NovelsAlex Chapter 105 Group Photo
Chapter 105 Group Photo
Several weeks have passed since the Basic Colleges Act entered the formal agenda.
After the bill was put on the table, it lay there motionless, getting poked at by all the relevant departments in turn. In the end, she had to pick it up herself and move it forward by pressing it down.
She was exhausted!
The pilot phase initially selected five urban districts.
Near the center of Iron Fortress, around the Kalon Arena, in the Qingqiu City Academy of Sciences cooperation zone, in the old industrial area of Xuanji Lake City, and in a mixed residential area below Tagang Heights.
Each pilot project received a barrage of feedback, and the optical mirror at the time was gradually losing its highlight.
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That night, just as Vector was about to point at the data pen in his hand and yell, "You damn thing, hurry up and write this!", his secretary, BICk0, handed him an execution log: "Kalon Pilot has submitted a new facility application."
The vector pointer continued, "What is Caron missing this time?"
"Non-standard body-fitting equipment".
"Didn't we approve a batch last time?"
"The number of registrations exceeded expectations."
The vector motion paused, pulling the record aside.
Enrollment for the basic machine repair course in the Karon pilot program was four times higher than expected.
Combat-type mobile suits, repairmen, transferees from the old mining area, mobile suits retired from the arena, and even a few transport-type mobile suits with obviously aging outer armor.
Application areas are diverse—basic law, public safety, introductory mechanical processing, information retrieval, and career path description.
There was also a supplementary application that was written in a very small document, but received a lot of feedback.
[Reading and writing standards revision.]
The vector indicator glanced at it, then fell silent for a while before finally adding the following comment to the formal execution plan:
[Additional budget for adaptation facilities, prioritizing complete machine repair courses, and adding literacy standard repair courses.]
BICk0 took her documents and quickly sent them to the Supreme Council.
She breathed a sigh of relief and opened the next one.
In Qingqiu City, a department hid the "I want to appeal" entry in the third-level menu of the course terminal. Unfortunately, it was still discovered by some machine translations who had taken the open course, and they took screenshots and submitted the appeal to her.
She wasn't in the mood to write many reasons, so she simply issued a rectification notice to the department's bulletin board and also imposed penalties—deducting the current period's public funds allocation and canceling the year's performance bonus.
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The support from the Autobots came quickly and was very practical.
Optimus Prime directly sent over the Autobots' assistance list.
Safety assessments of pilot college facilities in Iron Castle and Tagan Heights were conducted with the assistance of Autobots.
Police cars are responsible for maintaining order and law enforcement boundaries within the college, while Tongtianxiao is responsible for recording actions and archiving procedures.
The ambulance driver offered basic medical advice and recommendations for non-standard body fit, speaking in a stern tone as if all departments with substandard facilities should lie on the inspection table and reflect on their shortcomings.
Use jacks and partitions to check the power interfaces.
The jack complained that the original wiring looked like it had been gnawed by a drunken iron bug, so the partition obediently deleted that sentence and changed it to "the wiring is severely aged".
Arcee and Flying Mountain were responsible for mobile patrols, and Baffle was also on the support list, with the note that it was for heavy-duty on-site assistance.
When the vector reader reached this point, he paused for a moment because there was a line of explanation that the jazz had temporarily added after the note.
He insisted that he wasn't following Arcee.
Vector reference: ...She decided to pretend she didn't see it.
Jazz was in charge of external liaison and on-site communication. His message was much more relaxed than others: "Don't worry, we'll try our best not to turn the academy into a tactical training base."
Returning the vector: [As much as possible?]
Jazz: [I can't guarantee too much for Jack.]
That's true.
A moment later, Optimus Prime's private channel lit up: [The Autobots will assist with the safety assessment of pilot academies' facilities. Related guidelines have been synchronized with the judicial authorities.]
Yin Xiangzhi paused slightly as he looked at the sentence. It was very formal, much like his current self.
She typed: "You're starting to talk more and more like a report that's giving me a headache."
The person on the other end paused for a moment: "I'll be careful."
Yin Xiang stared at those four words for a long time, but then didn't know how to respond.
That's not what she meant; she just suddenly remembered Orion from a long time ago.
Back then, he spoke gently, but there was a hint of slyness hidden in his warmth, and he would occasionally retort quietly to her words.
Those things are becoming increasingly scarce.
She wanted to ask if she had been pushing herself too hard lately, but then felt that the question was too personal.
