while, he discovered that the customer processing speed here is indeed very fast. The next one can be called in about ten seconds. Everyone almost filed into the office... Wait, no exit!

"The exit is not here. There are other doors inside. You see, it's the 600th. I'll see who is working today." Norton 2 flew over everyone's heads, and actually flew in through the stone gate. Workspace. When someone saw him jump in the line, he squeezed forward, but he was spotted by the face on the stone gate, and he immediately yelled at him: "Set!" All those who jumped in the line were frozen and stood motionless at the door. . They have to accept a ten-minute fixation penalty, and if they commit another crime, the fixation time will continue to extend.

The remaining energy of the magic waved over and was captured by Zhao Mai. He felt it carefully, that a spell of this intensity on the door would not have any effect on him. The security strength and the overall revealed that the combat effectiveness here is not high, and it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but it is really necessary to face the strong, not to mention Zhao Mai, even a few Z insect aliens can come here, and it can turn this place upside down. Even if it is not disturbing, he can easily pass through the gate and squeeze to the front.

‘Fortunately, my quality is better. Zhao Mai is still queuing in peace. When the number of the team reached more than seven hundred, Norton 2 came back from behind the stone gate, and the face on that gate still ignored it.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Star is at work today. I think your business 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 don't want to go to work for a long time, but Mr. Star is not like this. He is the deputy director of Department No. 3, a very serious guy, and has been working here for three hundred years. Because he is too familiar with work. He has seen too many things. He has become very cold-blooded and bad-tempered. He always wants to find a reason to call the guards to toss people. He is indeed knowledgeable, but very unenthusiastic, and everyone does not like him. But he He is not crazy, and there is no reason to replace him. It is difficult to deal with. Your Majesty Dragon King, when it is 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, the next one You won’t scream, you are still inside. Take your time and flatter him, and he can always speak with satisfaction. By the way, don’t say this is what I told you."

"One thousand and one!"

Zhao Mai stood up, everyone followed and walked in, and Norton 2 immediately began to disguise: arms down, eyes lax, and flying slowly and feebly. "I started acting stupid, don't forget to flatter him hard!"

If Zhao Mai was the kind of flatterer, he would not fire his boss to drive part-time. If the other party is smiling, or just plain serious, Zhao Mai can still do it as long as he doesn't deliberately put on airs and say a few good things. Listen to Norton's meaning, Mr. Star inside is probably not such a person.

"The faces are given to each other, no one is naturally noble than anyone." With this thought, Zhao Mai stepped across the long-faced Shimen. The face on the door gave Zhao Mai a slanted eye, and then immediately retracted his gaze, his lips trembling slightly. When Zhao Mai passed, Shimen closed, and the face above heaved a sigh of relief. Everyone is working here. This is just work and not life. The stone gate will also worry about life-threatening danger.

Behind the stone gate is a time-slow flow field, where it is stretched for one second, which is equivalent to extending the working time in disguise. No wonder everyone does not like working here, Zhao Mai fully understands their feelings! But if it is someone who can still love work in this situation, how abnormal it must be!

Mr. Star is a human being, tall, bald, with a fake right eye, and a scar almost splits the upper half of his skull. It is not known how he survived. He owns a long and narrow office with two doors: entrance and exit. His job is to look at the people coming in from the entrance and figure out how to get them out of 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 moisturize his throat, accurately placed the water glass back in place, and then adjusted the collar and tie of the white suit. The new "customer" came in, a hard-covered man, a pretty beautiful woman, a fool mechanical ball Norton flying in the air, and a little girl riding a dog at the end. Ok? What breed are this dog and little girl?

Mr. Star is looking at Zhao Mai and others, and Zhao Mai is also watching him. This small room abuses white. The walls, ceiling and floor are bright white, with overly heavy wooden tables and transparent plastic chairs, giving people a feeling of depression. The dazzling sunlight came in from the windows at the far end of the office, presenting an unnatural beam effect in the slow field of time.

The furnishings on the desk belonging to Mr. Star are very simple, a ticking alarm clock, a quill pen in an ink bottle, and a desk bell. Just hit this, and the outside calling system will call the next one, and the time belonging to Zhao Mai is over.

"One thousand and one, go ahead, I know you have a vocal organ."

Zhao Mai took a breath, swallowed you, and said directly: "Our world has discovered Nexus, he..."

"Understood, please buy Nexus alarm device, and use it when Nexus appears. Next one."

He slapped the desk bell with his palm but was blocked by an invisible psychic field, and couldn't press it down~www.NovelMTL.com~Mr. Star took a look at Zhao Mai, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he raised his arm suddenly, calling Take it down!

"I said, we found Nexus there. They are hidden in a kind of stone ball, which can shield all kinds of inspections." Zhao Mai watched Mr. Star keep slaps his palms on the psychic barrier, and then lost power. And back. "Are there any data on similar technologies in the Alliance of the Rings? Has any other world encountered similar things?"

"You only need to buy the Nexus siren, and press it when Nexus arrives. There are more than forty gold coins of fate, and sometimes there is a bounty for reporting." Mr. Star changed his method and pressed his hand. The desktop slowly stretched over, but it was still blocked by a barrier. "I warn you, you are interfering with the normal operation of the Ring Alliance!"

"Are you having any trouble? Do you want me to help you?" Zhao Mai pointed to the desktop bell, and then said: "Are you going to press this? I can press it for you, okay?"

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

Zhao Mai put his palm on the desk bell and pressed it down very slowly, pressing the thing directly into paper, and there was no sound. "Okay, I have finished pressing. Is there any bad temper and obsessive-compulsive disorder that needs to be solved? If not, please use professional ability to solve the problem for me.