svetikya Chapter 101 Prestige
Chapter 101 Prestige
After several months, Yin Vector felt he was going to get migraines.
She had finally drafted most of the drafts, and she was full of confidence.
As a result, her draft was rejected one by one by the Supreme Council.
The first thing she pushed forward was the basic guarantee legislation.
The content is actually very simple.
For restrictions related to basic supplies, maintenance, and energy supply, a risk rating form, the source of authority, the affected area, and alternative solutions must be submitted.
If the temporary suspension exceeds the time limit, it will automatically enter the judicial review process.
The appeal portal for low-privilege users must be opened simultaneously.
The relevant instructions must be broadcast on public channels in the affected areas.
These things are really normal. When the vector was first submitted, I even briefly thought that the parliament wouldn't be able to find any reason to refute it.
She underestimated Parliament.
They can find them, and there are many.
[This involves the authority of multiple departments; further coordination is recommended.]
[The public reach of low-privilege channels is too broad, which may affect security policies.]
The decentralization of appeals channels may lead to a surge in invalid appeals, increasing the burden on the judiciary.
[It is recommended to narrow the scope of application and resubmit.]
That day, Vector stared at the rejection opinions for a long time, almost tearing the fins off his head.
After racing four racing stars in Iron Fortress, she calmed down and rallied her momentum.
She archived the rejection comments and then opened a second version.
The second version was rejected.
The third version was rejected.
The fourth version was also rejected.
The reasons for rejection have changed, but the core meaning remains the same.
The vector was so strong that I almost wanted to go to the Supreme Council and dismantle the platform again.
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After a few weeks of inexplicable silence from the Chief Justice's side, when the Supreme Council reconvened and held a meeting, I couldn't help but bring up the matter.
They all thought she might give up.
Just as the meeting was about to end, a new draft of the vector was projected directly onto the terminal where Sentinel Prime was hosting the meeting.
The title is very catchy, but the content is very scary.
[Draft Draft for Immediate Judicial Confirmation of Restrictions on All Basic Supply Measures]
All restrictions involving basic supplies, maintenance, and energy supply must be confirmed by the judicial central authority before implementation; the relevant powers of the administrative security review departments (A7 to Y628) will be suspended for thirty cycles; the complete legal database must be opened to mirror access for low-authority channels; department heads who have not disclosed risk statements will be automatically added to the inquiry list.
After all the members of parliament finished reading, they remained silent for a moment.
Immediately, someone slammed their fist on the table and exclaimed, "Has she gone mad? This isn't a basic protection law at all! She's trying to take it all by including control and interrogation powers in it!"
The Supreme Council rejected it on the spot in less than five minutes, very quickly, and even the reason was only written in two sentences.
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When the vector received the rejection, it showed no expression and no surprise.
The very next day, the ninth draft of the basic guarantee was resubmitted.
Compared to the previous one, the ninth version is so gentle it's like a discussion, radiating a warm glow.
The requirement for prior judicial confirmation of laws has been removed; now, automatic review is only required after the time limit has expired.
It is not required to open the complete legal database; it is sufficient that the affected areas can see relevant instructions, appeal portals, enforcement deadlines, and responsible departments.
The old administrative powers remain in effect; all that is required is to submit a form outlining the source of those powers and a risk rating.
Parliament remained silent for a long time before finally passing a portion of the resolution.
As he looked at the notification, a slow smile crept onto his lips.
See, the Supreme Council isn't incapable of making concessions; it just needs to be intimidated first.
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This method worked well the first time, and it was okay the second time, but starting the third time, the group of seasoned strategists in the council definitely realized something was wrong.
They no longer looked at the content of the draft, but rather at the order in which she submitted it.
They refuted the forceful version of the argument, they refuted the moderate version, and they continued to refute the explanations.
Some of the rejection opinions were even written perfunctorily, as if to say: Stop pretending, we know you're trying to fool us again.
After reading the vector diagram, I actually laughed.
Just then, the knight came to see her to deliver the court application they needed.
