Chapter 202

The interviewer crossed his legs, folded his hands, and asked casually:

"So you don't think Dr. Kondraki's behavior was reckless?"

Dr. Rights gave the answer:

"I didn't say that, but it's about the same; compared to some other things he's done... at least this time he had a plan."

Don't know if it's praise or sarcasm.

The interviewer continued to ask:

"You've browsed all the records, haven't you?"

"Yes. All of them. Actually, several times, and I want to watch my favorite part a few more times."

"Are you not worried at all that Dr. Kondraki is a threat or danger?"

"Look, that man is a master of improvisation. And sometimes, well... all the time, there's collateral damage. But that doesn't change the fact that '013' is him, in some weird sense, knowing what he's doing. And... hey, it's not because he saved me a few times that I'm saying this."

"Of course, the Administrator also saved me, so you shouldn't think there's anything between me and the Administrator."

Seemingly noticing the interviewer's expression was a bit strange, Dr. Rights' tone rose significantly.

Incidentally throwing out a slide that couldn't be touched.

Sure enough, the interviewer changed direction instantly.

"So your personal opinion is that he is not a threat to the Foundation?"

"Just like Edward Cullen, he's no threat to us at all. That... I mean I'm just very interested in vampires, I grew up reading Anne Rice's books... uh, off-topic. But, he splashed cat urine on 083! How wonderful!"

"And, from your professional point of view, have you worked with Dr. Kondraki before?"

"... You definitely haven't stayed at Site-17. Professional... is not my strong suit. Perhaps Kondraki is. I feel sorry for Site-19... at least it's fine now."

The screen switched, the hot female doctor left, and sitting on the sofa was a man with blue hair who looked very scholarly.

Dr. Iceberg, just as his name suggests, at least in appearance, seems like "ice."

The interviewer asked him the same question.

Dr. Iceberg's answer was simple and direct:

"Yes, of course."

The interviewer nodded; talking to Dr. Iceberg is convenient:

"Do you think he is a potential threat to the Foundation?"

"That's obvious. He's just a moving dangerous good."

"I see. Then, Dr. Iceberg..."

Dr. Iceberg raised his hand to interrupt him:

"I mean, look at him, that guy is a lunatic and has been given too much power."

The sudden change made the interviewer pause:

"Yes, so..."

"He should obviously be removed from office. Perhaps he should be executed."

The interviewer panicked:

"Dr. Iceberg, it's still..."

Dr. Iceberg had completely ignored the interviewer, righteous and stern.

He shouted loudly, like Trump on the podium, and sitting opposite him was a fanatical supporter:

"Look, this is just the beginning. Chief Researcher of Site-17! What a good job! Now, you know, after he's removed, we have to find someone... someone reliable to take over his position."

"..."

The interviewer didn't dare to answer anymore.

Dr. Iceberg might be fine, but if a character like him shot himself in the back, neither the Director nor the O5 would care.

Dr. Iceberg's speech continued.

He seemed to have already stood on the stage, kicked Dr. Kondraki off, and incidentally fired a few shots, and he would take the crown and become the new emperor.

"And, I think I am that person. I am reliable, hardworking, good at hand-to-hand combat, knowledgeable, completely rational, and good at organizing. I know over 40 temporary demolition methods, I..."

No... shut up!

The interviewer was going crazy and had to use large body movements, accompanied by a quite unreasonable tone:

"Enough, Dr. Iceberg. I think my interview is over."

Go stay somewhere cool!

He stood up directly, wanting to send Dr. Iceberg away.

Noticing a certain word in the other party's words, Dr. Iceberg realized the situation wasn't quite right:

"Inter... interview?"

"You mean... these were all recorded?"

"Yes."

The interviewer made a gesture of invitation, signaling Dr. Iceberg to be fast and smooth, and do it himself.

Dr. Iceberg's hands clawed at the sides of the sofa, and he softened.

But his voice was still firm, even reaching its peak:

"And Kondraki might see this?"

"Maybe."

Oh, damn...

Dr. Iceberg slumped into the sofa, the light in his eyes gone, turning into water and evaporating.

"... I have to go write my will."

"Looking at it this way, there are quite a few hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Foundation."

"Our Xianzhou needs talent like Dr. Iceberg."

"Don't, Master Gao from Zhiwei Shengyuan wants to expel all the chefs on the entire Xianzhou 'Luo Fu' who are weaker than him; do you hope a Dr. Iceberg will come and do the same to the entire academic circle?"

"Dr. Kondraki... I still don't know what he looks like, but legends about him are everywhere in the Foundation."

"Don't say it, we still don't know the Administrator's true appearance... except for the handsome old man form."

"The fourth of the Four Doctors of the Apocalypse hasn't appeared yet; it seems to be Dr. Gears, and I don't know what their private relationship is like."

Xianzhou "Luo Fu," Divination Commission.

"Sigh, why does someone always think about letting others step down and taking the position themselves?"

Fu Xuan put down the teacup and muttered to the sky.

Today, the Divination Commission got off work early, and there was nothing urgent to do for the time being.

Except for the group from "Disciples of Sanctus Medicus" starting to make trouble again, other matters of the Divination Commission could be postponed for half a day.

She relaxed her heart and drank tea at the Divine Strategy General's mansion.

Must say, although the tea at the Divination Commission is no different from the tea leaves here, the tea at Jing Yuan's place tastes fragrant and sweet.

The entire Divine Strategy mansion was filled with a fragrant and sweet aura.

As expected of the place where she would take the lead after Jing Yuan abdicated.

No matter how you look at it, it's pleasing to the eye, and you don't have to pay attention to whether anyone under your command is thinking about skipping work to play "Celestial Jade."

Jing Yuan seemed to have completely fallen asleep at the table, and had no reaction to Fu Xuan's words.

Yanqing swept a glance at Fu Xuan with his peripheral vision, looking at this senior whose height was not much different from his.

Heh...

If this world hasn't gone wrong, it seems that the Divination Commission Master, Fu Xuan, goes to the General to remind him not to forget to pass the position to her...

Fu Xuan put her hands behind her head, leaned against the pillar, and closed her eyes for a nap.

The General said that the afternoon is a time for rest, and as a young person, one must seize the precious time so as not to stop growing.

As for the world of adults, it's not his turn to worry.

The screen switched again.

After politely sending Dr. Iceberg away, the interviewer welcomed the fourth doctor.

This one looked a bit aged, between middle age and old age.

He was expressionless, his hairline was slightly high, and one could tell at a glance that he was an academic bigwig.