Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1268: Chapter 970: Well Fought

In response, the Decision Room has several differing opinions.

Some people feel that personnel changes should consider Huai Shi’s own wishes; forced actions lead nowhere, while others think relationships can be cultivated over time, and it’s fine to go through the motions first.

Some believe it’s too late, pointing out his chemistry with Luo Su, and they might even have a child soon. How could anyone break up such a warm ”Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy” family?

Then there are those who think... isn’t it nice?

A majority chose not to express their views.

But undeniably—after many years, the Jurisdiction Bureau once again feels the pain of losing talent from Huai Shi. Reminiscing about the shadows of Utopia and the helplessness of being the younger sibling.

Why did we decide to send him off to the Ivory Tower back then?

A different location would’ve avoided this trouble.

Ultimately, it’s Luo Su, that Wang Ba, who’s too ruthless, even digging away at the walls of the Jurisdiction Bureau with terrifying intensity.

At this frustrating time, everyone turned their gaze towards Ai La A Dream, who introduced Huai Shi to the Astronomical Society.

Hoping she might have some solutions.

Drive away Fat Tiger and win back Huai Jingxiang’s favor.

Ai Qing, expressionless, sipped her coffee, and businesslike, she replied: ”The Martial Officer System is under the Decision Room, not related to the Ivory Tower.”

”I don’t think there’s anything for me to comment on regarding this matter.”

Yegor was momentarily stunned, then puzzled.

”Oh, I thought you guys...”

He raised both hands, making a gesture of interlocked fingers, but under Ai Qing’s increasingly cold gaze, he finally did not finish the sentence.

Only able to dejectedly pick up his cup.

Feeling the complexity of relationships among today’s youth...

”Where he wants to go is his own business, I don’t think there’s anything to consider, just directly ask him.”

Ai Qing coldly put down the coffee cup: ”However, forgive me for being blunt—in the meantime, please everyone buy the highest level of life insurance from the Existence Institute, not everyone has Rene’s good luck.”

She picked up the cylindrical pen clipped to the file folder, clicked it twice, then put it into her pocket.

The crisp sound was pleasing.

Leaving Yegor helpless.

”Indeed, such pure people, no wonder they are chosen and loved by the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy.” He pinched his nose: ”Looks like quite a few people will be disappointed.”

”The second half is correct, but there’s a problem with the first half.”

Ai Qing finally corrected: ”Yegor, it’s not the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy that chose him.”

”He chose the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy.”

With that, she turned and left, disappearing down the corridor.

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”Ah, I’ve had enough... why is my internship just sitting in an office doing tests?”

When the email representing new work sounded, Fu Yi raised her head in despair: ”Where’s the promised beach holiday, bonfire party, and BBQ?”

”That’s just the bait for newbies; all the beaches and seas of the Existence Institute are the test zones of the Creator. You wouldn’t want to sing on the beach in your swimsuit and suddenly get caught by a Sea Monster, right?”

Next to her was her temporary partner and roommate, Jemma, a blonde girl from America Ivy League.

It’s said she has divine noble blood in her veins, but she doesn’t care herself. Her thin bloodline means even working to a brain hemorrhage can only make her hair glow a bit at night.

At the moment she looked nothing like a rumored noble lady, disheveled, squatting on the office chair, spinning around, urging Fu Yi: ”Hurry up with the Analysis Report of the Awareness Layer for Australia’s region, I need it for my summary. The old men up front are waiting for the data.”

”I’m working on it, I’m working on it.”

Fu Yi sighed, right-clicked to create a new document, buried herself again in the vast data of the Sea of Silver, overwhelmed.

When she finally looked up, four hours had passed.

Fu Yi took out a mirror from her bag, looked at herself, and despairingly covered her dark circles that even concealer couldn’t cover.

”So the existence institute internship just means becoming a tool?” she collapsed weakly in the chair: ”Forget about the holiday beach, why is there no practical work?”

”Practical work? You really are a newbie.”

Jemma turned around, took a couple of puffs from her e-cigarette: ”First time here?”

”Yes.” Fu Yi sighed.

”Wow, you’re so fast, I thought you were my predecessor, really didn’t expect this.”

Jemma scratched her head with astonishment: ”Being assigned to the Central Control Room’s document processing group on your first internship is like hitting the jackpot. There’s a long line of applicants wanting to serve tea and water and they don’t even qualify...”

”I came to get a close-up view of the Sea of Silver.”

Fu Yi laid on the chair, resigned.

”Then you have to tough it out.” Jemma said sympathetically: ”According to the rules, newbies like us face two years of internship, one year of inspection and training, five years of assistant work after graduation... the fastest record is six years, and then...”

”And then?”

”Then you can welcome thirty years of hellish overtime without holidays!”

Jemma delivered a final blow to Fu Yi’s hopes: ”It’s said when you reach sixty you can temporarily lift your confidentiality level then freely move in preferential areas... I say, while you’re young, join me as an analyst, at least there are normal holidays and breaks.”