Seeing her forced smile, the jazz musician paused, staring at her and asking, "Have you finally gone mad from finalizing the draft?"
"No." The vector was still revising the draft and didn't look up. "I'm just glad that Parliament still has some memory."
"so?"
"So we should switch to another one."
The next time, she first handed over a draft that looked quite docile.
[Pilot Rules for Accessing Public Courses with Low-Level Permissions]
Only three types of courses are available: basic legal provisions, public safety, and appeal procedures. The scope is limited to a few low-level channels, or even just a pilot program.
Parliament rejected the motion.
The reason given is that it may lead to misunderstandings of the legal provisions at a lower level, and it is recommended to postpone it.
Yin Vector looked at the phrase "misunderstood," scoffed, and then handed over the second version.
The second version expands the pilot program to seven urban districts and adds provisions for tiered access to vocational entry information.
Parliament continued to reject the proposal.
She handed over the third version.
The third edition includes preliminary research for the establishment of basic colleges, pilot programs for low-access learning terminals, and the compilation of an open catalog of old professional records.
Parliament rejected it even faster.
She handed over the fourth edition.
The fourth edition simply changed the title to: [Draft Proposal for the Establishment of the Cybertronian Basic Academy]
This time, the parliament finally couldn't sit still any longer.
They sent someone to communicate, and their wording remained polite.
The meaning is simple: we can renegotiate your previous pilot rules for low-privilege access to public courses.
The vector was rejected the first time.
They refused the second time as well.
By the third time, the parliament's tone had clearly lost its composure.
The vector returned: [Yes.]
She looked at the notification for reconsideration sent from the other side, feeling calm and even slightly pleased.
They thought they had finally brought her back to the negotiating table.
But in fact, they finally got in.
Later, she stopped using just one method. Sometimes she would submit the excessive one first, sometimes the docile one, and sometimes she would deliberately put several drafts together, letting Parliament guess which one was the real target.
It's better if you guess wrong.
It's okay if you guess right.
She will change.
She won't win every time, nor will she be able to break through every defense.
However, the unified explanation of the basic supply risk rating was approved.
The simplified version of the clause temporarily suspending automatic judicial review has been adopted.
The rules for synchronizing the appeal process for low-privilege users have been successfully piloted.
The basic legal framework and public safety low-authority course has entered the trial phase.
The accessibility of introductory professional training materials is tiered, but there are still restrictions.
...and so on, a whole host of laws, either to be tested or to be implemented.
The draft proposal for establishing a comprehensive basic academy on Cybertron, unsurprisingly, was buried at the bottom, but it could no longer be ignored.
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As the draft law was advanced, she also began to hold more and more court hearings.
At first, when some people came to the court, they would subconsciously look at her figure.
Too young, a defective product, and newly appointed.
And then there are those unspoken labels, but which every old department tacitly understands.
She lived close to Megatron, had a close relationship with Optimus Prime, and her appointment process was not "normal".
But after the number of court hearings increased, those perspectives began to change.
She reads materials quickly, asks precise questions, doesn't fall for flattery, isn't afraid of departmental titles, and won't ignore the complaints of lower-level officials.
Organic tried to bypass her with a program, but she recited the original program text and had the other person read it aloud.
Organic tried to force her to grant her permissions, but she asked where those permissions came from, and when she did, the other party started going through their own files.
Instead of delaying, she set an execution time limit and automatically checks for overdue results.
Over time, a subtle change began to emerge in the tribunal.
There are still those who disagree with her, but disagreement and disdain are no longer the same thing.
They began to realize that the chief judge was far from the pretty picture on the poster; she was too good at ruling, every ruling was deadly.
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The incident occurred during a court hearing concerning a dispute over administrative authority.
The matter itself is not complicated.
A former department, citing "local security assistance," requested access to the complete identity registration and energy consumption records of all repair stations in the city.
The complainant argued that the scope was too broad and exceeded the need for assistance.
The old department insisted that this was a legitimate extension of authority.
The vector was sitting on the adjudicator's bench, having already listened to both sides for half a cycle.
