Chapter 46 The Real World (3-in-1) [VIP]

"End-to-end data reception completed, regional control authority enabled."

"Hello, you can call me Isaac, welcome to the new world."

"Good, good, good!" Behind the bright soundproof glass of the recording studio, the recording director waved the script in his hand with satisfaction, "This one's passed! Call it a day! We'll continue in the afternoon!"

The closed door of the recording studio was pushed open by the assistant, who came in with a mobile phone and pointed at the screen to Bai Jinshu: "Brother Bai, you have a few missed calls."

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Bai!"

"Thank you, Teacher Bai!"

The staff from the recording studio came in to clean up the room and greeted Bai Jinshu one after another. Bai Jinshu nodded and responded, "You too," and "Thank you for your hard work," while taking his phone from his assistant and looking through the call logs.

The person who missed the call was the agent, Lao Wu.

Bai Jinshu flipped through the chat box and found that Old Wu, who couldn't get through on the phone, had sent him a bunch of messages and was already on his way to the recording studio, so he didn't need to call back.

Assistant Xiao Wang was very considerate and helped him pack up his things. While thanking the surrounding staff on behalf of his artist, he walked out of the recording room with Bai Jinshu.

Outside the recording studio, agent Lao Wu hurried over.

"What's going on? Am I late?" His forehead was covered with sweat, and it was obvious that he had rushed in from outside.

"It's not too late. I just finished recording this morning," Bai Jinshu took a sip of the hot water handed to him by his assistant Xiao Wang, slowly lowered his eyelids, and said half dead, "I finished recording Isaac's lines today. There won't be any more announcements in the next few days, right?"

"It's gone, it's gone, there's absolutely nothing left after this." Old Wu said in a loud voice, almost raising three fingers to swear.

Bai Jinshu closed the lid of the cup beside him and said in a cold voice: "You said the same thing a few days ago."

"No, Brother Bai, Ancestor Bai," Old Wu burst into tears, "You disappeared for seven days without saying a word, so there must be a lot of announcements coming! This is the result of me pushing a lot of things away. You haven't retired yet, right? You don't plan to retire, right? You don't want to become a monk, right?"

"No," Bai Zuzong glanced at him slowly, "I just want to take a vacation."

Old Wu choked up: "...Do you mean the kind of vacation where the whole person disappears?"

It's really weird. During the four days when Bai Jinshu disappeared, he was busy negotiating the contract with Director Li and didn't take care of his own artists. This time, Bai Jinshu disappeared for seven days again. Only then did he realize how outrageous the other party's temporary leave of absence with the words "no need to contact since I can't contact you anyway" was.

It was as if he didn't exist in the world. He didn't reply to WeChat messages, didn't answer his phone calls, and even when he went to his house, he was not there. Old Wu was so anxious that he even checked the neighborhood surveillance, but there was no trace of him coming in or out. If Bai Jinshu hadn't told him in advance that he would disappear for seven days, Old Wu would really have called the police.

As a result, after seven days, Bai Jinshu suddenly appeared at home again as if nothing had happened. He pushed open the door in a hurry and saw this ancestor sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading comics. He raised his head and the first thing he said was: "I thought about it, I still want Skao, you can talk to Director Li."

Old Wu: ???

He stood at the door in a daze, wondering for a moment whether he had entered the wrong door.

He didn't even know whether to ask Bai Jinshu how he avoided surveillance by going out and coming home, or to ask him why he was acting again now since he didn't want to do it anymore, or to be shocked that this reserve monk who never surfed the Internet was actually reading comics on a tablet on the sofa.

These three questions kept circling in his mind, and he didn't know which one to ask first.

"You..." Old Wu was speechless for a long time and chose to follow his first thought. "So you still want to win an Oscar, right?"

He said that no actor can escape the temptation of the best actor!

Even Bai Jinshu, who may become a monk at any time!

"No, it's Skao," Bai Jinshu held his chin with one hand, too lazy to even raise his eyelids, "I think I have to repay Director Li for saving my life."

When did Director Li save his life???

Old Wu was at a loss and didn't understand.

His artists' mouths are tighter than expired cans that require pliers to open. No one can find out what Bai Jinshu doesn't want to say. Old Wu was stunned for a few seconds, but decided to call Director Li first to tell him that Bai Jinshu wanted to participate again.

He also forgot to ask where his artist had gone during the seven days he disappeared.

He was thinking about how much he had made this time. Originally, everything was ready for the second part except for the leading actor. No one would have thought that Bai Jinshu didn't want to play this role anymore.