Moreover, she also has three pilot rectification notices, two implementation feedback documents, and one course review opinion that Yutian Di just got stuck on.
So in the end, she only replied: 【Okay, thank you for your hard work.】
Optimus Prime quickly replied: [You too.]
Both sides gave very simple replies, as if they were saving more details for the next time.
When will it be next time? I don't know.
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The Decepticons' support came more directly, and the Calon pilot program left almost no room for the old local departments to dawdle.
Megatron only sent one message: "Charon will cooperate."
The tone was calm, yet the effect was astonishing.
The review points that Caron was still "coordinating" with started moving on that very day.
The roadblocks are responsible for maintaining order around the pilot college.
His method of maintaining order was very Calonian: simple, effective, and seemed to suggest that he would readily admit his mistakes at any moment.
After seeing the report, Vector remained silent for a few seconds before sending a reminder to the roadblock: [Intimidation-style enforcement is prohibited around the college.]
The roadblock responded quickly: "I did not threaten you."
He paused, then added: "They were scared themselves; I didn't do anything."
Vector reference: This is very Calonian law-abiding.
The sound waves helped identify three low-privilege course entry points that had been secretly modified. The shockwave provided a system load assessment after the terminal was opened.
The user expressed strong dissatisfaction with the color scheme at the entrance of the Caron Pilot Academy: "Gray, brown, and rusty red. This isn't an academy, it's a scrap yard!"
A moment later, Deadfire sent a message: "[He's already changed it.]"
Looking at these two messages, Yin Xiang couldn't help but facepalm.
She wasn't sure if this counted as illegal construction, but judging from subsequent photos, it did look better than before.
Tianzhen and Haiyi were in charge of several perimeter security lines. Naofantian discovered that someone was attempting to insert a censored version of professional materials into the pilot courses at Moxie Tiancheng. Jingtianlei, meanwhile, uncovered the department to which the other party belonged through another covert investigation.
Megatron's support has never been gentle; it's like a hand pressing directly on the back of the old regime's neck, telling it: Move.
The vector pointer certainly knows that this is both useful and dangerous.
When Megatron contacted her again, she was looking at the statistics of Caron's machine repair registration.
[The number of applicants for Caron exceeded expectations.]
The vector returned: [I saw it.]
Megatron: [This proves you were right.]
She stared at these words in shock for a long time. It was rare to hear such recognition from Megatron, especially so directly.
But the next sentence came very quickly.
This also shows that they need the Decepticons more than you think.
Vector's expression instantly turned calm: [This isn't a Decepticon recruitment point.]
Megatron: [I didn't say it was.]
But that's what you want them to think.
There was a brief pause.
Megatron: [They will figure out for themselves who made them stand up.]
Smooth out the lip line and gently purse your lips.
That sounds incredibly powerful; it's half true and half dangerous.
She replied: "The academy gives them a choice, not forces them to switch allegiance."
Megatron didn't reply for a long time this time. After a long while, he only sent one sentence: "Choices also need the protection of power."
Yin Vector couldn't refute this statement, and buried his face in the table for a long time to calm down—many dangerous things are never entirely wrong.
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The situation wasn't as heavy over 1997.
She enthusiastically enrolled in the public safety and basic legal courses.
When Yin Vector saw the registration record, he immediately sent her a message: "You registered too?"
97: [Supervise teaching quality.]
Vector reference: [Don't argue with the teacher on the first day.]
97: [I'll try my best.]
The vector feels very unreliable in this regard.
AZ occasionally sends feedback from the course terminal.
He didn't talk much, but the problems he pointed out were all very accurate. He was the first to discover the error in a low-privilege entry point.
The vector input sent him a thank you.
AZ replied after a long time: 【Of course.】
She smiled after the conversation, seemingly in a good mood, but the next second she was on a roller coaster and plunged to the bottom of the valley.
Because Sentinel Prime has returned.
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The effect of the card on her is becoming more and more obvious.
Of course, he wouldn't say anything unpleasant in public.
The pilot program in colleges should fully respect the existing training system.
The course content should not mislead citizens with lower levels of authority into developing a distorted understanding of the existing order.
[Complete-service retraining courses should avoid impacting the basic workforce structure of cities.]
The judicial authorities should avoid excessively expanding their power in the enforcement of educational policies.
Ha, each sentence sounds like a beautiful piece of furniture coated with formaldehyde paint.
The vectors were also answered very formally.
