Campfire Shelter

"It can indeed be combined with the little maid to make something like a so-called 'system'"

Colin's expression was strange. In that case, it seemed that he could recruit people by himself.

No, I almost forgot.

Although the office is said to belong to him, he does not have the authority to recruit people. He cannot even recruit company employees casually. He has to wait for the other party to agree to the "descend mission" or become his subordinate.

"However, if I take the initiative to pull people's authority, it may be opened up when I take another step forward."

"As a member of the Special Talent Plan, I should have greater authority than ordinary people."

"At that time, we can do it this way."

Colin leaned back and put his feet on the table, thinking leisurely.

It would be interesting if he could create his own "system" to organize some "chosen children" and so on.

Of course, this requires access to some permissions from the company.

One of the simplest ones is that he must be able to use company resources to issue tasks, otherwise it will be meaningless even if he brings people in.

Moreover, this small module may not be enough.

"Then again, once everything is done, it feels like setting up a branch."

Colin muttered, looked at the "information ball" on the table, and finally decided not to touch it for the time being.

Now, I can only make some small things of little significance.

It might be better to wait until there are more resources to use it in the future, but to save it for now.

Of course, it's a metaphor for keeping a hand, not a real one.

After having this idea, Colin put it back into the envelope, put it in the "storage room", and left the office.

A wisp of the aroma of food penetrated into the nostrils.

At the dinner table, the maid had already prepared four or five home-cooked dishes, and was also preparing a dish of stir-fried large intestine.

Colin was not in a hurry to eat.

"Upgrade the equipment first, and then start the 'Promotion Trial Preliminary Mission' to take a look."

Colin pursed his lips and opened his "storage room."

After a little decision, he repaired "Time Stasis".

Accompanied by a burst of "ding ding dong dong" special effects, tens of thousands of points evaporated, but Colin also got the result he wanted.

"It's not bad. The effect range of the time-stop is expanded from 30 meters to 100 meters, and it can be infinitely adjusted. In other words, in terms of size, I can control the diameter of the range myself, thereby reducing energy consumption."

"The time extends from 7 seconds to 9 seconds, which is considered a super enhancement."

"Correspondingly, some of my combos and usage ideas have to change. Two seconds is enough for me to perform another set of killing moves."

"The repair progress has reached 49 percent."

"Here, if you think about it, the complete state may have a range of twenty to thirty seconds, a thousand meters or even further?"

Colin held the time stop gold card between his fingers in his right hand and looked at it.

After repair, there is no obvious difference in appearance from before. It just shows that there have been some changes and the color is brighter.

"I don't know what the prop is made of. Based on its current strength, I'm afraid it's not an upper-level containment item, right?"

Colin grunted and combined the other two time cards.

Apart from anything else, how did the company contain a monster with the ability to reverse regional time, freeze time, and accelerate time and make it into a prop?

Or, is it not a containment object, but a "prop" modification of some other technological creation?

It seems that not everyone can contain "props".

Colin remembered that the base vehicle in his hand was a basic technological creation of some companies, which was then transformed with "props".

"You should know when you have the opportunity to 'liberate' it with props in the future."

After gathering his thoughts, Colin jumped out of bed, pushed open the ajar door with his bare feet, and saw that the little maid had prepared all the meals and was standing motionless by the table.

"Mr. Colin, dinner has been served." The little maid said expressionlessly.

"kindness."

As Colin sat down, he thought about what happened before and asked it: "What's the progress on your copy now?"

"The first generation of semi-finished products is almost completed, and subsequent template production will begin, and we are ready to continue to iterate on the next generation."

"Semi-finished product? What kind of thing?"

Colin asked curiously. A long time ago, he asked the official to provide the occasion, and then asked the little maid to split a large part out for non-urgent tasks and conduct self-made splits.

For more than half a month, there has been no feedback. Officials have always said "I don't understand, I really don't understand."

I thought there was no result at all.

Unexpectedly, the semi-finished product of the first generation has already been made?

"kindness."