Director Li was so enthusiastic that he raised the investment and hired someone to polish the script. The project was almost approved, but then Bai Jinshu said he would not act anymore. The whole crew went crazy. He disappeared for a week, and Director Li called him for a week, trying every trick he could. Even the company that invested in the second part sent several people to lobby him, and in the end, Bai Jinshu's dividend was raised to a terrifying number.

Old Wu had a lot of grievances, but he told the truth to the other party at the beginning, that Bai Jinshu didn't want to act anymore and he was tired of it.

But the other party didn't believe it, and firmly believed that they must feel that the conditions were not good enough, and the price was not high enough. Anyway, no matter what, Bai Jinshu couldn't possibly not want to act, and using such an excuse was too lame. After all, the success of the first part was in front of us. If the second part had a different lead actor, not only would the audience not buy it, they themselves wouldn't be able to watch it.

Old Wu argued painfully with the film company for a week, during which time he was also worried about where Bai Jinshu had disappeared to. But who knew that when the seven-day period was up, the other party had figured it out.

After coming back from the phone call to discuss the cooperation, Old Wu felt that the anger he had suffered from being attacked from both sides in the past week had disappeared and he felt refreshed.

If Bai Jinshu could figure things out by disappearing for seven days, then it's not impossible for him to disappear.

His own artist was still curled up on the sofa reading comics. Old Wu walked into the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee. He smiled and leaned over and said, "Director Li said that the filming will start in a few months. The fans under the official Weibo of S1 are almost going crazy. The first thing the operation sees when opening the official Weibo every day is that the backend is stuck for several minutes by a bunch of messages."

"I say, Comrade Bai Jinshu, how did you come to your senses again?"

"Don't drink coffee on my sofa," Bai Jinshu glanced at him, "If you make the sofa dirty, go get it dry-cleaned for me."

"I'll take care of the dry cleaning. When S2 is ready for Oscars, you can even let me wash it by hand," Old Wu was in a good mood. He hummed a song and glanced at his tablet. "What are you reading? I never see you reading comics."

"The original book you gave me before," Bai Jinshu tilted the tablet and showed the contents to Lao Wu, "the Cthulhu comic."

It’s the comic in which She Mochu is the protagonist.

"Oh, you're looking at that!" He didn't expect that Old Wu actually seemed to know what this comic was about, with an enlightened look on his face, "You were also looking at the trending searches when you disappeared?"

"What hot search?" Bai Jinshu frowned.

"It's about this comic's hot search," Old Wu said, looking very familiar with it. "It seems that the author's latest series is about the protagonist losing an eye or something. Within ten minutes of it being published, it was already the number one hot search by fans."

Blind in one eye?

Bai Jinshu almost instantly thought of his operations in the unknown space.

Is it possible that it is a mask that he can't take off once he puts it on...and that his state is linked to the state of the character he plays?

He put down his tablet and reached for Lao Wu's phone: "Wait a minute, let me see what's trending?"

He hadn't had time to see the latest update.

"Yes, that's it," Old Wu opened Weibo and searched, "This entry [She Mochu], seems to be the name of the protagonist, right?"

Bai Jinshu took the phone and flipped through it. The comics are updated every Friday at 8 o'clock in the evening. Today is Sunday, and the comics were updated exactly two days ago, which was his sixth day in the unknown space.

When I clicked on the hot topics, I saw that the top Weibo post was a screenshot of the comic.

A horizontal hinge that is abruptly inserted between the black and white comics.

The cartoonist is extremely good at drawing those twisted and bizarre K-series images. Two whole pages are filled with flying and twisted lines, with dark green and bright red interspersed between these lines. He has mastered the use of contrasting colors. The screen is full of trembling lines and hideous colors, with a kind of tension that is suppressed to the extreme and will burst out in the next second.

If the reader did not know that this was a static cartoon, he would even feel in a trance that the lines were twisting. They were so vivid, as if they would jump out of the paper in the next second and poke the reader's eyes directly.

Among the distorted lines that fill the screen, there is an exquisite profile that is out of tune with the distorted and trembling things around it.

The owner of the profile just stood in front of a pile of twisted lines that were so rotten that they were beyond description, and quietly looked outside the screen.

Grey, lustrous eyes, narrow and deep pupils, delicate and pretty moles, these eyes can touch the reader's soul better than the tentacles behind them, as if they can see through the two-dimensional paper and see the reader in front of the screen, strangely and quietly.

