The scene was deathly still for half a minute, and Colonel Sunghoon, who was retraining all his five senses so as not to laugh, cleared his throat and broke the silence with a twitching smile. "Marshal, the principal is already waiting for you in the office."
Jungkook's eyes stayed on SeokJin for a few more seconds before turning away without saying a word.
The three people in the meeting room: "..."
Moonbyul calmly walked to the door in small steps and then extended her head to probe the outside. "Gone, this time he's really gone."
"Mrs. Marshal," Ki-young wiped off the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, "Why does your Marshal come to our school to clock in every day?"
He paused and looked at SeokJin suspiciously. "Is it for you? Why didn't I see that you both husband and wife are so affectionate before?"
SeokJin, who was numb all over, said, "Don't ask me, I'm screwed too."
"This accident tells us that we must check if the door is closed before we speak ill of someone." Moonbyul leaned against the door, smiled, and summed up.
After she looked out again, she stood up straight all of a sudden. "Don't be paralyzed, Admiral Taejoon is coming!"
Ki-young jumped up immediately, adjusted his collar, and held his chest high.
SeokJin skillfully took out his glasses from his pocket, and put the frame on the bridge of his nose, holding the air of an elegant scholar.
This bionic intelligence project was originally presided over by SeokJin's teacher, who was also the dean of the School of Biomimetic Intelligence at Seoul University.
After SeokJin got involved, within a few years, the teacher went to a science base in the Second Galaxy to be a representative, and the project was handed over to him for responsibility. Last year, SeokJin officially became the main person in charge.
As the one responsible for coordinating, Admiral Taejoon had taken care of the project team in these recent years. As the Admiral says, "Technology is the impetus for the empire to maintain its everlasting glory and fly to a greater future"— Because of the Admiral's respect for scientific researchers, everyone pretended to put on the air in front of the Admiral, so as not to undermine the Admiral's rigorous and dignified imagination of scientific researchers.
The door of the conference room was pushed open again.
Admiral Taejoon walked in with a few members of the military department and said hello with a smile, "Good morning, haha, there was a delay on the road, making you wait a long time."
SeokJin smiled slightly. "Admiral, long time no see. We also have just arrived, please sit down."
This admiral once followed the founding emperor to defeat the tyrant of the Randall Empire.
His ability was mediocre but what was great about him was his ability to save his life on the battlefield.
So although his title was not the highest, he had survived to the present and killed a lot of his brilliant colleagues.
In a way, such people seem to be more powerful.
Ki-young skillfully turned on the optical computer projection screen, and the projection appeared in the middle of the conference table.
SeokJin asked Moonbyul to come forward to explain first, while he stood next to her with arms folded, occasionally making supplements.
They were doing their report seriously, but the officers from the military headquarters underneath sat unsteadily and kept peeking at SeokJin.
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Unplanned Future
FanfictionAnnouncement of joyful news from the front line! The commander Jeon Jungkook won a great victory and made great achievements, and he was promoted to the youngest marshal of the empire! At the moment of national celebration, as a fateful foe of Jeon...