144 I Am Kind (800 Monthly Votes Plus More Updates)
Tang Hao hoped that the surrounding environment could be cleaner, but Kato Megumi and Yukino felt that the surrounding mess was too messy to deal with.
It has been three days since they entered Musashino Animation Production Company. With the fake evidence created by Kaguya and the permission of the president...an old man who looked like a retired man, the two finally worked as interns. Their identities ushered in their workplace life, and their positions were assistants in animation production.
The production manager, also known as the production manager, is responsible for checking the progress of specific work such as original paintings, animations, and backgrounds, and planning, controlling, and supervising the allocation of production projects and staff. Generally speaking, he is a manager, but because I have to endure pressure from all aspects, such as the artist delaying the draft, the supervisor being lazy, the painting crashing, the audio errors and a series of other problems, so it is also the most tiring.
Their target group member Miyamori Aoi this time is the production manager, and as Miyamori Aoi's assistants, they are basically equivalent to handymen.
This is natural. Although the fake certificate created by Kaguya is very good, the two of them are still young after all. No matter how unorganized the company is, they will not let them take charge of important work right away. They will first familiarize themselves with the work process next to Miyamori Aoi. It is also a promotion of experience.
However, just getting familiar with the process made the two of them almost exhausted.
The most annoying thing is to press for the draft. The animation side is waiting for the request, but the artist over there has not finished the painting well. They come to urge the other party, but they cannot force the other party to submit the draft with a knife. Instead, they have to nod and bend down and politely say good things to the artist. If you're an artist with a good temper, that's fine. You can only stay up late with him and get angry. If you're an artist with a bad temper, the more urgent you push him, the angrier he will be, and then he'll draw slower, and then the animation side will push him too hard. The tighter it is, the result is that it is sandwiched between the two ends, like a doormat, and it is not human inside or outside.
The only good thing is that they haven't met a painter with a bad temper yet.
Except for a few individuals, everyone is very responsible for their own work and will give them guidance from time to time.
However, many times, problems in the work process are often not because of everyone, but because of those so-called individuals, such as the bastard named Taro in the company, who failed to ask the painter to submit the draft in time, making them busy until four in the morning. Miyamori Aoi wanted to squeeze him to death.
One time they saw Miyamori Aoi playing with two dolls in the studio, mumbling as if she was very smart.
Did you see that people have to rely on fine points to relieve work stress?
If they continue like this, the two of them may have to become more sophisticated.
"Making animation...so tiring..."
"Yeah, I'm exhausted..."
Lunch break was a rare free time, but the two of them didn't have much time to rest. They cuddled together and wanted to sleep. In the past three days, they had not had a complete sleep, and their previous regular schedule had long since disappeared.
In the past, they had no idea that the animation, which can be watched in twenty-four minutes per episode, was so hard to produce. It was simply not the work of humans!
"Mei, Yukino..." Just after a moment of respite, Miyamori Aoi's voice floated in. The two looked up and saw the other person pressing a hand on the wall, panting, "Come to work. The time limit is only three hours.”
"yes!"
The two of them got up immediately. Although they were tired, they still had to work.
After the two of them followed Aoi Miyamori out of the studio, several people who had lowered their heads to work raised their heads.
"Do you know how these two newcomers are doing?"
"It's not very good. Even though I work hard, I can't keep up with the work progress."
"I have too little experience. After all, I am just a child who has just stepped out of school."
"But I heard from Miao Sen that they are very enthusiastic about their work."
"Passion... Now is no longer the era where love can generate electricity. Passion alone is useless."
"But at least there is still enthusiasm. People without enthusiasm will not be able to work in this industry long ago."
"That's right..."
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"Kirito, Asuna, what kind of job transfer are you planning to accept?"
In Aincrad, the program for changing elves' classes has finally been developed by Kayaba Akihiko. At present, in the entire game world...or rather, in their game world, only Kirito and Asuna have reached the level suitable for class change. Level 40.
"Are there any different job transfers?" Asuna asked curiously.
"Of course, the power of elves is the power of attributes. Now there are eight elven professions of light, darkness, water, fire, earth, wind, metal, and wood. They can exert different powers according to different attributes, but they cannot obtain many Attributes. Of course, at this stage, the suitability of any attribute is the same. Which one you choose depends on your own preferences."
"So, what are the pros and cons of various attributes?" Kirito asked.
Kayaba Akihiko shook his head, "The attributes are all equally powerful, and there is no distinction between advantages and disadvantages. If you really want to say it, light is suitable for dispersion and purification, darkness is suitable for explosion, and fire is more inclined to attack..."
"Then I choose the light attribute." After listening to Kayaba Akihiko's brief description, Asuna said immediately. The enemies on the other side of the Great Tomb of Nazarick are mostly dark creatures. Although Tang Hao said that the opponent also has light-attribute resistance equipment, in any case, light defeating darkness is an eternal truth.
Kirito said: "Then I choose fire."
