The Coordination Office watched from the sidelines, and the Management Committee issued a letter of joint liability

Lynn's fingers stopped on the armrest.

He looked at Ravonna without saying a word.

Only the two of them remained in the conference room. The tension left from Hela's confrontation with Wanda had not completely dissipated, and a lingering scent of cold and heat still hung in the air.

Ravonna maintained her reporting posture, the screen on her Data Pad lit up, displaying the Data Stream between the Coordination Office and TVA; everything seemed so proper.

"The person He Who Remains has also expressed great concern."

She placed the sentence lightly on the table, as if it were an insignificant piece of evidence.

Lynn's gaze shifted from her face to the Data Pad.

He was well aware of Ravonna's purpose in staying behind.

This special consultant from TVA was never just a subordinate. She was a pair of eyes, a Probe. On the huge table of the Living Tribunal, she wanted to see Lynn's hand while also clearing herself of any wrongdoing.

Watching from the sidelines while reaping the benefits.

This is the safest approach.

"I understand TVA's concern," Lynn said, his voice flat and emotionless. "After all, any event that might affect the stability of the ' Sacred Timeline ' falls within their purview."

He gently pushed the matter back into the official sphere of TVA, ignoring Ravonna's personal topic about the "He Who Remains."

A barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashed in Ravonna's eyes.

She had assumed that Lynn, facing pressure from the Living Tribunal, would at least show some intention to seek external support. Even a hint would allow her to gauge the situation and gain the upper hand for herself and TVA.

But he didn't.

"The Director is right." Ravonna descended the steps, her tone becoming increasingly respectful. "The Coordination Office, as a bridge between the two sides, will strictly adhere to the principle of neutrality and ensure the smooth flow of intelligence."

neutral.

Lynn pondered the word in her mind.

He picked up the tea in front of him, which had already gone cold, and took a sip.

"I have always appreciated consultant Ravonna's work ethic."

Lynn put down his teacup and pressed the Internal Communicator.

"Director Gwen Stacy, please come to my office."

The door opened silently, Gwen Stacy walked in, holding an empty Data Pad, clearly ready to record new instructions at any moment.

Lynn didn't look at Ravonna; his gaze fell on Gwen Stacy, as if what he was about to explain was just a routine official document exchange.

"Gwen Stacy, on behalf of the Management Committee Office, immediately draft an official letter and send it urgently to the TVA Cross-Dimension Coordination Office."

Ravonna's eyelid twitched almost imperceptibly.

Subject of the letter: Request for TVA to fulfill joint liability in the matters concerning the Living Tribunal.

Lynn spoke slowly, but every word was crystal clear, striking the silent office.

Ravonna's hand gripping the Data Pad tightened unconsciously at the knuckles.

The letter mainly includes the following points.

"First, we cite the ' Bilateral Memorandum Understanding on Establishing Negative Zone as Multiverse Flood-Control Special Zone ' previously signed with Your He Who Remains, the Remnant of TVA."

"Secondly, it is clearly stated that, according to the memorandum of understanding, our Negative Zone Management Committee is obligated to take over and process the massive redundant Data Stream and high-risk Variant generated by the TVA's Pruning. Recently, the so-called 'abnormal Dimension disturbances' monitored within the Negative Zone Jurisdiction have been preliminarily verified by our Department of Technology as the inevitable energy reactions and ecological pressures resulting from taking over the aforementioned redundant data and Variant."

"Third, based on the aforementioned facts, the root cause of this inquiry by the Living Tribunal lies with TVA. According to the principles of equal rights and responsibilities and shared risks, TVA should be held jointly and primarily responsible for this incident."

"Fourth, we formally request TVA to immediately appoint a high-level representative to form Joint Working Group with us to jointly respond to the inquiries from the Living Tribunal. TVA shall bear at least 70% of all related costs and potential penalties."

After Lynn finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and took another sip.

He looked at Gwen Stacy: "Do you understand?"

"Understood, Director." Gwen Stacy quickly jotted down the key points on the Data Pad, looked up to confirm, and said, "I'll draft it now and submit it to you for approval within an hour."

"Go."

Gwen Stacy turned and left, the office door closing behind her again.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Lynn never glanced at Ravonna again, as if she were merely an insignificant bystander.

But Ravonna felt like she was being put on a hot plate.

The professional smile on her face had become somewhat stiff.

Lynn's words just now were all delivered through proper procedures, citing official documents signed by both parties. It was a logically flawless official letter, a calculated move.

It directly transformed TVA from a detached "observer" into a "participant" who had to step in and take responsibility.

Her so-called "neutrality" becomes a joke in the face of this official letter.

Once the official letter is sent, TVA's top management will inevitably be shaken. They will either have to choose to stand with the Negative Zone against the Living Tribunal, or they will have to find a way to overturn the memorandum they themselves signed. Either way, TVA will no longer be able to remain uninvolved.

And she, as a specially appointed consultant in the Coordination Office, was the first person to be pushed forward to handle this matter.

With a single official document, Lynn effortlessly transformed her from a mere spectator into an actress under the spotlight.

"Director..." Ravonna's voice was a little hoarse, "Isn't this official letter... a bit too..."

"Too much?" Lynn finally raised his eyes and looked at her calmly. "Advisor Ravonna, I am acting in accordance with the rules we jointly established with TVA. Didn't you just say that we need to ensure proper communication between higher and lower levels? This official letter is our formal 'uploaded' opinion, and we ask that you ensure it is properly 'delivered'."

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable air.

"Isn't that also part of your job as a special consultant?"

Ravonna's lips moved, but in the end, she couldn't utter a single word.

She took a deep breath and forced a stiff smile.

"Yes, Director. I understand."

She knew that she had lost this test completely.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head to the Coordination Office to follow up on this." She needed to leave immediately to report this earth-shattering news to TVA's senior management.

"Go ahead." Lynn waved.

Ravonna turned and left, her steps much quicker than when she arrived.

Lynn watched her figure disappear behind the door, and the office returned to silence. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest.

Dragging TVA into this mess is just the first step. This will relieve him of enormous political pressure and buy him valuable time.

But to truly solve the problem, we need more direct measures.

Just then, the Internal Communicator on the table rang again. It was Gwen Stacy's voice, tinged with an unusual urgency.

"Director, we just received an urgent meeting request from Susan Stone, External Observer."

She said that while organizing the old files of the Earth-838 Illuminati, she found a key case that might break the current predicament.