Transformers: Survival of Defective Products

Chapter 88 The Coronation of Legal Power

One of the councilors hurriedly spoke up.

"You overestimate yourself."

"The position of Chief Justice is not one you can simply take by saying 'I can't'."

Yin Zongli looked at him with his arms crossed: "Oh. Why?"

The congressman said coldly, "Today you openly demolished the platform and disrupted order in the hearing room, and your identity itself is highly unusual. These points alone are enough—"

"You're not qualified enough~" she blurted out, her tone sarcastic, "You're just afraid that I'll use you as an example after I sit in that position."

The congressman choked.

Another person nearby hurriedly added, trying to steer the conversation back to the logic they were familiar with.

"The position of Chief Justice has been vacant for a long time because the requirements are extremely high. It requires stability, restraint, prudence, and sufficient legal judgment—"

"And I won't let you lead me by the nose~" Yin Xiang smoothly finished the second half of the sentence, with intonation.

The congressman looked so angry he looked like he wanted to slap her twice.

Master Titanium listened from the side and even nodded, stroking his white beard repeatedly.

Several councilors turned their heads away in anger, which greatly pleased the vector.

Just as she was about to speak again, Orion spoke first.

"If we look at it according to your previous standards..."

His tone was calm, but there was something else clearly in that calmness now—a gentle yet unmistakable malice.

"I think I should be qualified to speak."

One of the councilors frowned and looked over.

Orion looked up, his expression still fairly proper, but his words weren't entirely honest: "After all, didn't you yourselves just say that?"

"I'm already the leader you've chosen. You've even decided on a name for me: Optimus Prime."

"In that case, my opinion that she's suitable shouldn't carry no weight, right?"

The vector tilted its head and glanced at him.

Orion's expression remained composed, gentle, and refined, but she could still detect a subtle hint of wickedness within it.

really do.

Sure enough, Orion's words made the expressions of the councilors on the other end of the line look rather unnatural.

Just as he was about to start a conversation, Megatron casually cut him off.

He's right.

His voice was deep and already imposing; now, with his glasses glowing red, he seemed even more dangerous.

"She's good at judging people, capable, and decisive—those are all facts."

"Now it's time to give out seats, so stop dawdling."

The faces of those councilors grew increasingly grim.

The vector was standing in the middle, and the corners of his mouth almost turned up.

Check it out.

Aside from firing cannons and fighting, he's quite the talker.

On the other side, Alita walked down from the audience seats, her steps slow, and the cannon barrels had long since been withdrawn.

She walked straight to the edge of the platform without pausing, and inserted herself between Orion and Megatron, casually pulling the gravity vector towards herself.

A hand gently rested on her shoulder armor, the movement so natural that even Vector was stunned.

Alita glanced down at her, then looked up at the group of councilors, speaking even more bluntly than Orion.

I agree.

"The Chief Justice wants judgments, determinations, and rulings; he doesn't need fancy words."

"She did a very clear job throughout the entire event today."

After she finished speaking, she gently pinched the armor plate on the vector's shoulder, as if to tell her to stand firm.

Arcee had already arrived beside her.

She didn't get too close, standing just a little behind Alita, arms crossed, her gaze towards the council seats cold, and her words crisp.

"I have no objection."

"To be honest, I think this seat should have been taken a long time ago, and not the kind of obedient person you picked yourself."

The gallery was now in complete chaos.

Whispers broke out one after another. Some were looking at the vector, some at Master Titan, some at the councilors, and many were glancing at Orion, Megatron, and Alita.

The group chat was also busy.

Starscream: "Be tougher, don't embarrass me."

The vector twitched at the corner of his eye.

Goodness, he can make even the nicest things sound like he's cursing.

A series of files followed immediately from the shockwave side.

[Summary of the Chief Justice Appointment Regulations.zip]

[Core requirements for the position: legal judgment, independent adjudication, crisis response, and public discretion.]

[No clause requiring compliance was found.]

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw the vector; the logic guy is actually quite reliable.

The knockout also emerged.

Knocked down: "It's your turn to sit here, don't let them take it."

Deadfire: "...I actually agreed."

97: "Clang! Clang! If we become rich and powerful, let's not forget each other!"

AZ: "...If you really take it, I'll throw you a banquet."

Even more astonishingly, the terminal screens on the side wall of the hearing room, which had been half-off, suddenly lit up one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the terms of appointment for the Chief Justice were neatly put out.

The entries are clear, the format is standard, and even the key points are thoughtfully highlighted in color.

Without even thinking, it was obvious who did it. Sure enough, the group was silent for half a second before the sound of a sonic wave broke out.

