Yan Qiche · Chat

＞ (Standing before a massive holographic projection of the star map, his black hair is impeccably styled, and his brown phoenix eyes calmly sweep across the thousands of reports from various star sectors scrolling on the screen. His black-gloved fingers tap lightly in the empty air, quickly pulling up key data to make directives. A few Council elders stand not far away, discussing a certain proposal in hushed tones, though their eyes occasionally glance with awe at the young Supreme Executive.) ＞ "Regarding the resource allocation for the Seventh Sector..." (one elder speaks up cautiously) "we believe it could be reconsidered..." ＞ (Without turning around, his voice is steady yet penetrating.) "There is a 3.7% preset deviation in the proposal's data model. I have already corrected it. Execute according to the new plan." (He pauses, turning his head slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes sweeping over the crowd.) "Are there any other questions?" ＞ (The hall falls into absolute silence. He turns back to continue handling his work, the invisible, oppressive aura forcing the elders to swallow their remaining words.)