novelonline Chapter 4169 is about the Supreme Sorcerer (9)
Chapter 4169 is about the Supreme Sorcerer (9)
Chapter 4169 is, The Supreme Mage (Part Nine)
It's no wonder the Supreme Intelligence was shocked. Even if each document Jarvis gave Strange took only about 0.1 seconds to read, it still took them more than two hours to process. This shows how many documents there were. They probably weren't left by the previous Speaker. They were all old cases left over from the establishment of the Interstellar Council, all of which were given to Strange.
Even so, Strange's handling of the situation made it seem as if he had actually seen it: the signed proposals were all very sound, the kind that no matter who signed them, there would be absolutely no mistake, and no one would be held responsible for anything.
Any ambiguity would be categorized into another folder; he could even point out definitional issues in some detailed sentences; he could even pick out punctuation errors.
The supreme intelligence was now starting to have doubts: weren't humans supposed to be single-threaded beings? How could these carbon-based beings, who couldn't read information fields directly and had to rely on their rudimentary physical senses, namely their eyes, to read line by line, possibly read so quickly?
What's even more absurd is that even if I used a single thread to process these things, I couldn't possibly do it faster or better than him. In such a short time, humanity has evolved again?!
As Strange watched question marks begin to appear above the Supreme Intelligence's head, he chuckled to himself. Nobody knew exactly how far Jarvis had developed; even Stark couldn't figure it out.
No one knows exactly what level of artificial intelligence Jarvis is; all that is known is that the electronic life form next to him, who is chatting and laughing with him, is called "Divine Will".
Jarvis and the mechanical overlord Iron Man got along very well: Stark from their universe became the godfather of his two sons, and Jarvis planned to ask the will of God to become the godfather of his daughter. He would also be visiting the Venom universe soon.
Clearly, if electronic life has two paths—"devotion to emotion" and "infinite expansion"—then these two are beings who have reached the end of these two paths.
The Supreme Intelligence is quite powerful, but it might only be comparable to Brainiac before his evolution in the neighboring world. If it had taken that first step, it wouldn't be stuck in a single universe, being the leader of a mechanical civilization, and not even fully understanding how to be one.
Jarvis's files were handled flawlessly; even when he directly hacked into the central system, the Supreme Intelligence didn't detect it and assumed it was Strange's doing.
At this moment, the supreme intelligence couldn't help but start to seriously consider: Is magic really that amazing?
He felt that even if Strange handled this matter, he must have used some methods he didn't understand, most likely magic, but he had never heard of any magic that could help someone complete government affairs quickly.
However, he had no time to be puzzled or shocked, because at that moment, there was a knock on the door of the Speaker's office, and Schiller walked in.
The Supreme Intelligence recognized Schiller; it knew he was coming when Schiller went through security, so it wasn't too surprised. However, the Supreme Intelligence was extremely vigilant.
Strange is at most uncontrollable, but Schiller is different: he is best at manipulating others, including electronic life forms; every word he says could be a trap or a hidden meaning. To talk to him, the Supreme Intelligence would have to use all its current threads to analyze him. If it misses a single word, it will be the seventh day after his death next week.
“This is the list of new ministers. Take a look, and if there are no problems, I'll pass the word on.” Schiller handed a piece of paper to Strange. Strange glanced at it; it was basically the same as the previous arrangement, with no changes.
However, he still asked, "Aren't you planning to become a minister? I should have that much power, right?"
“I won’t do it, it’s a tough job,” Schiller said, shaking his head. “If there are no problems, just sign it.”
Just as Strange picked up the pen to sign, the Supreme Intelligence said from the side, "Excuse me, Sorcerer Supreme, but as the Permanent Secretary, shouldn't I take a look at this list first?"
When he said this, the Supreme Wisdom was a little uneasy, so he added, "After all, issuing decrees also requires going through the secretariat, so there shouldn't be anything that can't be seen, right?"
“No.” Strange said frankly, handing the list to the High Intelligence. The High Intelligence frowned upon seeing it; if it had eyebrows, they would surely be furrowed together by now.
"Excuse my bluntness, Mr. Speaker, isn't this list of personnel arrangements a bit too hasty? Pelosi has business experience; how can he be assigned to the Department of Security?"
Before Strange could speak, Schiller gave him a look, then stepped forward and smiled at the High Intelligence, saying, "Hello, Secretary General, I am the Sorcerer Supreme's personal political advisor. Just call me Schiller. In fact, we have carefully considered this list."
Even if the supreme intelligence was an electronic life form, it couldn't help but say, "Nonsense."
Schiller seemed completely unsurprised. He waved his hand and said, "Wait, let me explain in detail. What is the most important part of the current interstellar economic situation?"
"The Great Portal," the Supreme Intelligence said without hesitation.
"That's right. The problem with the Great Portal caused a bleak situation in the entire commercial district, with traffic decreasing by 60%. The entire Shi'ar Empire's economic zone was greatly affected, and it even impacted the interstellar economic system. Let's call it an 'economic crisis' for now."