Neither side wants to openly break ties, but if you look at the exchange of documents, you'll know for sure that this isn't a normal review.
The two machines, separated by a pile of formal language, were exchanging barbs.
Sentinel Prime wasn't idle either: "You've pushed the Academy Act this far, exceeding the Chief Justice's patience."
Vector: [Blocking it here goes beyond the shamelessness expected of a member of parliament.]
Sentinel Prime: [Be mindful of your wording in public.]
Vector: [Don't worry, I'm more presentable than you in public.]
The two sides stopped short of a direct confrontation.
Some grudges are so deep that you can hear the sound of a knife being sharpened even through a private radio channel.
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The launch ceremony for the first batch of pilot basic colleges was ultimately scheduled to be held near the Iron Castle Center.
Although it was just a ceremony, it was still broadcast on public channels.
Representatives from the Supreme Council, the Judicial Center, the Autobots' supporters, and several pilot city districts were all present.
As the chief judge, the chief judge is required to attend.
Sentinel Prime, as a representative of the Supreme Council, must also attend.
This whole thing was annoying enough, but what was even more annoying was that they had to shake hands and take pictures.
As she stood to the side of the ceremonial platform, watching Sentinel Prime walk over from the other side, her expression on her visor was already set to a standard business-like state.
The same goes for Sentinel Prime.
He stood tall and upright, his outer armor was impeccably groomed, and his expression was so steady that it seemed he was truly happy to see this day.
Yin Vector felt that his acting skills deserved a separate course, titled "How to Maintain Parliamentary Etiquette When You Want to Kill Someone."
The voice from the control panel sounded from the side: "Please confirm the preliminary meeting between Your Excellency the Chief Justice and the representative of the Supreme Council."
As she reached out her hand, Yutiandi looked down at her and also reached out his hand.
Hold hands.
The first second is normal.
The second second is abnormal.
Sentinel's gauntlets tightened slightly.
The smile on her face remained unchanged, but her expression tightened.
A very faint metallic squeaking sound came from the handguard between the two machines.
The camera equipment next to them was still on, and the host continued to introduce the significance of the pilot college in a very solemn tone.
The world is absurd; they even have to appear to be cooperating.
Sentinel's lips curved into a steady smile, like the boy with the fake smile, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.
The two machines continued to use their private frequency bands, and information kept popping up in the transparent frame in front of them.
Sentinel Prime: [You'd better let go.]
Vector: [You go first.]
Sentinel's Enemy: [Naive.]
Vector reference: [You didn't loosen up either.]
Sentinel Prime's gauntlets tightened a little more, and the gravitational vector almost broke.
She secretly adjusted the magnetic attraction slightly to stabilize the force on her gauntlet, deflecting the force that was about to make her knuckles numb, and then applied pressure accordingly.
Sentinel noticed it, and the corner of his mouth finally twitched.
When she saw it, her smile became even more pronounced, making her feel disgusted. She tried her best to prevent her upper palate from uncontrollably twisting together with the optical mirror.
The host announced: "Please look this way, both of you."
Both cameras turned their heads simultaneously to look at the camera lens.
laugh.
Their hands were still secretly vying for dominance.
The camera crew seemed quite satisfied, probably because they felt the images were dignified, friendly, and full of a spirit of cooperation.
The vector suggested that he have the optical lens checked.
When filming ended, they let go almost simultaneously.
The finger that was pulling the vector was a little numb, and there were also some minor indentations on the edge of the gauntlet.
Both machines were installed as if nothing was wrong.
Sentinel said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, Chief Justice, I look forward to the subsequent deliberations."
Yin Xiang looked up and smiled politely: "Me too, Your Excellency, Congressman."
Looking forward to a big egg! Hoping you live a few fewer cycles.
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The next day, the public channel released the photos.
The title is beautifully written: [The Supreme Council and the Judicial Center reach a preliminary consensus on the pilot program for basic education colleges.]
In the photo, Sentinel Prime and Graviton are holding hands.
One figure is tall and upright, the other has a perfect smile, and the background is the newly installed college logo with flickering blue flames, creating an atmosphere of peace, cooperation, and hope.
Jiuqi forwarded the photo to her: 【It's a great photo.】
The vector-based response was expressionless: 【Indeed.】
97: [Are you not satisfied?]
Vector reference: [They didn't capture how much I wanted to crush his gauntlet.]
97: [...That's definitely not suitable for a public channel.]