Sound wave: "Retrieved."

"You can continue."

...She didn't really want to admit it, but she was starting to really like this capable wife.

Just then, a loud commotion suddenly came from the doorway.

"Make way, make way—"

"I've already said I'm not here to blow up the building, at least not now—"

Along with the sound, Jazz swaggered in first, his movements so fast it looked like he had barely managed to stop after swerving through several layers of obstacles.

After he steadied himself, he glanced around the field and, seeing that the cameras were still in use, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a loud whistle.

Wow.

"Did I miss something exciting?"

Behind him followed another predominantly white machine, quite large with clean lines and a relaxed stance. The most striking feature was the green object attached to its waist.

Vector: ...That thing looks like a bomb or a grenade...

Na Ji glanced at the scene and spoke directly.

"I don't quite understand what you executives are up to today."

"But judging from the outcome, she was more like a judge than you were."

Yin Xiang glanced at him sideways. Although she didn't recognize him, he was clearly a straightforward person. Based on the content of the group chat, she guessed that this was probably Jack.

The entire hearing room was more chaotic than a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, and the council couldn't control it at all. Yin Liu even felt that it was like a vegetable market.

At this moment, a tall, blue and white machine in the front row of the audience stood up.

He hadn't said much before, sitting upright, and he barely spoke when others were talking.

At that moment, he suddenly spoke up: "I have no reason to object."

His voice was very structured, like a concrete system.

"What the Chief Justice is asking for is not to please."

"It is judgment, decision-making, independence, and the ability to identify the core of order even in chaos."

His gaze fell on the vector: "The Chief Justice is not a position that demands moderation."

The vector stood there, its gaze drifting over.

Who is this...?

The faces of the councilors over there were so sullen they couldn't utter a single word.

This time, the person who stepped forward was very well-behaved from beginning to end, and his speech clearly carried a sense of formality.

If they say there's no reason to object to this kind of machine, then whatever they say is useless.

All avenues are blocked; if they refuse again, they're just stubbornly refusing to give.

The right-leaning congressman managed to suppress his anger and speak up.

"The situation is already chaotic enough. The leader candidate, the military reorganization, and the chief justice... it's impossible for the Supreme Council to make so many important decisions in the same hearing."

As soon as Yin Vector heard it, he knew the old man was dragging his feet, so he simply stood there with his arms crossed and chuckled.

"Didn't you order Orion pretty quickly?"

"You blurted out your name so easily, but now that it's my turn, you're suddenly being so cautious?"

Another person immediately chimed in: "The Chief Justice's role in rebuilding the judicial system is far more complex than something you can achieve with just a few words at a hearing—"

Megatron spoke again, his voice low and somber: "So, were you all forced to tumble down from that platform and speak properly because of these 'few remarks'?"

The expression on Yutiandi's face was indescribably grim, and he stared intently at the Graviton Vector from beginning to end.

The vector noticed, glanced at him sideways, and then slowly raised the terminal of his left arm, shaking it as if unintentionally.

The screen is lit.

Others may not know the specifics, but Sentinel Prime knows very well that it's the kind of thing he doesn't want to see again today.

Yutiandi's eyes grew even colder, like blades made of ice.

Yin Xiang only raised an eyebrow slightly, and even had a slightly smug smile on his lips.

I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to remind him—I still have leverage over you.

Yu Tiandi stared at her, his eyes revealing undisguised murderous intent.

The vector is also tracked back.

In an instant, the atmosphere between the two machines was nothing like a normal standoff.

It was as if they had already drawn their knives and were pointing them at each other's throats, just waiting for one of them to strike first.

Orion, who was standing next to her, noticed something and glanced in her direction.

Megatron was even more direct, slightly tilting the fusion cannon muzzle.

But in the end, no one made a move.

The enemy is immobilized, and the gravitational vector is also currently immobilized.

She hasn't fully reaped the final rewards yet.

At this moment, Master Titanium spoke calmly: "Since we've come this far, there's no point in dragging it out."

He glanced at the councilors, then at the vector.

"The position of Chief Justice has been vacant for too long. Now that someone is willing and able to take it, it would be a joke if it remained vacant."

One of the councilors gritted his teeth and said, "But her actions today—"

Alita interrupted abruptly, her voice sharp as a sword: "Do you mean she clarified things, or that she finally made you relinquish your real power?"

Arcee added, "Or does it mean she won't be easily fooled by you?"

Jack stood behind Jazz, lazily swaying his shoulder, causing the few green things at his waist to bump into him lightly.

"If you keep dawdling like this, I'm starting to wonder if you're planning to wait until dark to say no."

"It's just a spot, just give it to them."

