anovelconsole Chapter 118 Funeral Rhapsody
Chapter 118 Funeral Rhapsody
The official announcement from the judicial center was pushed to all public channels later that day.
[Supreme Council Representative, Yutian Di, died in a clash in the maintenance alley east of Iron Fortress.]
[The Chief Justice, who was critically injured in the same incident, survived after emergency treatment and is now in intensive care.]
[The Chief Justice's position is retained.]
[The judicial center has initiated a proxy procedure to handle only routine judicial matters and does not overturn the role of the Chief Justice.]
Records related to Sentinel Prime's attack on the Chief Justice will enter the public review process.
[The basic legal safeguards, the low-level appeal portal, legal education courses, the pilot program for basic legal education, and subsequent implementation projects continue to operate.]
The public channel was silent for a very short moment, and then the system almost crashed.
Cybertron finally witnessed two funerals on this day.
A battle belonging to the truly dead Sentinel Prime.
Another case belongs to the chief judge who is still alive but will not wake up for a while.
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Sentinel Prime's funeral was quick and dignified.
He was, after all, the strongest warrior of the Golden Age, who once led Cybertron in resisting foreign invasion.
Those records cannot be erased from history simply because of what he did at the end.
On the day of the funeral, many of the older generation still came.
They stood at a distance, silently watching the old-fashioned weapon placed in the center.
Sentinel's double-edged sword has been sealed away.
After losing its energy, the dark gold blade no longer resembled a weapon capable of cleaving through an entire era; it was merely an ancient, heavy weapon, stained with too much energy fluid.
Organic said in a low voice, "He wasn't like this before."
Another old machine next to him stared at it for a long time before saying, "But that's how it turned out."
Some young people were cursing him on public channels, saying that he deserved to die.
Some old-school aristocratic channels insist on calling him a "hero of the Golden Age," as if as long as the first half of history is read loud enough, the decay of the second half can be covered up.
There were also lower-level channels forwarding the preliminary records released by the judicial central government.
[Survivor Prime ambushed the Chief Justice in the dead of night.]
[Use of lethal force.]
[The outer layer of the fire capsule has broken apart, requiring reentry into deeper layers for maintenance.]
These words, laid out line by line, make even the most beautiful eulogy seem ridiculous.
Organic energy blocks, organic silence, organic halfway there, turn and leave.
There's also a option to write below the public channel:
He later became what he had once rebelled against.
This comment didn't stay for long before being buried by countless arguments.
There are many visible machines.
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There was no formal funeral for the vector.
She is still alive.
However, many things soon appeared outside that special quiet room.
Initially, it was a bouquet of data and a short message of blessing sent from within the judicial central system.
Later, it was a message forwarded from the lower-level channel of Iron Fortress.
Later, more and more pilot colleges, repair shops, repair classes, transportation lines, and low-access course terminals began to submit records to the judicial center.
Those things weren't all mourning.
Some were even written in a mess, with formatting errors that made BICk0's eyelids twitch.
But she didn't delete the last one.
Representatives from the T-47 lower maintenance depot re-forwarded the original ruling.
That was the first formal matter for the vector.
Within two cycles, restore to minimum operation, submit a supplementary risk level table, and investigate selective execution.
At the time, many people only felt that the processing speed was fast.
Looking back now, I realize that was one of the earliest cracks that was pried open.
In the Kalon Machinery Repair Class, an old miner stood in front of the course terminal, staring at the announcements on the public channel for a long time without moving.
A young man next to him asked, "When will the Chief Justice be back?"
The teacher didn't answer immediately, and finally said, "Let's finish today's lesson first."
The old miner looked down at the reading and writing exercises he had just learned, and slowly wrote a few words in the blank space.
I hope she wakes up.
The handwriting isn't pretty, and the strokes are a bit crooked.
The course was still recorded on the terminal as usual; it wasn't rejected because it looked bad. This in itself is one of the things she left behind.
In the public safety course in Qingqiu City, some students brought out the "Guidelines for Identifying Administrative Overreach" again.
Organic asked, "Did she write this too?"
The other machine replied, "Not entirely, but without her, this thing wouldn't be here."
The list of machines to be repaired in Xuanji Lake City will continue to be implemented.
The acceptance process for the basic college facilities in Tagan Heights continues.
The appeal portal for low-privilege access is still prominently displayed.
On the public terminal, the words "I want to appeal" were not secretly hidden by any department.
One transport worker was able to find the resource allocation records on the first attempt by following the publicly available procedures.
Some repair shops have submitted applications for temporary shutdown review.
When low-level energy stations are asked to cooperate with administrative investigations, they question the source of the authority.
The light that had been suppressed under the old metal plate finally peeked out from the crack.
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In 1997, he spoke out directly when the argument on the public channel was at its most heated.
She directly screenshotted several sarcastic comments that said "the Chief Justice's excessive expansion of power led to the conflict," and then refuted them one by one.
[Overreaching power? Shouldn't you first investigate who ambushed whom in the middle of the night?]
When she opened the appeal portal for you, you complained about the noise; now that she's in the support pod, you're pretending to be rational.
[We recommend enrolling in a basic legal treatise course; don't just post anything unsubstantiated on public platforms.]
If the vector were awake, it would probably make her watch her wording.
Unfortunately, the priming vector is currently not active, so 97 did not pay attention to it.
AZ did not participate in the argument; he simply submitted a terminal feedback report quietly.
The redirection delay at the third entrance to Taggan Heights persists.
A sentence was added below.
Please retain the original entry design and do not hide the appeal path.
When BICk0 saw this, her finger paused for a moment, and then she categorized it as a high-priority repair.
