Chapter 536 You Still Want Me to Work Overtime?

In the next few days, Hong Tu rarely felt at ease.

During the day, he worked diligently typing (?) code in a game company, trying to pretend to be a harmless coder, and getting along well with his colleagues.

In the evening, I would occasionally go out for night walks, drink with the monsters, and hold banquets.

The days passed quite leisurely.

This also reassured Mami, who had been on tenterhooks recently, and felt that Hongtu might not be planning to cause trouble recently.

And Kirino, who knew where and what Hong Tu was working, said: "..." Asami is still too young.

In fact, there is no need for Hong Tu to cause trouble, because the earth will not have much comfort in a period when monsters are frequent.

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"... Yusaku Himuro, a pitcher who joined the New York Cavaliers of the American Baseball League, suddenly returned to the island country, won fifteen games, and was known as Himuro the Magician. He also enjoyed the reputation of the Rookie King, but from this year... …”

The latest news was broadcast on the TV, and the content was about a baseball player who had returned to the country.

Of course, Hong Tu didn't know this guy, but one of his colleagues who couldn't help it was an otaku who loved baseball.

"Hinemuro is not doing well this year," this otaku colleague who is a bit out of shape said with a pity look on his face, "It seems that after the previous mistake, he has collapsed. He finally made it to the American League. If he fails at this time , it’s such a pity.”

Other colleagues who knew a little bit nodded sadly.

Hong Tu, who knew nothing about it, did not interrupt the topic. Instead, he stood at the window and looked up at the sky, as if he was looking at something interesting.

"Hong? What are you looking at?" Others were attracted by Hong Tu's movements. One person walked to Hong Tu's side and looked for his sight. Except for the occasional clouds floating in the sky, there was nothing. See.

Hong Tu withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just saw an interesting bug."

"Insects?" The expression of the colleague next to him suddenly became strange, "What's so good about bugs?" Moreover, most people would stare at bugs without any problem.

Hong Tu smiled and didn't care about the slander in his colleague's heart: "I just haven't seen it before, so I'm just a little curious."

But the colleague obviously had no interest in this, and naturally had no interest in continuing the discussion. He could only smile awkwardly and walked away.

Unexpectedly, this colleague who looks like a pretty boy has unexpectedly weird preferences.

Probably having found some kind of psychological balance, other colleagues glanced at Hong Tu with subtle expressions, then turned their attention away and continued talking as if nothing had happened.

In fact, Hong Tu, who could hear what they were thinking, didn't pay attention to it. He turned his head and glanced out the window again, then sat back at his desk.

The Super Victory Team and Dyna are going to be busy again. After all, such a huge space monster fell from the sky and landed on the earth. But what's interesting is that this monster seems to be sleeping. However, I think I will wake up by tomorrow at the latest.

In the afternoon, Hong Tu clocked out of work on time as usual. But others were still working overtime conscientiously, which made Hong Tu stand out, but no one said anything because Hong Tu's efficiency was the highest among them all.

It's a bit magical. The most laid-back one among them is actually the one with the fastest work efficiency and progress. It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.

But Hong Tu was unexpectedly stopped today.

"I remember your name is Hong Tu, right?" A voice stopped Hong Tu as he was about to walk out of the building.

Hong Tu paused, looked back, and gave a professional smile: "Good afternoon, President."

Yes, the person who stopped Hong Tu was the person who had appeared once before, Mr. Akechi Masahiro, the president of this game company.

"You did a good job today," Mr. Mingzhi stepped forward and patted Hong Tu on the shoulder. "I've seen the program you wrote. It's very good. I can't imagine that there are humans like you on earth."

"It's ridiculous," Hong Tu said with a smile, "It's not as clever as the president's design to come up with such a game."

Mr. Mingzhi also seemed to be very proud, and his praise of Hong Tu was very helpful.

"By the way, are you interested in writing another program?" Mr. Mingzhi threw out a bait. "Just writing a game is not enough to show your talent."

The expression on Hong Tu's face deepened, and even her voice became a little lower: "Of course, I'm happy to."

Mr. Mingzhi obviously didn't notice the change in Hong Tu's tone. He patted Hong Tu's shoulder and said meaningfully: "Then finish the current work as soon as possible. After you finish it, I will have new and more important ones." I’ll leave the task to you. I think you’ll like it.”

"Okay, President." Hong Tu agreed with a smile, nodded to him, and turned around and left the company without hesitation.

Mingzhi: "???" What the hell, shouldn't you work overtime to complete your task early? ? ?

But it was too late for him to stay, and he could only watch Hong Tu disappear at the door.

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"You still want me to work overtime?" Hong Tu got on the motorcycle, put on his helmet, and sneered, "Do you really think I'm here to work? Moreover, my identity has been exposed by my words, and I'm still a 'human being on earth.'" , are you afraid that I don’t know his identity as a non-Earthling?”

He started the motorcycle, and the tires of the motorcycle rubbed an arc on the ground. He changed direction and headed towards the exit of the garage.

Hong Tu didn't lie down and drove the motorcycle out of the garage. When the motorcycle passed by the garage door, he turned his head slightly and met the eyes of a man in red at the garage door.

Hong Tu quickly turned away, while the man stared at Hong Tu's back until his figure completely disappeared.

"That person..." The man narrowed his eyes, which made his expression look very fierce, like a warrior. "It feels a bit strange."

He recalled the sight he had met before in his mind. Even though he was through the windshield, he still noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why it felt weird. It was like an inexplicable intuition. However, apart from the strange gaze cast on him, there was nothing special about that person's aura. He was just an ordinary human being.

"It's probably an illusion." The man didn't think deeply about it in the end. Compared to this insignificant human being, Dyna was more important to people.

He couldn't wait to find Dana for a duel. But his partner, his body, doesn't allow him to do this, or to be precise, it doesn't allow him to do this now.

Thinking of this, the man looked up at the tall building in front of him with a somewhat unhappy expression: "Why do you have to go to such trouble?"