She went through the materials at hand three times and asked the questions on the third level.
"You're requesting access to complete registration and energy consumption records," she said, looking at the former department representative. "But your actual investigation objectives are insufficient to support such a request."
The representative answered seriously: "This is to confirm whether there is a risk of related spread."
What is the basis for the risk of related contagion?
"Judgment based on local security experience."
"Experience-based judgment cannot replace risk assessment."
The other party paused for a moment: "Your Honor, local security assistance inherently requires flexible judgment."
The vector looked at him, almost frowning.
Just then, someone in the audience suddenly spoke up: "Is Your Excellency the Chief Justice preparing to expand the boundaries of judicial interpretation once again?"
The courtyard was quiet, and Yin Liu looked up.
The one who spoke was an observer from the old administrative system.
He stood up, his tone not harsh, but enough to interrupt the entire court hearing.
"These kinds of matters should not be directly intervened in by the Chief Tribunal. If administrative security assistance is subject to judicial scrutiny at every step, efficiency will be completely lost."
The machines on the complainant's side visibly tensed up. The representative from the old department did not stop them, and several other machines in the audience moved as if they had been waiting for this moment.
The vector looked at them coldly: "Sit down."
The observer did not sit down: "I have the right to raise procedural questions."
"You have the right to submit written questions at the appropriate stage," the quoting officer said calmly. "You do not have the right to interrupt an ongoing cross-examination. Sit down."
The other party remained standing: "If there are problems with the procedure itself, continuing the trial will only exacerbate the error."
Quiet murmurs began to circulate inside the courtroom.
The second member of the public gallery also stood up: "We request a suspension of the trial to examine whether the Chief Judge's Chamber has overstepped its authority."
The third place has also changed.
The complainant was already looking anxiously towards the exit.
The representatives from the old department remained silent.
Very good, I understand now, this isn't a temporary disturbance.
They wanted to test her to see if she would suspend the trial and relinquish the initiative in order to avoid controversy.
They wanted to test whether her authority as the chief judge could truly hold the line.
Yes, she will give the answer now.
The vector slowly put down the materials in his hand, while the recording system in front of the judge's bench remained lit.
Her voice was not loud, and she said in a low voice at the end:
"This is the last time I'm reminding you."
"sit down."
There was no machine to sit down.
In an instant, the air in the courtroom suddenly became heavy.
An unseen weight fell from above.
Those standing were pushed back into their seats, raised arms were forced back to the armrests, and bystanders who were talking sideways were straightened up. Even those who had just joined the commotion and hadn't had a chance to speak were fixed in their positions at the same time.
The chaos that was about to erupt instantly subsided.
Every force was terrifyingly precise, like the court itself reaching out to put everything that had gone astray back in its place.
The courtyard was deathly silent.
As she sat on the judge's bench, the Holy Grail and Golden Fruit mark on her chest glowed with a faint light, reflecting off the blue-green magnetic rings and lines that also lit up on her.
She was not tall; in fact, when she sat there, she was much smaller than many of the machines in the courtyard.
But at this moment, no one could focus their attention on her figure.
"The Chief Justice has the authority to exercise temporary control in the courtroom when order is out of control, proceedings are maliciously disrupted, or the safety of the parties is compromised."
She looked at the few observers who had been pushed back into their seats.
"I'm using it now."
There was no machine to speak.
She continued:
"If any body believes this authority has been misused, it may submit a formal inquiry after the court adjourns."
"The trial is now in session."
The magnetic gravitational field was not completely removed; it simply changed from being forcibly suppressed to becoming a reminder hanging over the noses of all aircraft.
Yin Vector picked up the materials again and looked at the old department representative.
The other person's expression froze this time, and a hint of awe appeared in their eyes.
She asked, "What was the basis for the earlier question about the risk of related contagion?"
The representative paused for half a second, then became much more cautious in his tone: "There is currently no complete written evidence."
So no.
"……yes."
The vector nodded: "Record."
The tribunal system faithfully incorporated this statement.
The court hearing continues.
This time, no one dared to interrupt.