RNP Chapter 86 Reversal and Tie
Chapter 86 Reversal and Tie
The hearing room was like a rubber band stretched to its limit; just a little more force and it would snap completely.
At this moment, Master Titanium spoke up.
"alright."
His voice was calm and unhurried, as if he were defending someone, and he calmly stopped the situation when it was about to spiral out of control.
Yutiandi turned his head to look over, his eyes cold, and said nothing.
The titanium craftsman stood not far away, with shattered metal fragments of the high platform beneath his feet.
"You're too used to categorizing everything using outdated standards. Normal, abnormal. Acceptable, unacceptable. Existing, not existing."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire hearing room.
"But when change comes, the first thing to fail is often the classification itself."
Organic was still frowning, still staring at the primal vector, and also subconsciously looking at the reactions of Sentinel Prime and the other councilors.
Not everyone agrees with this statement, but at least the rigid logic of Gao Tai has been partially severed.
Master Titanium continued:
"It must be acknowledged that ancient signs are reviving. Leadership modules, leadership positions, and things lost in the past are beginning to resurface. What's one more anomaly?"
"Cybertron itself is changing, yet you still want to use outdated and incomplete answers to condemn everything before you."
"You're in too much of a hurry."
Sentinel finally spoke, his tone unfriendly: "Are you trying to excuse her?"
"I'm rejecting your attempt to condemn her with outdated definitions," Master Titanium replied calmly. "Being inexplicable doesn't equate to guilt. Being abnormal doesn't mean it should be eliminated."
These words were so clear that even the vector felt a silent whistle in its mind.
This old man really knows how to talk. He didn't make up a story for her, nor did he ask her to reveal the truth, but he directly cut off Sentinel Prime's pressure and left her alive.
The breath that had been taut within the ignition vector finally escaped in a very light wisp.
Master Titanium gave her some leeway; if she still can't handle it, then it's her own problem.
The group chat has finally come back to life a little.
You were talking to me, and I didn't have time to listen carefully.
The laser bird was still perched on the extremely narrow metal edge outside the window, and the mechanical bat and mechanical dog remained completely still; the outdoor area was not relaxed at all.
Everyone knows that this is just a temporary obstacle, not a breakthrough.
Sentinel knew even better that his gaze had grown colder.
Master Tai's interjection completely thwarted his previous scheme. If he continued to press the issue, it would appear that he was merely fixated on the question of identity.
But it's impossible to let him stop just like that.
So the whole scene was frozen in place, everyone knew it was time to reveal their hand, but they were all waiting to see who would make the first move.
The vector didn't keep them waiting too long.
She raised her left arm, and the terminal lit up with a beep.
Sentinel Prime's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, and the other councilors also looked over.
She didn't rush to turn the screen outwards; instead, she brought up the interface and placed it horizontally between herself and Sentinel Prime.
The angle was tricky; the audience couldn't see clearly, and the side of the platform only offered a glimpse of light. Only Sentinel Prime, who was close by, could see it clearly.
She slipped.
Permission chain.
The research institution's sealing number and transfer records.
The issuance traces of the authorization port.
Summary of the encrypted project.
Next came several short video clips that she had specifically selected.
It was so short it was like an illusion, yet enough for anyone who saw it to immediately recognize that it wasn't serious research.
The iron-eating insects gnawing at the body, the live modification, the still-burning flame fluctuations when the body was disassembled, the unusually clear physiological pain reactions, and several deeply hidden experimental batch records—all these eventually converged under the same name.
Enemy of the Heavens.
It may not have been done by him personally, but it was definitely completed under his knowledge, permission, or even tacit protection.
Yutiandi's expression didn't immediately crumble, but a corner of his previously cold arrogance finally cracked.
Yin Xiang looked at him, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.
"Continue."
Her voice was not loud; only the nearby machines and the first few rows could hear her clearly.
"Weren't you asking a lot of questions just now?"
She scrolled to the next page, and several lines of permission comments slid quickly across the screen.
"Are you only going to use my number as a pretext today?"
"But your own hands are pretty dirty too."
Yutiandi looked at the things on the terminal on her left arm, and a real cold glint finally appeared in his eyes.
The first thing that surged up after the bottom line was crossed was a cold, hard killing intent.
He certainly didn't expect these things to end up in her hands, let alone that she was able to follow that clue all the way to this extent.