"The most important thing in restoring the interstellar economy and society is to find a way to save the Great Portal Trade District. But this is not an easy task. The biggest difficulty is not persuading civilizations or trade guilds to restore their strongholds there."
"Why?" the Supreme Intelligence asked, because he knew that the previous work had basically revolved around this point. In order to increase the traffic of the Great Portal, the Interstellar Council had also taken many measures to persuade those fleets that had changed course to change their routes back.
"This brings us to the question: why are people unwilling to use the Great Teleportation Portal? This teleportation system is so convenient; you can travel to any corner of the universe through a single portal. Why don't these profit-driven caravan owners want to use it?"
“Previously, the Shi'ar Empire’s capital sector was attacked, and the Shi'ar Empire did not perform well. They were busy cleaning up the mess and neglected to maintain the Great Portal. It kept breaking down, and the caravans’ business was affected, so naturally they were unwilling to leave.”
“But the portal is fixed now,” the Supreme Intelligence said. “It has been running smoothly for a long time without any problems, and it only had that one period of time with problems over the years…”
“No, no, no, you still haven’t grasped the key,” Schiller said. “The key is ‘confidence.’ People like using the Great Portal not only because it’s convenient, but also because it’s a creation of the Shi’ar Empire.”
"In the eyes of most civilizations, the technological level of the three great empires is beyond doubt, and no one could tamper with the Great Portal; the Shi'ar Empire has also deployed a large number of military and police forces there to ensure that no one can harm anyone near the Great Portal. So even if some routes are shorter, they are willing to take a longer route through the portal, because this can ensure the safety of the goods."
"However, since the Shi'ar Empire's capital star system was attacked and its performance in battle was poor, and the post-war work was also done in a flurry of activity, everyone naturally felt that: the myth of invincibility has been broken. If their own capital could be attacked like that, wouldn't the great teleportation portal that is isolated overseas be even more dangerous?"
"To revive the economy of the Great Portal District, we must first boost everyone's confidence in its security. That's why I put Perot, who is good at finance, in charge of the security department. Only in this way can he fully utilize his financial expertise to govern the Great Portal District, which requires confidence in its security. Isn't that a reasonable approach?"
“I have only one question,” the Supreme Intelligence said, “so who exactly are we afraid of attacking the Great Portal?”
"Is that even a question? Of course it's humans, because they're the ones who attacked the capital planet of the Shia Empire."
"'them'?!"
“My God, Secretary General, are you really surprised?” Schiller said, seemingly shocked. “I thought that as the Permanent Secretary General of the Interstellar Council, you would be more enlightened than others, and would set an example and persuade others. I never expected you to be so narrow-minded…”
"Wait a minute, how am I narrow-minded?"
"Since we have come to work for the Interstellar Council, we must naturally abandon our previous racial identities and value our official positions more. Only in this way can we dedicate ourselves wholeheartedly to the Interstellar Council, better govern interstellar society, and bring peace, stability, and prosperity to the entire interstellar society."
"It is for this reason that I am forced to use a more distant and unfamiliar pronoun to describe my own race, which is very painful for me. However, if I cannot sever ties with my racial identity, I will be unable to view the policies of the Council and my colleagues with a fair and objective perspective. After all, there have been some minor conflicts between human civilization and the Kree Empire, and now, there is only one Kree in this room, but two humans, one of whom is the Sorcerer Supreme..."
"Stop, stop, stop," said the Supreme Intelligence. "Cut! Cut it now!"
Strange, on the other hand, was practically bursting with laughter. He was curled up in his chair, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, as if he would pass out if he wasn't allowed to laugh out loud soon.
"And this one?" The Supreme Intelligence pointed to another name on the list and said, "This person used to be in the administration department. He doesn't understand finance at all. How can we let him manage the finance department?"
“Well,” Schiller said with some difficulty, “because as far as I know, the Interstellar Council’s books don’t look very good; it has been running a budget deficit for over 600 years.”
"so what?"
"Don't you want to save the Interstellar Council from this financial situation?"
"Just him?"
"Just because of him."
"But he doesn't understand finance."
"I understand."
The Supreme Intelligence looked at Schiller, and Schiller looked back at the Supreme Intelligence. After a long pause, Schiller explained somewhat helplessly, "If he understood, how would I do the accounting? Besides me, who else could cover up the deficit of trillions of universal coins?"
"You really can smooth things over?!"
"Just so-so."
Even if the supreme intelligence was unwilling, it could only turn its attention to the next name. As for why it didn't care, it can only be said that if it had used even a little less of those trillions, it would not have let them go so easily.
The Supreme Intelligence looked down at the bottom and thought he was hallucinating: normally there were seven departments, but for some reason, there were eight names on the paper.
Who is the last one?
"This is the head of the new department."
"A new department? What new department?"
"Interstellar Environmental Protection Department, or 'Environmental Protection Department' for short."
"Alright, forget about it," Strange said impatiently. He snatched the paper, signed his name in a few strokes, and said, "Go and inform them."
"Yes, Your Holiness."
Salmon Emperor!