Chapter 124: The End of the Main Text

Don Quixote, as usual, passed by the supervisor's office. It wasn't time for work yet, and the door to the supervisor's office was open.

The blonde girl, humming a song, glanced around unconsciously and spotted a familiar figure inside the door.

The girl who had already walked past turned back, peered through the door, and observed the people inside.

There was no other reason than that she had been scolded by Angela many times for being clumsy. In Don Quixote's mind, Miss Angela was already considered the second-in-command of the Color Master, someone with direct authority over her.

A small golden mushroom crept furtively by the doorway, completely absorbed in its observation, forgetting to look behind it.

Not inside the door, Angela, who was standing behind Don Quixote, was staring at the number one troublemaker with a death stare.

Well, in a certain situation, it's really embarrassing that her eyes don't change color as a robot, otherwise she would have to perform a one-second red-eye transformation.

"Miss Don Quixote, what are you doing at the door?" A familiar voice came from behind, it sounded really familiar, a strange kind of familiarity.

Don Quixote waved her hand, thinking it was a colleague. After the voice swirled in her mind a few times, she finally remembered who it belonged to.

"Israel...!" Before Don Quixote could finish uttering the name, his head turned around, only to find that he did not see the orange-haired woman with freckles that he had expected.

Instead, it was her secretary, who was facing her with an unfriendly expression.

Ishmael was standing beside her, and it looked like he had just gone somewhere with the secretary and had just been brought back by her.

It's...it's...it's all over!

Although Don Quixote hadn't done anything all day, for some reason, she felt a strange sense of guilt.

This might be what Honglu had mentioned before—a conditioned reflex. Once her thoughts wandered off, she couldn't bring them back. The blonde girl couldn't help but admire herself; she could actually let her mind wander at a time like this.

Angela looked at the blonde girl who looked terrified and then started to drift off into a daze, and wanted to facepalm. What was this?

Do employees follow their supervisors?

In short, Don Quixote achieved a no-damage speedrun against the gatekeeper boss Angela and successfully entered the supervisor's office.

"Oh! Ms. Otis, you've come too!"

Sure enough, she wasn't mistaken; the familiar figure was none other than Sinner Number Twelve, Otis, wearing an LCB uniform.

At this moment, the older woman with dark skin had a rather unpleasant expression. Unlike her unambitious colleagues, the veteran of the smoke war, Otis, was somewhat anxious about her status.

Damn it! Otis arrived too late!

The supervisor had no idea what his number twelfth sinner was thinking, as he was flipping through the pages trying to figure out what kind of ego to give the two of them.

As a result, the timeline began to converge, and Otis was assigned a long spear with an extremely long range and the ability to distinguish friend from foe. This spear was the EGO of the HE-class Abnormality, the Magic Bullet Shooter, named "Magic Bullet".

She also received matching ego armor.

As for Ishmael, she was dressed in a brightly colored outfit. At this point, Ishmael had not yet seen the true form of the anomaly, so she was quite used to it.

However, what she had previously possessed was only the activated version of the same name, which was far less stable than this standard armor produced by Lobotomy Corporation.

Until... she saw the source of her ego, that lump of "Santa Claus," yes, a lump. Whether it was Santa Claus, a gift, or even the most lifelike "reindeer," in Ishmael's eyes it was all a lump of unknown flesh and blood.

He fled, moving slowly and steadily down the corridor. Ishmael watched this strange being, and her head began to throb uncontrollably. She wanted to raise her weapon, but was stopped by the voice in her earpiece.

"Your weapon is too inefficient."

"Having a human head, there's no need for the ticking clock anymore," the administrator said. The next moment, a figure darted past her.

It was Ryoshu. She swung her greatsword, the Justice Arbiter, straight at the mass of flesh and blood. In just a few blows, the HE-level anomaly died.

Ishmael's head, which had been throbbing with pain, stopped hurting, and everything returned to normal. Ryoshu left quickly and was then assigned to work on other anomalies.

While waiting, she overheard the employees chatting.

They showed absolutely no sense of urgency that their lives were threatened; they were all incredibly relaxed. Could it be that she was the one who was abnormal?

Just as the few reliable people on the bus were wondering if they were doing something wrong, the employees were also secretly observing her.

The employees all knew that Ishmael was special. She didn't get into the company through normal channels. She was brought back by her supervisor and then led to the department head by the secretary. She was a "connected person".

But... why does she seem to be less comfortable than they are?

However, during this period, the abnormal entities are relatively well-behaved; it won't be long before they are completely under your control.

As a result, during what could be considered the safest time, the employees belonging to the intelligence department heard their supervisor gasp.

"That's it," was the consensus among the veteran employees. Sure enough, the lights in the intelligence department suddenly dimmed, and accompanied by the clicking of machinery, a beam of light abruptly shone on a "lucky employee."

X originally intended to assign "CENSORED" work to his employees, but the long hours of overtime made his hands less obedient.

Accidental touch is an unavoidable part of human existence, and now an unlucky guy is going to help his supervisor experience it.

Unfortunately, it was an employee who was chosen. Watching the employee, whose face was beaming with joy, walk step by step toward the "CENSORED" containment chamber, the supervisor chose to cut his losses and pressed the "start the day anew" button.