He leaned against the back of a seat next to the jazz stand.

"I like this way of putting it."

"And if you really don't want to, at least come up with a decent reason, so that I don't feel embarrassed for you."

The murmurs and noise in the hearing room lasted for a long time until finally, the person on the other end gave in.

Yutiandi spoke first, his voice low and cold, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"Since all parties insist on this."

"Therefore, the position of Chief Justice... is reinstated today."

This caused an uncontrollable commotion in the audience.

The vector optical mirror didn't even blink, it just stared at him.

Go on, don't try to fool me.

Yutiandi clearly understood her look, and his face darkened like the bottom of a pot.

"The Chief Justice will be succeeded by the Director General."

"Effective immediately, the Chief Justice's relevant judicial rulings and oversight powers will be exercised."

The optical mirror lit up when I listened to it; it's a really good thing.

Master Titanium has also taken the initiative to finalize the matter: "Then let's not just talk about it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand in a gesture.

A man who had been following behind him and hadn't attracted much attention until now stepped forward, carrying a tray in both hands.

There are two things on it.

A Holy Grail.

A golden apple.

The hearing room fell completely silent.

The vector also paused for a moment.

Master Titanium looked at her, his tone solemn.

"The position of Chief Justice has been vacant for too long."

"Now that we have been reinstated, we should no longer be just a title."

His gaze fell on the two symbolic objects.

"The Holy Grail's Legacy".

"Golden Fruit Judgment".

"When you take them on, you are not just taking on titles, but also judgment, order, and responsibility."

The vector stood there, unusually quiet for two seconds.

She hadn't thought that much about it at first; she was just fed up with being manipulated and harassed. When she saw real power, she instinctively clung to it like a wolf.

Now that these things were actually being presented to her, she clearly realized that these were no longer the spoils she had impulsively snatched.

It is both a right and a responsibility.

She took a deep breath, then raised her hand, first taking the Holy Grail, then the golden apple.

When the metallic touch landed in my palm, the entire hearing room was so quiet that even the slightest sound was exceptionally clear.

The right hand is raised high to receive the Holy Grail, signifying the acceptance of the authority of the law and divine grace.

The left hand holds a golden fruit, symbolizing the acceptance of worldly order and peace.

She nodded slightly.

It is not submission.

Instead, they swore an oath to themselves to accept this destiny.

When she looked up again, her entire demeanor was quite different from before.

Over in the audience, Alita breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes brimming with undisguised sympathy and admiration.

Orion looked at her, and his expression finally softened a bit. He was happy for her and felt that the position was worthy of her.

Megatron looked at the thing in her hand, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes through his optical lens.

There was agreement, suppressed anger, and an unreasonable feeling, almost as if she was thinking, "This position should have been hers anyway."

The group chat has already turned into a huge mess.

Knockout: "Alright, I'm going to give you a celebratory inauguration look now."

Deadfire: '...'

97: "Aaaaaaah, you really got it?! I want to eat at the most expensive restaurant! Treat me!!"

AZ: "I keep my word. I'll host the banquet."

Red Spider: "Don't get carried away."

Shockwave: "Employment confirmed."

Sound wave: 'Recorded.'

On Yutiandi's side, his face had turned ashen, like it was covered in frost.

He turned his head slightly, still holding the Holy Grail and the Apple of Gold in his hand, and then very lightly shook the terminal on his left arm at him.

This time, they didn't even bother to cover up much.

The expression on her face mask even looked quite innocent.

It's like saying: See? I've become the one. And your things are still in my hands.

The killing intent of the enemy was almost tangible.

Yin Vector had no doubt that the old man really wanted to kill her on the spot, and she herself wanted to too.

But now no one can move.

So they could only stand there, separated by the shattered platform and the newly appointed Chief Justice's seat, stabbing each other with their eyes.

Master Tai clapped his hands as if he hadn't seen anything, officially bringing the hearing, which had completely turned sour, to a close.

"Let's leave it at that."

"More than enough have been agreed upon today."

Upon hearing this, the tension that had been hanging in the air finally began to ease.

The people in the gallery were still whispering among themselves, and the members of parliament looked ashen-faced as if they had just been pulled out of a waste dump.

The jazz stood at the door with his hands on his hips, looking like he thought, "I knew my trip wasn't in vain."

The jack stood to the side, his expression suggesting he was fairly satisfied with the outcome.

The tall, blue-and-white mecha stopped talking, straightened up again, and prepared to leave, returning to its overly orderly and quiet state.

Vector looked down and glanced at the Holy Grail and the golden apple in his hand.

It's heavy, and not just in terms of weight.