It was not that he was belittling himself. They had all witnessed what Hold Up the Heavens was capable of.
No matter how they looked at it, the next director of the Social Security Bureau ought to be Ye Buyu or one of the others.
Song Yi forced a stiff smile onto his deeply wrinkled face, then brought up the constantly flashing feed in the corner.
The Doomsday Tower, which had started dancing the moment the battle began, had turned into full-blown karaoke mood lighting. Set up a stage beneath it, and they could start a dance party on the spot.
"Come on, look the Doomsday Tower in the eyes. Do you think that would be appropriate?"
The six of them pondered for a moment.
"The Doomsday Tower doesn't seem to have eyes."
Song Yi nearly choked. Was that the point? What was wrong with young people these days?!
"In any case, the various institutions will send people to notify you. Spend some time learning from them, then prepare to take over. I believe in you. You'll start as deputies. For people who have participated in so many major events, it won't be difficult. Rest easy for now. As your seniors, we'll guide you and help you grow as quickly as possible."
The six scratched their heads and exchanged glances.
Are you going to say it, or am I?
"I'll say it."
Wei Changming set down his glass of water and spoke solemnly.
"Elder Song, thank you for your recognition, but... we don't think it would be right to leave certain decisions to us. I know you're worried Hold Up the Heavens will make things dangerous, that their strange traits will bring unpredictable changes, that they'll blow up the Present World."
"No, we're not. That's impossible." Song Yi hurriedly waved