The whole picture becomes extremely eye-catching because of the appearance of this side face, and the whole hinge looks like a work of art.

A very weird piece of art.

The second one is a large vertical picture, still a hinge, painted in extremely wild colors.

All I could see was dark red that was so thick that it seemed to be dripping out.

Under the almighty god, the young man with strange pupils pulled a curled tentacle from the side and pulled his eyeball out of his eye socket.

"Don't you want it?" His expression was surprisingly beautiful and fierce. He turned around and threw the eyeball far away, "Take it away!"

In the last frame, under the left eye whose eye socket had been removed, a light brown pupil was faintly visible, and the teardrop mole under the eye disappeared, replaced by a smooth pearly white skin that looked like snake scales.

There are only two pictures in the entire popular Weibo post. After posting the two screenshots, the blogger only wrote one line of words: This week’s update, I won’t say much, you can see it for yourself.

Under this Weibo post, the screams of readers almost broke through the roof.

[Wife, wife, wife, I’m tired, woooo, woooo, woooo, Xiao Chu, my destined wife! ]

[Aaaaahhh how come you are so good at drawing!!! Why the hell don’t you take me with you when humans evolve!!!]

[Today’s Weibo browsing ends here, everyone, we will see you on another website…]

[Do you have a notebook? Do you have a notebook? Do you have a notebook? Please give me a notebook with this picture. I have a friend who has terminal cancer and will have surgery tomorrow. This is really important to us! ]

[No, no, no, this old thief is too good at drawing. All the drawings in She Mochu's books can't even draw one ten-thousandth of the original. Old thief, please go to the sea, please go to the sea. 】

[These two large color pages!!! Large color pages that are worthy of being recorded in the history of comics!!! When will this chapter be published in physical form? This horizontal insert and this vertical insert must be printed as posters. Diwen Kadokawa, if you dare to give me a special gift for the first 500 people, I will smash the glass of your publishing house tonight!]

[I am a passerby and I am shocked by these two coloring pages... What kind of comic is this? Is this person the protagonist? ]

Bai Jinshu roughly flipped through the comments below, and they were all messages of this kind, some calling She Mochu his wife, some crying and shouting that all their friends unfortunately had cancer and asked for books, some scolding the publishing house for being too slow and not printing posters, and some pure passers-by sighing that the author was really good at drawing.

He originally thought that what Lao Wu said about "being sent to the hot search by fans" was because She Mochu was scolded for being blind, but now it is obvious that these are the two chapters of the author's large color pages that are of a level that can be regarded as the ceiling of the industry, which made fans excitedly run around to tell others and scream everywhere to send the term "She Mochu" to the hot search.

Even the most popular Weibo post in this trending search did not have any entries at the beginning.

"Originally I complained that the book wasn't well-known enough and the web series was too low-quality," Old Wu commented while sipping coffee nearby. "Who knew that the comic became a hot topic the day before yesterday because of these two color illustrations. The physical book was sold out immediately, both online and offline. The publishing house printed more copies overnight. I heard that a wealthy boss has even gone to the author to discuss the film rights and is planning to shoot it."

"What a piece of shit luck," he sighed. "This boss has never been involved in the film and television industry before. He only said that he invested because he liked She Mochu so much and wanted to see the comics adapted into a movie. His only requirement was that he personally supervised the casting of the leading actors. I say, isn't this the coal boss that countless directors dream of, the one who only pays money but doesn't do anything?"

"If you want to act in the movie, I won't stop you," Old Wu sighed and then came closer, smiling like a stealing cat, "If you want to act, I'll let the studio spread the news tonight, just in time to get some attention before Director Li's group's project approval news comes out. Otherwise, it's been a long time since your last exposure, and you keep holding on to the role of Skao, and the haters will accuse you of living off your past achievements."

"No need to act." Bai Jinshu turned off the screen with a click.

"Ah? Why?" Old Wu hurriedly caught his phone. "Don't you like this comic? This is the first time I see you reading a comic."

Bai Jinshu raised his eyelids: "The role does not meet my requirements."

He had had enough of She Mochu's alienation. Besides, he didn't think that the props team and special effects team in real life could create those extremely spiritual twisted lines in the comics, or those weird pictures in the unknown space that would really make people sanity.

Even if it could be made, it couldn't be broadcast.

The staff of the special effects and props teams faced those things every day and went crazy before the movie was released.

"Oh, you mean the protagonist isn't a villain?" Old Wu misunderstood what he meant. "From the fans' comments, I think he's quite a villain..."

