Azu and Vera both heard the guard's words, and the two looked at each other.

It seems that no matter how proud of his achievements in the multiverse, when he comes to the Authority, he is no different from an ordinary person.

This made Azu a little uncomfortable.

The motherland who was killed just now should not be able to bear this kind of gap, so he lost control and was killed by the guards.

Do you want to be a 9-to-6 worker after going around in circles?

So what am I desperate to become an 'administrator' for?

Azu frowned, but he was still sensible, after all, the fate of irrationality was already in front of him, and he didn't want to be killed by those pistols that looked like toys.

Vera turned around and whispered to Azu, "I'm starting to regret it. ”

Azu did not answer, and remained silent.

Then someone shouted, "Come here." ”

A man who looked like a doctor spread out a blank piece of paper on which the examination reports of the two Azu appeared like computers.

"Your report is out, congratulations, you don't have any problems."

"Now go to the designated exit, your usher has arrived."

After saying that, the man gave Azu and Vera a card with a number on it.

Azu is 7 and Vera is 19.

"Looks like we're going to have to part here."

Azu raised his card and said.

Vera shrugged her shoulders and said, "I hope to see you again, after all, you are the only person I know here, although you can't call it a friend, but you are better than these strangers." ”

Azu nodded, then followed the signs on the wall and found the exit of Gate 7.

Here he got a change of clothes, a suit, and a tie and leather shoes.

"Now it's really a worker."

Azu looked at the man who had changed his clothes and appeared in the mirror, and sighed.

"Please go this way, your usher has been waiting for a long time."

A service robot reminds Azu with an electronic synthesized sound that has no emotional ups and downs.

When Azu came to the gate, a guard walked up, checked it with his instrument, and then gestured.

The door opened.

Behind the door was a long passage, the walls of the floor and even the ceiling were white.

From the walls on either side of the passage, a soft light lit up, illuminating the passage.

Azu saw a man in a suit, also in a suit, standing by the door and waiting, a middle-aged man with a big back combed, a golden pin pin, and a bow tie.

If Azu looks like a newcomer to the company, then this man looks like at least a department manager.

"Welcome, John."

The man stepped forward, smiled and stretched out his hand: "My name is Alexander, I used to be your task reviewer, and now I am your usher. ”

Azu shook hands with him, smelled the faint smell of perfume on his body, and thought that he was indeed a particular person.

"Mission reviewer, so every time you complete a mission or the multiverse, you're the one who evaluates?"

Alexander let go of his hand and smiled and nodded, "That's right, it's me." ”

"Come on, I'll take you to where you will work in the future."

"But until then."

Alexander took out a collar pin, and it was silver.

It looks like the one on his own collar.

It's just that Alexander's one is decorated with a feather pattern, and this silver one has no pattern at all.

He placed the silver pin on Azu's collar: "Put it on, and from today onwards, you will be a multiverse administrator." ”

"It's the least privileged, though."

"But even so, you are in charge of a universe, the fate of billions of living beings."

"Of course, many times we are only responsible for observation and monitoring, and we can't easily interfere."

Alexander patted Azu on the shoulder: "Follow me." ”

Glancing at his silver pin, Azu shrugged his shoulders and followed Alexander through the white passage.

By the time they came out of the passage, they were already on a huge train platform, which was crowded with people.

Many of them resembled Azu or Alexander, wearing crisp suits with collar pins pinned to their collars.

The vast majority are silver, and a few are golden.

They walked in a hurry, like office workers rushing to the morning train, and walked briskly to the different numbered platform sections.

"Follow me."

Alexander reminded Azu and squeezed towards the front of the crowd.

Azu hurriedly followed, if it was before, he could easily squeeze the crowd to both sides with his own strength.

But now he had no strength, and it took a lot of effort for him to squeeze through the crowd like an ordinary person.

Finally arrived at the pick-up point with Alexander, Azu couldn't help but wipe his forehead, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Alexander took out a handkerchief and gave it to him: "Don't get used to it." ”

"When I first arrived, too, I felt like I had suddenly fallen out of the sky into a quagmire."

"I'm used to it now, though."

"You'll get used to it, too."

Azu took the handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his face and asked, "What is the job of the administrator?" ”

At this time, the sound of a car sounded in the distance, and then a train drove into the station and stopped in front of Azu's eyes.

"Let's talk about getting in the car."

Alexander smiled, and stepped into the open carriage.

Azu followed him and sat down in his seat, and soon the carriage was full, and then the doors closed and the train departed.

Alexander then said, "As I said, the Administrator is responsible for observing, monitoring, and publishing disaster events for the 'Motherlands' in charge, and reviewing their performance in the multiverse, if they can activate the multiverse events. ”

Azu frowned: "There is one thing I have long wanted to ask, why are there so many motherland people?" ”

Alexander spread his hands: "Who knows, when I came here, it was already like this. ”

"Countless motherlanders, countless multiverses."

"As for why this is happening, there has been no answer, but there are a lot of speculations, and the more reliable one is that when each motherland makes a different choice in the event, the corresponding multiverse will be generated."

"But whether this is the case or not, only the 'Creator' knows."

He added: "If there really is a 'Creator'." ”

Alexander patted Azu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You don't actually have to think about these questions, think about why you want to become an 'administrator', isn't it just because you don't want to be manipulated?" ”

"Come to the Multiverse Authority, become an 'administrator', and no one will control you anymore."

"You just have to do your daily work, you get paid, and you can live well here."

"Here, your life is infinite, at least, I have lived so long that I have not seen the end of my life."

