Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 194 Unconventional Methods

In the conference room on the second floor, an elderly scholar who had done some research on bronze wares was heartbroken at the broken bronze sword hilt.

"Do evil, do evil!"

The heartache in the scholar's eyes was almost overflowing, and his eyes drifted to the black-haired young man on the other side of the meeting room. He couldn't say a word of scolding, so he could only think about how to restore this ancient relic in his heart.

Zhang Yeran: "Do you think you should explain something to me?"

He touched his head, feeling that he was the only one kept in the dark throughout the whole process.

Why is Baisu not affected, why is Baisu sitting in this conference room... How many episodes did he miss?

Zhang Ye was puzzled, Tang Nuo, who was typing with a notebook in his arms, took the time to raise his head, "Have you not checked your mailbox recently?"

Zhang Yeran shook his head: "It's too troublesome to deal with that buyer. I've been spinning around for half a month, and I didn't read any urgent emails."

Tang Nuo calculated the time, and it seemed that he missed the whole process.

Under the gesture of his colleagues, Zhang Yeran, who finally let go of the bronze sword hilt, went to his mailbox and cleaned up the accumulated mail.

So, he also saw a notification email in his department, the sender was still his superior, talking about personnel changes.

"Huh?" The man made a surprised voice, "This kid??"

The email generally stated the names and general abilities of the new recruits.

Tang Nuo pinched the bridge of his nose: "I asked you to send back the bronze hilt for a test... Now it proves that the experiment was a success."

It was originally planned that Zhang Yeran would send the bronze hilt to the basement floor, and let Bai Li, who was brought here temporarily, go down to deal with it.

Instead of being like this now, because Baisu ran into him on the first floor because he didn't notify in time, the bronze sword hilt in the box flew out of its own accord and fell into Baisu's hand.

Although the results were the same, the entire process of the latter must have been checked... Tang Nuo, who was typing, sighed.

"So..." Zhang Yeran had a hard time understanding, "He wasn't affected, he wasn't bewitched?"

Then the man patted the table: "Then why is he opening the box! It scared me to death!"

"Uh..." Tang Nuo hesitated for a moment. He flipped forward and flipped through the words he had just typed, "Because I'm curious about what can fly, so I opened it to take a look?"

To put it simply, Baisu didn't hear any sound and opened the box purely out of curiosity.

As for not communicating with Zhang Yeran, Baisu replied that the person was very excited, and would rush forward if he disagreed with him, and was almost thrown at him.

Zhang Yeran: "Then this broken hilt...?"

Tang Nuo: "It's just that the spirit is not affected, and it seems that the influence on strength is still there." So, if one accidentally crushed it with force.

Is it really?Zhang Yeran wondered suspiciously, why didn't so many people who were bewitched before crush the bronze sword hilt?

And pinching is also pinching the hilt, right?There is still such a short blade in the lower half, why is it also broken together?
Full of doubts, the humans turned suspicious eyes to the other corner of the meeting room.

There are a total of four corners in the meeting room, and people sit in three directions.

On one side is a scholar worried about the broken bronze sword hilt, on the other side are two men exchanging information, and on the last side is a man and a woman who you said I learned from.

"Here, there are probably these sections in the forum... You can use this app for tasks. Your account is this, and the default password is xxxxxx. Remember to change it later."

"Ah."

"Then click on the application side and you will enter the pending list. The responsible colleagues are on standby 24 hours a day. If you are quick, you can reply in five to 10 minutes. If you are slow, you will be able to reply in half an hour..."

"Oh."

"Also, this is the work manual of the bureau. Can I send you the personnel system and contact information? Considering that you don't need to clock in for work, you only need to read a small part."

The short-haired woman and the black-haired young man sat together and discussed some matters with him.

Until now, humans still have no sense of reality.

Does he want another colleague?

Zhang Yeran looked dazed, feeling that something was wrong.

The human gaze skipped over the slender fingers of the black-haired young man, then to the weak forearm, and finally to the shoulders that were a little thinner compared to the men who exercised.

No matter how you look at it, it is not possible to commit violent acts.

And... no wounds.

The palms exposed by the black-haired young man from time to time pinching the paper are smooth and there is no cut, no matter how blunt the bronze sword is, it is impossible not to cut his hands, right?

You can't just rely on two fingers... The human being imagined the scene and the strength needed, and shivered unconsciously.

Baisu, who was constantly being watched by humans, of course noticed the gaze from the side, but he didn't pay attention, listening to the nagging of the human female.

After listening for a while, Baisu fiddled with the app interface in his hand.

After a while, he hiccupped.

This movement was quite obvious in the conference room where only short-haired women were speaking.

Chen Zi: "What did you eat?"

Baisu: "Cakes from the cafe, and matcha-flavored biscuits."

Does the cafe provide matcha biscuits?Tang Nuo at the side thought about it, but he didn't remember it.

Baisu hiccupped again.

"Hi... where did you just say?" Baisu covered her mouth, "When you ask the hilt to react, it keeps buzzing and glowing red, and the strength to escape is also very..."

Halfway through the conversation, Baisu's cell phone rang.

He gestured to wait a moment, looked down, and saw the familiar caller ID—Xiao Jiang, a community worker.

To answer the phone, I walked outside the door. The sound insulation effect of the conference room wall is good, but I can still hear a little bit.

"Huh? It's still at the door... Don't worry... Someone is taking paint??... Whatever... I don't have any memory of the name you said... Let them stay, if it's convenient, help stop... Wash the paint... trouble."

Even if some words are missing, the fact that Baisu is in trouble can be pieced together.

So when Baisu returned to the conference room, the atmosphere changed. He received several gazes, even the sad scholar.

Baisu:?
Zhang Yeran, who had always been suspicious of him, came over and patted him on the shoulder twice. Of course, Baisu avoided it, and the former didn't care.

The human said euphemistically: "Hey, I heard you calling. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to you...In our department, we can actually do something convenient."

Baisu let out a short nasal sound to express his doubts.

What are humans talking about?
The human teaching is still going on, and the five-year-old and three-thick male whispered: "In order to ensure the mental health of the team members, unconventional methods can be used under certain circumstances."

Zhang Yeran made a gesture of clenching.

"Although you are not an official employee of our bureau, we will work together in the future, and in order to thank you for helping to dispose of the bronze sword handle and some misunderstandings I have made about you, I will help you drive people away and remove the paint on the door— —”

Human beings spoke in one breath without even typing a punctuation mark.

On the one hand, he was shocked by the lung capacity of human beings, and on the other hand, Baisu refused.

"No, I think I can handle it."

(End of this chapter)