The little maid nodded, then her body transformed into an irregular sphere with a diameter of about two meters, floating in mid-air, and made a voice: "That's about it. At present, it has no practical effect except for floating and completing the following instructions with a large delay." ."

"Is that so?"

Colin sighed: "What did the researchers at the manufacturing plant say?"

After the words fell, the little maid flew out a part of the "nano-intelligent machine" and produced a three-dimensional projection of the scene.

"Oh, dear, why did you do this? Is the bag floating? Where does the energy come from? There are no circuit components."

"It's not floating through magnetic levitation. Could it be anti-gravity? What kind of energy is used to float up? Also, where does this signal come from? It's just a shell. I don't see any corresponding configuration."

"Yes, isn't this just a steel shell made of alloy? I just returned a pile of scrap metal, so why is it starting to work with magical superpowers? That's not right, the abnormality index does not fluctuate."

"Well, it is indeed not an extraordinary means. I am an extraordinary person. If you have extraordinary power, I will know it by just touching it."

"'Ms. Silver', how do you do this?"

"I don't know, I just made it if I wanted to."

"I can't understand, I really can't understand."

"It's impossible. There's no reason. This goes against existing knowledge. Wait, it's such a smooth surface. Can you cut a piece of it for us to take a microscopic look at?"

"Can."

"."

Seeing the confused expressions on the faces of the on-site projection staff, Colin secretly clicked his tongue.

Although the little maid said that this thing had no effect, it still brought a little "nanotechnology" shock to the people on site.

Even though the little maid made it in front of them, she also used various instruments to observe it.

The final result is still incomprehensible.

In this process, the little maid first found a bunch of materials, mixed them, and then smelted them. At this point, everything seemed to be clear.

In people's eyes, the difficulty is not more difficult than 1+1.

But the next second, the little maid infiltrated herself into the metal that had not yet cooled down.

Everything becomes incomprehensible.

About two hours later.

The thing was finished inexplicably, which shocked everyone.

"Looking at it this way, it is indeed unlikely that the authorities will make any breakthroughs in the short term."

It can only be said that it is no wonder that there are many things that can make a bunch of shelters in the "Seventh Box Garden World" helpless.

Afterwards, after finishing dinner, Colin looked at what he was going to do next.

Apart from the next item trade and next Monday's "Advent Project", there seems to be nothing else going on.

"No, it doesn't seem to be okay."

Colin sat cross-legged on the bed, took a look at the parchment, and noticed that shortly after the injection of the third genetic compensator, a preliminary task about the "D-level promotion qualification task" appeared on the parchment.

After completing this, the "D-level promotion qualification trial" will begin.

"The first round of D-level promotion is a random mission, and the second round is a fixed Happy Farm. There is still little information about this farm."

Colin shook his head, and then hesitated a little whether to start the prerequisite task for promotion.

Once you accept it, there will be no leisure at all.

Because according to the "predecessors", the prerequisite tasks are to quickly complete ten general tasks with a slightly lower difficulty.

There are currently no fatalities in the mission, and the risk is not high.

The only difficulty is "speed".

Its time requirements are very tight, and even veteran employees may not be able to complete it on time.

Of course, this is only the situation for ordinary employees. When it comes to his own place, Colin estimates that not only "speed" may be required, but the difficulty may also increase.

After all, the company has great "flexibility" in arranging personal tasks.

"Oh, the question should be from 'Ms. Rabbit'."

Colin remembered the description of this existence in Rosen's handwriting.

Then, thinking of the possible disasters in the future, he let out a long sigh.

"It's a life of hard work."

After finishing his words, Colin pressed his thumb on the parchment and started this preliminary task.

[The task "Fifteen events within the specified time" has been issued. Please open the taskbar to view the details. 】

"Huh? Fifteen?"

Colin was startled, how come this was different from what the "predecessors" said from the beginning.

Didn’t we agree that there would only be ten rings?

Not a human being.

Colin cursed in his heart and opened the taskbar to check——

["Fifteen events within the specified time\