The other members of parliament couldn't see the specific details, but they had already figured out one thing.
Yutiandi's expression changed.
That alone was enough to quiet them down.
The two who were originally going to say something are now silent.
They didn't know what the vector was holding, nor did they know that if they jumped around any further, they would be dragged into another set of documents the next second.
The vector pulled the terminal back a little, the screen was still lit, and it leaned forward deliberately, its attitude even provocative.
"Whether I'm defective or not, we can discuss that later."
"But what about all your research and experiments? Should I also give a presentation on them?"
"Anyway, you don't really like having everyone hear it, do you?"
Yutiandi stared at her, and after two seconds, leaned down to face her again, coldly uttering, "You're threatening me."
"Otherwise what?" The vector optical mirror didn't blink. "You think I'm praising you?"
The group chat also became active at this time.
97: "What exactly is she holding?"
Shockwave: "Sufficient to create a balance of power."
AZ: "That thing that made that guy's face turn an absurdly sour, like he drank spoiled recirculating coolant."
Knockout: "Fine, sister. And what kind of analogy was that?"
Red Spider: "That's more like it."
The audience still couldn't see the specific details clearly, but everyone could tell that the vector was not bluffing.
Sentinel Prime's reaction was remarkable.
His machine, which stood firmly even when the high platform collapsed, is now forced into this sour face by a few pages of vector data.
Even if the councilors next to them didn't know the details, they understood that this was definitely not a trivial matter that could be easily dismissed.
Master Titanium stood to the side without saying a word, only glancing at the still-lit left arm terminal of the vectoring terminal, a complex expression flashing across his face.
This girl has more than one knife, and each one is more well hidden than the last.
The vector didn't follow the Sentinel Prime line any further.
She's not a mad dog.
Exposing the truth is a means, not an end.
She slowly put the terminal away and looked up again: "Now, let's get back to the main topic."
What she really wanted today was what came next.
She wanted them to swallow their anger, even if they were grinding their teeth in frustration, and obediently hand over what she wanted.
"Just like I said before. You can keep everything you said to Orion."
She paused for a moment.
"But when to officially announce it, and when he will be considered to have taken over this matter, must be approved by him personally. If he is not ready, you all better keep quiet."
One of the legislators immediately frowned.
"This is not right—"
"Shut up." The vector didn't even turn its head. "I didn't consult you."
The senator's face darkened, but he was stopped by Yutiandi's sudden wave of his hand.
She didn't care at all and continued talking.
"And Megatron, the Caron Military District, give him to him."
Several councilors tried to argue back, but she didn't give them the chance.
"I've already been very polite."
"I'll take the Caron one."
The councilors' faces grew increasingly grim.
They were unwilling, but they were also wary of what she had in her mouth and what she held in her hands—enough to make even Sentinel Prime change his mind.
The most troublesome thing is that now the audience is watching, so they can't just label and punish people as they used to.
Finally, it was Sentinel Prime who spoke up.
His face was still terribly sour, and his voice was low: "You've got quite a lot."
"I haven't even started trying to kill you yet," Yin Xiangping replied flatly. "You can't even bear to spit out this little bit?"
At this moment, Yutiandi's face almost twisted in pain.
The suppressed noise in the hearing room was almost gone.
The lawmakers exchanged glances and discussed their assessments.
If this continues, today's hearing will truly spiral out of control.
The problem of the abnormal identity of the vector was so easy to grasp, yet they failed to seize the handle, and Sentinel Prime was clearly being held hostage by the other side.
Megatron's cannon could fire at any moment, and Orion, as a leader candidate, was protecting him fiercely, not ready to let go at all. Their external support had also arrived.
If we don't give in, things will only get more embarrassing.
Finally, it was Yutiandi who, with a cold face, squeezed out the words, one by one.
"Orion's matter can be postponed for now. Formal takeover will not proceed until he confirms it, at which point a decision will be made."
The vector didn't speak, it just stared at him.
The other person reluctantly took over.
"The Caron Military District is authorized to temporarily reorganize. Megatron... will temporarily oversee it."
Fine, call it whatever you want, anyway, she's already got what she wanted.
She looked at these old folks and gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.
"If you had said that earlier, it would have been fine."
Without a chance to respond, they were forced to back down, but the matter was not over.
They swallowed it this time, but they'll want to get it back sooner or later.
But that's a story for later.
She was already very satisfied with today's outcome.