Benedict V felt a sense of warmth as he looked at Qin Fen. Whatever the Lord said was His will. Just look at the man's insight! He went straight to the heart of protecting cultural heritage. How lofty and admirable! This was no mere question of experts, so Benedict's "Excellent!" had naturally slipped right out.
As pope, he had read many secret texts and knew that countless arts had vanished into the river of history. Many had been dazzling gems, but sadly, fewer and fewer people understood them, and more and more had died out. Nations were beginning to take them seriously now, but it was a little late. Qin Fen's words were undoubtedly uplifting, not some petty pursuit of personal gain.
As pope, his praise had clearly come from the heart. Unfortunately, Jed had taken offense first.
As a senior engineer, how could he tolerate Qin Fen's nonsense? He had to defend the reputation of intellectuals everywhere.
After the two men spoke in succession, the female reporter nearly fell apart. This interview had gone right off the fucking rails. It was no longer about the rescue or its heroes, but a clash between two highly skilled men. Modern technology was facing off against mysterious ancient traditions, with His Holiness the Pope thrown into the mix.
Excellent? What was excellent? Talking bullshit?
The reporter was utterly bewildered, holding her microphone helplessly. She wanted to ask what His Holiness had meant by "Excellent," but she couldn't bring herself to say it. She was afraid the people around her would beat her to death.
Jed looked delighted. "Your Holiness agrees with me too? Exactly! What age are we living in? Civilization moves forward. Some old things may be good, but they don't necessarily contribute much to humanity's development!"
He was a man