Azu was stunned for a moment and asked, "How long have you been here?" ”

"How long?"

Alexander showed a thoughtful expression: "I can't remember the specifics, but it's at least five thousand years." ”

Azu gasped: "For five thousand years, you have been doing the same job every day? ”

"yes."

"As long as you are familiar with the business, it only takes one to two hours to actually work every day, which is still very easy." Alexander looked like he was enjoying it.

Azu said in surprise: "Even if this is the case, don't you feel bored repeating a job in this long time?" ”

"Bored?"

Alexander wanted to say something, but then the train stopped, and he stood up and said, "Here we are." ”

They got out of the car and, with the surging crowd, stepped into the elevator.

Although only 1 minute passed in the crowded elevator, Azu already felt suffocated, and he wanted to blast through the crowd and fly freely as before, but unfortunately he couldn't do it at all now.

Finally getting out of the elevator, Azu followed Alexander through the street and finally came to a building.

Then they walked and took the elevator, and when they came out of the elevator, Azu saw a huge office hall in front of him.

Rows and rows of tables and chairs are neatly laid out, and on each desk is a computer, in front of which sits an administrator in a suit and tie.

They sit upright, tapping on their keyboards, and occasionally move around, but spend more time at their jobs.

Like Azu, these administrators have silver pins pinned to their collars.

Azu looked at Alexander: "How long have they been working here?" ”

Alexander led the way and said, "The shortest working time here is 120 years, and the longest is 893 years, and that is Lin Ang, who is about to become a senior administrator like me." ”

Azu almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

It's been a thousand years since you were promoted, and it's taken a bit long for you to get promoted.

"Here we are."

"This is your desk."

Alexander pointed to an empty table in front of him, and gestured for Azu to sit down.

He then took out a booklet, placed it on the table, and said, "You have time to look at this thing." ”

Azu glanced at it, it was originally this administrator's manual.

"Okay, you sit down first, and I'll tell you the specifics of the work."

Alexander gestured to his chair.

Azu walked over, looked at him and said, "I want to ask, if I want to resign, do I submit an application to you?" ”

He didn't know what he had said wrong, and when he heard this, Alexander's face changed and became very serious.

The surrounding administrators also stopped what they were doing and looked at Azu one after another.

Azu was at a loss by them, and he didn't know why these people reacted so much.

"Resign?"

"You're not kidding."

"Nobody thinks that way here, don't they?" Alexander looked around.

There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding administrators, who all nodded their heads before continuing their work.

Alexander pressed Azu to his seat: "Don't be cranky, I promise, you won't find a more interesting job than this." ”

But I don't want to work.

Azu didn't say what he wanted.

He vaguely felt that Alexander, the Administrators, and even the entire Multiverse Authority were all weird.

"As a newcomer, now you only need to be in charge of one 'motherland'."

"Let's see who is lucky."

Alexander took the keyboard, and after a few taps, a picture appeared on the computer screen on his desk.

It shows a room with a Stars and Stripes cloak hanging from the wall, and a man sitting up on the bed on the other side.

He's a black guy and looks a bit like Will. Smith, he looked around blankly, and finally his gaze fell on the Star-Spangled Banner on the wall.

Then he held his head and groaned, "I've crossed over. I'm from the motherland? ”

Alexander laughed, "Does it look familiar?" ”

"Everyone who has just become a native of the country is like this, including me, and now his memory will be a little confused, but it doesn't matter, he will be able to adjust soon."

"All you have to do is observe him, and as the caretaker of this universe, you know in advance what will happen next."

"So you can send him an early warning of a catastrophic event."

"When the event starts, you can choose to force him to do it, or, like me, leave the choice entirely up to you."

"No matter what you decide, it doesn't really matter."

"The important thing is to monitor him."

Azu looked at Alexander: "The purpose of spying on him?" ”

Alexander became serious at this time: "If he wants to destroy the world, then you must restart this universe." ”

Azu was stunned.

If the motherland wants to destroy the world, it is necessary to restart the universe?

He couldn't help but ask, "Why?" ”

Alexander pointed to the Administrator's Manual: "Because it says that the Motherland can do anything but destroy the world." ”

"As soon as he behaves like this, he has to press the restart button."

"It doesn't matter why, what matters is that we just need to do what the manual says."

Azu casually asked, "Then what would have happened if we hadn't restarted the universe?" ”

Alexander said in a deep voice: "Then you will be imprisoned for dereliction of duty, and if the situation is serious, you may be cleared." ”

Azu didn't expect the consequences to be so serious, and couldn't help asking, "Have you ever restarted the universe for so many years?" ”

"More than once."

Alexander said solemnly: "As of today, we have restarted the universe more than 16,000 times. ”

Azu couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Fortunately, he had no intention of destroying the world, otherwise the black-robed universe would be restarted, and he would naturally be erased.

It's just that Alexander doesn't seem to know why the Authority can let the Motherland do anything, but it just doesn't allow him to destroy the world.

Could it be that destroying the world will have an impact on the Authority?

Otherwise.

Why does the Authority spy on every native and prevent them from destroying the world?

"Come on, I'll show you."

"You can call up the cosmic cataclysmic event warning in this menu, and then write a dialogue and send it to the motherland you are responsible for."

Next, Alexander instructed Azu on how to be competent for the job of administrator, and after Azu had mastered the basic operations, he patted Azu on the shoulder.

"Well, it's easy."

"Try it yourself, I'll come back to you in a few days."

"Remember to familiarize yourself with the Administrator's Manual when you have time, it will be helpful for you." (End of chapter)