"Name?"
"Huai Shi."
"Gender?"
"Male."
"Age?"
"19."
"Inspection complete. Review confirmed. Appointment verified. Clearance granted."
Before the ancient door, a stiff voice said to Russell, "Welcome to the Astronomical Society, Mr. Huai Shi."
"Mm, I could tell."
Russell adjusted his tie and nodded at the inspection procedure. "Thanks."
Then, once the doors opened, he saw Yegor's sour face inside the office.
As though he had worked overtime for half a year without a break, slept fewer than four hours a day, and still had to deal with endless trouble...
No, it was no longer merely "as though."
That was exactly it.
Seeing the old man walk in, Yegor could not help rubbing his face. "Couldn't you just follow the procedure properly? That artificial secretary was only installed two days ago!"
"If it can be replaced after just two days, isn't that even better?"
Russell calmly sat down in Yegor's favorite recliner and even spun around in it. Glancing at his old friend's twitching face, he told him, "The purpose of some procedures is to prove that they're bullshit. Look at this thing you people came up with—Source Matter identification, voiceprint identification, soul identification... You keep piling it on and on. Is any of it useful?"
"The purpose of procedures is to be followed. Even if... fine, sometimes they're a pile of shit, they're still better than being worse than a pile of shit."
Yegor took off his reading glasses, put in two drops of eye drops, and rubbed his numb face. "Come on, friend. Tell me what surprise you've prepared for me. What did you blow up this time?"
"Listen to you, as if we never leave the house without stirring up trouble." Russell widened his eyes in surprise. "Our Heavenly Kingdom Lineage has always upheld the safety and interests