Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 1217 You guys are so heartwarming!

The penguin was bored and was solving a Rubik's Cube with his left hand, spinning a pen with his right hand, and unlocking the digital lock that appeared on the screen with his eyes. He could not neglect the training of his physical abilities even during working hours.

It's not that he had nothing to do, but as a small official employee, he couldn't participate in some of the major events that followed, such as the promotion of joint products, the testing of co-branded products, and of course, tax issues.

But he can't be said to be completely idle, he still has a lot of work to do, such as sorting out the mess of preset stories in the past, which is a big box.

It is a treasure chest full of childishness, where you can collect all your favorite things. Penguin also has something like this, which contains all kinds of games and posters. Even if he opens it now, he will have a lot of fun.

But the problem is that this is a treasure chest for seven people, seven lonely, introverted, even a little mentally twisted kids, who are still huddled in their own corners after they are over 20 years old. It is already a great progress for them to share a treasure chest, and it is a luxury to expect them to like something normal.

This treasure chest was given to him as a formal joining gift, and he was very touched. It was like a group of little kids taking out their favorite things. But he soon discovered that this was actually a big bomb.

This group of dead kids have slowly walked out of their corner, and their whispers and gloom in the corner have remained in this treasure chest, and hidden in the bigger treasure chest they created that welcomes more people.

And he was the one called in to sort it out and do the bomb defusing.

The bomb alone would have been fine, the penguin placed the restored Rubik's Cube on the table and covered his face with his hands in pain.

There was a little devil among the seven children. She didn't set off bombs, but cockroaches and snakes just to scare people.

"Ugh!"

Penguin sighed heavily, pulled the treasure chest out from under the table with the determination to die, and sat on the ground to organize it.

If it were a hundred years ago, each of these people would be a typical case of savant syndrome, with cognitive impairments, but in some areas, such as art or academics, they have extraordinary abilities.

But as it stands now, they are true geniuses, with no cognitive impairment, only social phobia and inner darkness.

"this is?"

Penguin dug out a dozen hand-drawn drawings from the corner, which contained very delicate mechanical designs.

This is the work of the boss, who is a mechanical geek among the geniuses. It is said that the original server and the core of today's server cluster were made by him.

The boss is a genius that Penguin still respects to this day, not only because he is the oldest, but most importantly, in the early days of [G] Company, it was the boss who worked various part-time jobs and developed outstanding inventions such as medical prostheses to make a living.

Even now, other geniuses may be sleeping in their rooms, but the boss must have been dragged to a research institute for a meeting.

But... the various dark and heavy things in the hand-drawn pictures made Penguin's filter for the boss a little broken. Look at the drawing time in the corner. That's right, it was when the geniuses' brains were not so good.

"Wow...if something like this is also made into it, I wonder what will happen."

Penguin sighed as he flipped through the pages. The thing that looked like a mechanical evil god made his scalp tingle.

Fortunately, when the boss was struggling for a living, he woke up first and came out of the corner, so most of them were scrapped, and the ones that were not abandoned included perfect NPCs like [Codename: Chiron].

Speaking of Chiron, the penguins are itching to have a fight with him.

Chiron was almost entirely designed by the boss. During the Age of Gods, he logged into his account and imitated the gods' dreams to place the design drawings in the designer's dreams.

"That's great." Penguin sighed enviously. At this time, he heard footsteps behind him. Judging from the heavy sound of the heels, it was undoubtedly the fake Gothic of Kitchenware. As for why it was a fake Gothic, he didn't think it was appropriate for Kitchenware to dress like this at his age.

"I'm resting now."

For the boss, resting means being idle and getting paid, but Penguin has to say it. Because geniuses respect rest time, and if they say they are working seriously, they will seriously carry out the exclusive right of harassment for their superiors - making trouble.

But this trick didn't seem to work on the kitchen utensils. She sat down on the penguin's chair and her eyes swept over the design drawings that the penguin had turned out.

"Hey, isn't this the boss's design?"

Penguin sighed silently, he was too close to the kitchen workstation and was often harassed in various ways, including but not limited to sudden attacks to test his reaction speed.

I'm afraid this break will be passed by the noise of kitchen utensils.

The penguin was prepared, but what was more terrifying than the noise of the kitchen utensils was that they became uncharacteristically quiet. Even scarier still was the sound of dripping water.

So the scene brought back emotions, and you shed tears when you recalled how your boss worked tirelessly running around to support their entire group?
No, they are not such conscientious people.

"No way?"

The penguin turned his head stiffly, his eyes widened, his pupils trembling and his face sweating madly, his eye shadow was smudged, turning into two lines of blood and tears.

"No way! Did they go in? Isn't there an abandoned sign on it?"

"Well, the computing power allocated at that time was not enough, so we had to give up some designs." The kitchenware showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and his lips trembled constantly. "The boss cut off his favorite design on the grounds that it did not match the style of the main stage of the story and made way for our design. So, we thought..."

"You put this thing in there to give him a surprise!?"

Cookware nodded vigorously and shoved the design into Penguin's hands.

"Is he being humble? He thinks this design is sick!" The Penguins were all numb. These geniuses even had such unique ways of repaying their gratitude.

In any case, it would have been a great surprise and very romantic.

But looking at it now, it is no less than a terrorist who was about to carry out a suicide bombing turning over a new leaf and keeping the design drawings of the suicide vest. In order to give the terrorist a surprise, the other companions completed the suicide vest and gave it away as a birthday present.

The most terrifying thing is that after all the terrorists turned over a new leaf, they suddenly remembered that they had been wearing the suicide vests for a long time.

"May I ask to what extent you have achieved this?"

"All, all of it has been done."

The penguin opened his mouth wide, and the design drawings in his hand fell to the ground one by one. The extremely thin paper overlapped layer by layer to outline an extremely twisted and terrifying mechanical behemoth.

No, it might be better to describe it as a mechanical giant.

(End of this chapter)