He mumbled to himself, opened his phone and read aloud the reader's message: "She Mochu is a beautiful and delicate girl, with a slender and graceful figure, thin arms, and a fluttering step. She is as fragile as a bent willow... Oh, sorry, I read it wrong, it's not this."*

"It's this one, it's this one," he read aloud again, "Shemochu, what a fierce attacker! Straight figure, handsome face! Full of explosive muscles, eyes emitting boundless murderous aura, with a faint kingly aura all over his body! Handsome and upright posture, strong physique, well-developed muscles! His three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as carved by a knife..."*

Bai Jinshu snatched the phone from Old Wu's hand and said, "Look at something good."

Every day, agent Lao Wu is watching some stuff on the Internet.

"I think it's pretty good," Old Wu laughed wildly while holding a cup of coffee on the sofa. "The fans are so cute, the fan circle is so harmonious, and the interaction is so positive."

Bai Jinshu: "... Stop it right now."

Even though he couldn't experience She Mochu's emotions now, he could still imagine what expression She Mochu would have when he saw these things.

"Okay, what a pity," Old Wu put away his aggressive smile and shook his head, "When should you go online more often and keep up with the times? Don't always leave your Weibo to Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang is your life assistant, not your Weibo operator. Besides, your fans are so interesting. They even called you out on my Weibo before."

Bai Jinshu ignored what the man said and casually flipped through the comments that Lao Wu was reading. Suddenly, he found a comment that was posted a few hours ago and was extremely out of place.

[Wow, it’s great to see the Lord here again, Truman! ]

What does "can still be seen here" mean?

Bai Jinshu's expression paused.

He clicked on the Weibo homepage of the person who made this comment. This person didn't have many fans, only about 20,000 or 30,000. He seemed to be a rich second-generation who loved to eat a lot, drive a flashy sports car, and travel abroad from time to time.

Fans who follow her do so to broaden their horizons. The blogger has a good temper and is generous. She often interacts and chats with the comments below, and she also holds raffles for luxury goods during festivals and birthdays.

The entire homepage reveals only one piece of information: rich and free.

Bai Jinshu scrolled down a few of his Weibo posts, and searched for She Mochu, the name of the comic, and the name of the comic's author. The final result was that this person's Weibo had not posted any content about the Cthulhu comic before the day before yesterday.

There is only one possibility, this person is an investor of the foundation, and she is in the live broadcast room of her previous project.

His guess was correct. The foundation was hidden beneath this seemingly normal world. Investors and exploration team members might come from the same world. It was very likely that they would meet face to face in reality just after saying goodbye in the live broadcast.

Now that I think about it, the boss who inexplicably invested in the movie was also weird...

He has never touched the film and television industry, and he invested just because he liked She Mochu so much. If he liked She Mochu, why didn't he invest in the web drama from the beginning, but waited until he became a hot topic with his two chapters?

There is only one possibility, that he had not paid any attention to these things before, and only found out that She Mochu was the protagonist of the comic after watching the live broadcast.

Bai Jinshu half closed his eyes and turned off his phone.

"Old Wu." He called his agent.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Old Wu guiltily covered the coffee stain that he accidentally spilled on the edge of the sofa.

"Let me tell you something." His ancestor Bai was sitting on the sofa, half-lidded his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ever since he met him this time, Bai Jinshu seemed to always keep his eyes down like this, looking like he hadn't woken up yet looked particularly deep in sleep.

"Tell me, tell me." Old Wu felt extremely guilty and had already turned on his cell phone, ready to search for dry cleaners nearby.

After a terrifying silence, he raised his head from the screen tremblingly: "No, what are you going to say?"

It's just a dry-cleaning of a sofa, isn't it? Bai Jinshu's salary is not low, is he still short of money for a sofa? If it doesn't work, just buy him a new one yourself, is it necessary to torture him like this?

"Nothing." Bai Jinshu suddenly stood up from the sofa and started to chase the guest away. "Hurry up and negotiate the contract with Director Li. Let me know when you have decided on the time to join the crew. If there is nothing else, leave now."

"Oh...oh," Old Wu was puzzled. "You have squeezed in a lot of announcements in these seven days. I have postponed all the ones that can be postponed for you. There are some that cannot be postponed, such as the role of Isaac will be released in theaters soon. The director is doing pre-promotion and asked you to go over to re-record your lines. I have scheduled it for you in the next few days. I will send you the schedule later, remember to check it."