The reason section was written very formally:
[This relates to the Chief Justice's original public access principles.]
After finishing writing, she stared at the words "Chief Justice" for a few seconds before moving on to the next document.
The work of the judicial center has not stopped.
This harshness, however, allowed the system to stabilize somewhat.
If the work continues, it means that what she left behind is also continuing.
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The Supreme Council is in far worse shape than it appears to the outside world; it is completely out of control and unbalanced.
All of this is difficult to package.
Even the best public relations system would probably want to self-destruct briefly upon seeing this pile of materials.
Some lawmakers attempted to characterize the incident as a "late-night conflict spiraling out of control."
The judicial authorities directly pushed back the preliminary chain of evidence.
The ambush site was unusually isolated.
Sentinel Prime sent private frequency information in advance.
[Energy traces at the scene indicate that the Chief Justice was subdued first.]
[Nature of conflict: Assault/Killing.]
Master Titanium didn't say a word on any public channel, but his attitude has been written into every legal document.
Simple, calm, and unwavering.
The acting chief judge's authority has begun to operate, and routine matters are handled organically. However, whenever a signature requiring the highest level of authority is needed, the system will display the following:
[Chief Judge: Referencing the vector.]
It's like a nail, driven into the very top of the judicial center.
Organic has been questioned.
[If she doesn't wake up, can she still be considered the Chief Justice?]
Soon, an opportunity arose to ask a counter-question.
Is she dead?
The other party is silent.
Another machine-written version:
The legal covenants she left behind are still in effect. The appeal portal for low-level access is still open. The basic education program is still running. And of course, she is still there.
This post has been forwarded many times.
Organic identification is just following along; organic doesn't actually fully understand what it's doing.
But this kind of influence doesn't require every machine to understand it immediately.
It has been incorporated into processes, courses, entry points, rulings, budget sheets, and implementation oversight.
It will continue to go down.
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Master Titanium later personally went to the special recuperation room.
The long-term maintenance module stands upright in the center, with the gravitational vector quietly lying inside the transparent hull.
Master Tai stood there for a long time without saying much.
Simply place a newly archived file on the adjacent terminal.
[Cybertron Comprehensive Foundation Academy Executive Oversight: Phase Three Continues.]
[Low-Access Legal Education Course Update: Continuing.]
[Registration and review of the source of administrative authority: To be continued.]
[Chief Justice representation proceedings: Initiated.]
Last item:
[Chief Justice's status: Retained.]
He looked at the words and calmly said, "Things haven't stopped."
There was no response from inside the maintenance cabin, and the Titanium technician didn't wait.
He stood there for a long time before turning and leaving.
He looked back one last time before the door closed.
We will meet again.
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Megatron did not attend Sentinel Prime's funeral.
Caron's reason was that he was overwhelmed with work.
In fact, none of the Decepticons thought he should go.
He only glanced at it when the footage of the old-style weapons of the Sky Enemy being sealed away was pushed out.
The main screen quickly switched back to the Decepticon city node reports.
The collapse of this parliament is their best opportunity, and at the same time, the dormant vector fuels his rage.
On that day, Megatron rarely spoke while processing the report.
Soundwave stood beside him, and occasionally the basic status synchronized with the special recuperation room would pop up on the facial display screen.
[Attractor vector: Deep maintenance.]
[Spark fluctuation: Stable at a low level.]
Megatron saw it but didn't tell him to turn it off.
Red Spider observed this but unusually remained silent.
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Iron Fortress Operations Room is back in operation.
The Autobots' collaboration requests are still increasing, the Decepticons' expansion reports are still piling up on one side of the main screen, and the Basic Academy's continued assistance is also needed for follow-up protection and enforcement oversight.
Nothing stopped because of her eternal sleep.
When the ambulance returned from the intensive care unit, it only said one sentence: "Stable."
Optimus Prime looked at him.
The ambulance driver added, "Still not awake."
Optimus Prime nodded: "I know."
Jazz stood to the side with his optical glasses dangling, not uttering a single complaint for a long time.
Ultra Magnus pushed the updated guidelines in front of Optimus Prime, paused for a moment, and said, "Should we continue with the scope of judicial copying originally requested by the Chief Justice?"
The room fell silent for a moment.
Optimus Prime looked at the document.
After a moment, he said, "Continue."
"According to her original standards."
Tong Tianxiao nodded, confirming the filing.
The ambulance crew stood nearby and sneered, "If she wakes up and finds out you guys were slacking off while she was asleep, she'll climb out of the support cabin and yell at the plane."
There was no laughter, but the atmosphere in the room was finally no longer completely frozen.
Optimus Prime looked down at the guidelines, his blue optical glasses serene.
Don't give her that chance.
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The time that Yin Vector served was actually not very long.
Placed in the list of chief justices throughout history, it's as short as a record that hasn't been finished yet.
But she left too many changes.
No matter where you open the basic legal framework, the appeal portal, or the college courses, you can't avoid mentioning her name.
She didn't get to see all the results, nor did she finish the final round of arguments with Parliament.
The bill she pushed forward is still in effect, the pilot program is still expanding, and the proxy process continues to deal with the complex and headache-inducing documents she left behind.
She slept in the transparent sustainment pod, like a mistake that was forced to pause, or like some kind of ruling that was not yet over.
After Sentinel Prime's funeral, the old weapons were put away.
The Supreme Council's eulogy was archived, and the arguments on public channels were gradually overshadowed by new news.
Yet, at the highest point of the judicial center, those same few lines of text still hang there.
[Chief Judge: Referencing the vector.]
[Status: Deeply maintained.]
[Identity: Reserved.]
She slept peacefully.
The things she left behind never stopped.