When Tang Li asked whether Pang Tieshan "had a handle on this," Pang Tieshan's face was hidden behind his visor, his expression unreadable. He remained silent.
But this silence was not aloof disregard for Tang Li and his question. He was using the time to rapidly search the system.
For a "high-threat individual" to slip past Quick Fire and Eight Claws, the problem was most likely buried in the identification system's underlying framework.
Why had it gone wrong?
Ultimately, there were two possibilities: authority override or authority cracking.
Fine, the core issue was really just one thing: authority.
The Cybernetics fusion modification technology released by the Solar System Reclamation Corps was, in essence, a form of bestowal—a technological system jointly determined by allegiance and privilege. It had no foundation in Earth's industrial chain. The reason it could operate and develop was that authorization from the Reclamation Corps was at its core.
The Reclamation Corps had been in the Solar System for nearly forty years. After all these years of observation and analysis, everyone understood that they did not care who was good or bad. Of the original twenty-four Grand Executive Officers, at least half had brought terrifying, despairing rule to people across Earth's regions.
As for high threat or low threat, most of the time, such distinctions were meaningless.
Because all those standards of high and low, good and bad, used Earth's natives as their reference point. The Reclamation Corps stood above them all, so why would it care?
Only the seizure of "authority" was what truly concerned them, because it involved their rule, their majesty... and their security.
That was the very purpose behind the establishment and existence of the Intelligence Management Center.
Precisely because it involved the most fundamental issue of authority, Pang Tieshan could not afford to