For a construct that has infinite life and has been more than 700 years since the last maintenance, the concept of "quick" is different from that of ordinary people. Even if one person is processed in one minute, more than 800 will take more than thirteen hours. Everyone needs to explain their request, the alliance makes a judgment, and then coordinates the processing, and it will not look fast.

"Don't worry, it's very fast." I don't know why Norton No. 2 said that, but Zhao Mai was holding the No. 1,001 ticket. But after a while, he found that the speed of handling customers here was indeed very fast, and he could call the next one in about ten seconds. Everyone almost entered the office in a row... Wait, I didn't see the exit!

"The exit is not here, there are other doors inside. Look, it has reached 600. I'll see who is working today." Norton 2 flew over the heads of everyone and flew into the office area through the stone gate. Someone saw him jumping in line and squeezed forward, but was discovered by the faces on the stone gate. He immediately scolded him: "Stay!" All the people who jumped in line were fixed, standing at the door without moving. They had to accept ten minutes of immobilization punishment, and if they committed again, the immobilization time would continue to be extended.

The remaining energy fluctuations of the magic floated over and were captured by Zhao Mai. He felt carefully that this intensity spell on the gate would not have any effect on him. The security power and overall display here were not very strong, and it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people. But if you really had to face the strong, let alone Zhao Mai, even a few Z insect aliens came, they could turn the mess here upside down. Even if they didn't make a fuss, he could easily pass through the gate and squeeze in front.

‘Fortunately, I have a high quality.’ Zhao Mai was still queuing with peace of mind. When the number of the team reached more than 700, Norton No. 2 came back from behind the stone gate, and the face on the door still ignored it.

"Unfortunately, it's Mr. Sta's work today. I guess your affairs are very difficult to deal with." Norton No. 2 said: "That's a guy with a very high level of work, and it's awful now."

Dogian thought the logic of the construct was weird and asked, "Is it not good to have a high level of work?"

"People here will not want to go to work after a long time, but Mr. Sta is not like this. He is the deputy director of Department No. 3, a very serious guy. He has worked here for three hundred years. Because he is too familiar with work and has seen too many things, he becomes very cold-blooded and has a bad temper. He always wants to find reasons to call the guards to mess with people. He is indeed knowledgeable, but he is very unenthusiastic, and everyone doesn't like him. But he is always not crazy, and there is no reason to replace him, which is difficult to deal with. His Majesty Dragon Emperor, when it's our turn, you must remember one thing: don't let him ring the bell on the table. As long as the bell doesn't ring, then the next one will not be called, and you are still in it. Take your time and flatter him more, and you can always speak with satisfaction. By the way, don't say that this is what I told you."

“No. 1,01!”

Zhao Mai stood up and everyone followed them in. Norton No. 2 immediately began to disguise: his arms were hanging down, his eyes were dissipated, and he flew slowly and weakly. "I started to pretend to be stupid, don't forget to flatter him hard!"

If Zhao Mai was the kind of person who likes to flatter him, he wouldn't have fired the boss and drove part-time. If the other party had a smile or was just ordinary and serious, as long as he didn't deliberately show off his bad face, Zhao Mai could still do it. But what Norton meant, Mr. Sta in it might not be like this.

"Faces are given to each other, and no one is more noble than those of us." With this idea, Zhao Mai stepped over the long-faced stone door. The face on the door looked at Zhao Mai with his eyes slanted, and then immediately withdrew his gaze, his lips trembling slightly. When Zhao Mai passed, the stone door closed, and the face above actually breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone is working here, this is just work, not the whole of life, and the stone gate will also worry about dangers that are enough to threaten life.

Behind the stone gate is a time-slow flow field, which is lengthened in one second, which is equivalent to extending the working time in disguise. No wonder everyone becomes disliked to work here. Zhao Mai fully understands their mood! But if someone who can still love work in this situation must be so perverted!

Mr. Sta is a human, tall, bald, and his right eye is fake. A scar almost split the upper half of his head, and he doesn't know how he survived. He has a long and narrow office with two doors: the entrance and the exit. His job is to look at the people coming in at the entrance and find ways to get them out of the exit.

"Well, No. 1,01, a good number." His voice was hoarse, which was not good. He took a sip of water to moisten his throat, put the water cup accurately back to its original position, and then put the collar and tie of the white suit. The new "customer" walked in, a man in hardcover, a pretty girl with a taste, flying in the air, a fool mechanical ball Norton, and at the end was a little girl riding a dog. Hum? What breed is this dog and the little girl?

Mr. Sta was looking at Zhao Mai and others, and Zhao Mai was also observing him. This small room abused white, with bright white walls, ceilings and floors, and was paired with an overly thick wooden table and transparent plastic backrest chair, giving people a feeling of depression. The bright sunlight shot in from the windows at the far end of the office, presenting an unnatural beam effect in the time slow field.

The furnishings on Mr. Sta's desk are very simple, with a ticking alarm clock, a quill pen inserted in an ink bottle, and a desktop bell. As long as you click this, the call system outside will call the next one, and the time that belongs to Zhao Mai will end.

"No. 1,01, say it, I know you have a vocal organ."

Zhao Mai took a breath, swallowed you well, and said directly: "Our world has discovered Nai Kuosi, he..."

"I understand, please buy the Naikusi alarm device. When Naikusi appears, it's fine. Next."

His palm slapped at the desktop bell but was blocked by an invisible layer of spiritual supernatural power field and could not be pressed. Mr. Sta glanced at Zhao Mai, raised his mouth slightly, and suddenly raised his arms high, and slapped with a scream!

"I said, we found Naikus there. They were hidden in a stone ball that could block various inspections." Zhao Mai watched Mr. Sta constantly slapped his palm on the barrier of the psychic power, and then returned without success. "Is there any information about similar technologies in the Alliance of the Rings? Has any other world encountered similar things?"

"You only need to buy a Naigus siren and press it when Naigus arrives. One more than 40 lucky gold coins, sometimes there is a bounty." Mr. Sta changed his method and slowly stretched over to the table, but was still blocked by the barrier. "I warn you, this is interfering with the normal operation of the Ring Alliance!"

"Are you in any trouble? Do you want me to help you?" Zhao Mai pointed to the bell on the desktop and said, "Do you want to click this? I can help you press it, okay?"

"Of course, you just need to press!"
Chapter completed!