*

Ten hours later, Lobotomy Corporation announced the end of the workday, and the long-awaited group of criminals from the bus all gathered together.

The two new employees sat together looking pale and listless, even when Heathcliff accidentally stepped on Ishmael's foot as he passed by.

If they continued in their usual way, they would most likely end up fighting, and if one of them went too far, one of them might just die.

But today she truly experienced what it meant to be physically and mentally exhausted. The orange-haired woman sighed and silently withdrew her foot.

The foot that was pulled back was too far in and accidentally bumped into the magic bullet that Otis had placed against the table. The slender gun barrel lost its balance and fell over under the influence of gravity.

Otis reached out to take it, but Ishmael's long, curly hair was so fluffy that it blocked her view and prevented her from reaching for it.

As a result, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the previously noisy rest area.

The noise stopped, and then a chorus of curses rose and fell.

Otis sat on the corner of the table, and the magic bullet misfired at a very clever angle.

He used his extremely long trajectory to perfectly achieve the feat of accidentally injuring a large number of innocent employees, without hitting a single sinner.

"Wow~ Ms. Otis is a very accurate shot!" Honglu said with a laugh, not wanting to miss out on the fun.

“Mr. Honglu, please say less,” Sinclair tried to shut up the mysterious young master of H Nest.

"Mianyi." Liangxiu's tone carried a hint of appreciation.

"Miss Ryoshu means that it can barely be considered art."

Just as a disturbance broke out in most of the rest area, with employees who had been accidentally injured covering their wounds and others cursing, the situation escalated.

The supervisor, who hadn't left the monitoring room yet, was taking stock of the company's current energy reserves with his secretary.

“I saw another version of you.” X didn’t stop what he was doing, speaking naturally, as calmly as if he were talking about the weather.

Angela was taken aback, but the AI, whose body data was derived from Carmen, maintained its smile: "Did you see 'me' outside the company?"

"Hmm... I guess I'm still at the company."

That library... was actually Lobotomy Corporation, just upside down. He had seen this structure before, on the fiftieth day.

Guided by "self," the inverted Kabbalah tree was turned upside down for the emission of the Seed of Light, and that is what the library looks like.

"I think there should only be one Angela in the company, right?"

"It's Angela from another world, the one from that world who met her end."

The secretary's smile vanished, and she looked at X with the same golden eyes as the man who was organizing documents and had his back to her.

What...are you trying to say?

Even though Angela has lived through countless years, she can still be considered naive and innocent. According to her actual age and Company A's standards, she is only ten years old.

A ten-year-old girl wanted to save her creator, and she succeeded, but... she couldn't be sure what her other self would say to X, especially since Angela had lost A.

Will he cling to that script that has trapped everyone again? Will he... merge into the light once more... only to have all his efforts go to waste?

Or is it all just wishful thinking on my part?

X was completely unaware of Angela's complex thoughts; he only wondered if his own Angela would think the same way about the curator.

To become a real person?

X, who is considering whether to repeat the Seed of Light to turn her daughter into a human, doesn't know.

Angela, who was behind him, was already considering whether to harm him. As long as X lost this memory, he wouldn't...

"...Angela? Are you listening, Angela?"

X had finished his work and was just asking Angela if she wanted to be human, but the child froze as if she had crashed.

Oh no, could it be that he caught her habit of daydreaming?!

The secretary's lips curled into a smile again. She had already made up her mind; as long as X didn't act immediately, she would…

"Huh? Are you asking me if I want to become human?" Angela, who was about to become the biggest villain in the Seed of Light Project, asked uncertainly.

Her auditory processor seems to have malfunctioned, and she's experiencing auditory hallucinations.

But X nodded and took out his preparations.

All the particles in the clock have been lit up. His recent overtime work, pushing his employees and himself to the limit, has brought in enough energy to support the launch once again.

And... a woman named Carmen who was frantically agreeing in his mind.

To be honest, Ms. Carmen's excessive excitement made his "ears" hurt a little.

“You used the remaining light to revive the ministers, so what about you?” X asked again.

Angela asked, "Are you planning to go back to the city?"

"Yes, we don't belong to this world."

Whether it's Lobotomy Corporation, or The Golden Bough and the Sinner, not to mention those unlucky souls with mutated superpowers.

Moreover... he has to make up for the part that was missing before.

*

In the L-nest, a familiar light reappeared, but this warm light was extremely brief, flickering for only half a day before going out.

Nothing more than this: in the ruins of L Nest, Company A, whose new tuner Jenna had been waiting there for a long time, announced that she was coming to punish the inhuman intelligent entity.

Jenna's senior colleague, Binah, the head of the R&D department, warmly received her.

Jenna originally wanted to hear what this senior who had been missing for ten years had to say, but she was choked by one sentence from her.

“Tuner,” she said slowly, as if teasing a child, “our Lobotomy Corporation has always acted in accordance with the rules and regulations of Company A.”

"As for—non-human intelligent entities," she even took a sip of tea before continuing, "from the anomalies to the employees, and then to the higher-ups, we are all human."

"Then how do you explain Angela?"

Binah smiled as if waiting for her to ask the question: "Of course, she's human too."

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Author's note: It's finished. I personally think this is the best ending. The supervisor is still alive, and Anbao can become a human again [kiss].

Next up is the bonus chapter! [kiss][kiss]

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