"Okay." Regarding the choice between the two of them, Kayaba Akihiko didn't say much and just said, "Then get ready. Once you accept the job transfer task, you will be immediately transported to the job transfer training ground, and the job transfer The condition is...defeat a level 40 attribute boss."
"Eh?!"
The two of them were stunned for a moment. The level 40 boss... a duel?
Are you kidding me? That will kill you!
Kayaba Akihiko seemed very calm, "Is it weird? The danger is proportional to the benefit. This is the design concept of this game. Even if I want to make the design simpler, I can't violate the original intention of the game. But don't worry, as your When the blood volume drops to 1%, it will be forcibly returned. There is no need to worry about dying during job transfer, and there will be no limit on the number of times. If you fail, you can keep challenging."
After saying that, Kayaba Akihiko left. The Elf class transfer had been completed. Next, he had to work hard to develop the God class transfer, but he didn't have time to teach two children how to defeat a level 40 boss.
On the same spot, Kirito and Asuna looked at each other.
Level 40 bosses, they are not Tang Hao. They don’t have the magical skill of Shura Yishang to kill instantly. Can they really beat them?
"How about asking the president for advice on how to practice One-Sword Shura?"
"Forget it, he needs to unlock the limiter, we can't learn that."
"That's right, eh, we can only rely on our own efforts."
"Come on, it's just a level 40 boss..."
Yes, it was just a level 40 boss, so five minutes later, the two of them were teleported back to the original place, with a health level of 1%... They were just level 40 players.
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Chug tug tug... tug tug tug...
At 11:30 p.m., it was supposed to be time to rest and sleep, but in a dark alley in Academy City, a gun battle took place. The two sides of the battle... one side was a heavily armed special forces force, numbering nearly a hundred, and the other side Then there are young and lovely maidens, four in number.
"I told you a long time ago that bullets are useless to me." Junqi Dafa used his palm to catch the bullet fired from the machine gun on the opposite side, then quickly rushed forward, grabbed the opponent's neck, and made a click , twisted and broken.
Then, she walked to the side of the road, raised the parked car with one hand, and threw it at the crowd on the opposite side.
boom! !
An explosion sounded, and fire came from another alleyway. Flanda threw the puppet bomb with a smile. Amidst the successive explosions, severed limbs flew everywhere, it was simply a one-sided massacre.
At the other two intersections, there were Misaka Mikoto and Mugino Shinri blocking the way. This ANBU had completely become a turtle in a jar.
"It seems like there's a big fuss." Tang Hao stood at the main intersection, looking at the fighting happening nearby, and muttered to himself.
According to the information provided by Shokuhou Misaki, a director was unwilling to have his experiment hindered and organized an undercover team, intending to steal the information on the clones that had been sealed in the institute and conduct new research. Therefore, before they took action, Tang Hao led his people to block the attack first.
Originally, Tang Hao had no intention of letting Misaka Mikoto take action. After all, he had enough power in his hands, but after the other party got the news, he also followed him. With the reason of "this is my matter, how can I ignore it", Tang Hao couldn't. reject.
For now, the guy who faces Misaka Mikoto is undoubtedly the luckiest, because she doesn't kill people, at most she stuns the enemy, and she is targeted by the three favorites of Mugino Shenri, Frenda and Kinuhata. It's going to be miserable if you get there, you'll either die or be injured, and whether you survive depends on luck.
"Don't kill the leader, I still want to ask for some information..."
Tang Hao muttered, seeing the fighting in the alley gradually weakening, he immediately stretched out his right hand.
Next to him, Takitsubo handed over the loudspeaker that had been prepared. Her ability was not suitable for fighting, so she stayed with Tang Hao for the time being.
Tang Hao took the trumpet, tried the sound, and then shouted loudly: "People on the other side, listen, you have been surrounded by four... no, six of us. Those who want to survive must surrender obediently. I can read it to you." For the sake of the main culprit, I will let you live... just scream when you hear it."
Ten seconds later.
After thinking about it, Takitsubo raised his head and reminded: "Boss, they didn't say anything."
"Nonsense, even if they chirp from such a distance, I can't hear them."
"Then your last sentence seems redundant."
"But they can choose to surrender."
"Well... Kinuhata may accept their surrender, but Mugino and Flanda...especially Flanda, she is very willful, and you seemed to have said before the war that it doesn't matter whether you live or die..."
"Fuck, let's get there quickly!"
Tang Hao slapped his thigh and ran to the opposite side. It would be terrible if those guys really killed the leader.
By the time Tang Hao arrived, the battle was coming to an end. Flanda ran over to take credit with a smile, "Boss, according to your instructions, I killed all the enemies without leaving a single person alive!"
Tang Hao looked over there and saw that the flames of the explosion had not been extinguished yet, and some bodies were still burning. He suddenly twitched the corners of his eyes and pinched Flanda's face hard.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts...let it go, my face..."
"No matter how much you yell, there won't be many people left alive. If you continue like this, you will be cut in half sooner or later, and no one can save you!"
Looking at the messy battlefield in front of him, Tang Hao once again felt that compared with these inhumane guys in front of him, he was really... so kind!
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