"Got it. Bye." Bai Jinshu saw the guest off without hesitation.

After Old Wu left, he stood in the empty living room and slowly frowned.

I can’t say.

Whenever he wanted to tell the outside world anything about the foundation, he couldn't say anything.

He had just tried to transmit it by typing, but as soon as he typed the relevant content, the input method would inexplicably twitch and spit out some messed up characters uncontrollably.

Other languages ​​didn't work, Morse code didn't work either. Bai Jinshu tried lip movements and sign language, but nothing worked.

Anything about the Foundation cannot be told to others.

It seems that his fixed attribute that happened to happen by accident at the beginning actually protected him and prevented him from revealing his true face in front of a group of people.

So many players in the high-end space will use some miracles to conceal their identities in the mid- and low-end space?

Bai Jinshu opened the task panel and knocked on the customer service while thinking deeply.

"Logistics and customer service," he asked bluntly, "Is there anything about the Foundation that cannot be disclosed to the outside world?"

"Hello, yes," the logistics customer service responded extremely quickly, "The Foundation and its derivative information are protected by confidentiality regulations. You cannot disclose it to any individual or organization outside."

"Can I discuss relevant information with other explorers?"

"Hello, yes," the logistics customer service said in a friendly tone, "All messages sent outside the Foundation's task panel will be blocked. You can add friends or form a group chat through the Foundation's built-in social network to communicate with explorers from different spaces."

"Can I search for friends?" Bai Jin thought for a moment, "Or can I only add them face to face?"

"If the other party has enabled the searchable permission, you can send an invitation by entering their name."

Bai Jinshu didn't rush to search for friends, but continued to ask: "Then the other party can also see my name?"

"Hello, yes, after verification, your name currently displayed on the information panel is: She Mochu. This identity information is currently on the leaderboard. The billing of [Custom Mask] is suspended. Do you want to enable the billing change?"

"What happens if I change it? Will the name on the leaderboard change automatically? What if I want to use another identity while keeping this one?"

The customer service staff paused for a moment before replying: "Based on your needs, we have recommended miracles for you, arranged in descending order according to the point price: [Stand-In], [Human Skin], [Plastic Model], [Virtual Leather Suit]..."

"Just pick the most useful one," Bai Jinshu was too lazy to read. "You can allocate the points yourself and use them on the identity of She Mochu. Then make up an identity for me with the name [Skao], and return the points displayed to the public to the number when I left the last project."

"Okay, the operation has been completed for you. The total points used are..."

Bai Jinshu ignored the voice of the logistics customer service and chose the identity of Skao to search for Lu Changfeng, Fang Shaoning, Chen Fei, Yang Pei, and Huai Jiamu in the foundation one by one.

The system matched a total of 293 Lu Changfengs, excluding old team members who had been in the team for more than a month, and then excluding those with low points. Bai Jinshu easily found the rice noodle rolls among a pile of Lu Changfengs.

As for the rest, either they cannot be found or the conditions are not suitable.

Bai Jinshu opened Lu Changfeng's search box, sent a message to his friend, and saw that it was almost time for dinner, so he prepared to order some takeout.

Just as he picked up the phone, the foundation's task panel suddenly began to pop up messages frantically.

The sound of ding-dang-dang continued in his ears. Bai Jinshu was stunned for a moment, and the amount of unprocessed information suddenly reached 53.

"Customer service..." He rubbed his temples, "Mute the message reminder."

The task panel finally quieted down.

So by the time he opened the dialog box, there were already 99+ messages.

The source of this information is only one person - Lu Changfeng.

Ten seconds after Bai Jinshu sent out the request, the other party quickly accepted the friend request and launched a barrage of attacks on him.

【Oh my god! 】

[Brother Ao, is that you? Brother Ao! ]

[I am not seeing things, brother! ]

[It should be Skao instead of Oscar, right? Am I seeing that right? ]

[Damn, I actually have your precious friend Wei Ao Ge! ]

【Brother Ao, you still remember me! 】

[Brother, I am the rice noodle roll. You didn’t add the wrong person, right?! ]

[Shouldn’t there be any, brother Ao???]

Bai Jinshu: ...

This fat guy... is so noisy...

How could there be someone like his agent, Lao Wu, who would get his eyes hurt just by reading the text messages from the other party...

Then he sent a message without hesitation: [If you keep talking nonsense, I will delete you as my friend. ]

The chat box suddenly went quiet.

Lu Changfeng wailed silently on the other side of the screen.

It's him, Ao Ge! It's definitely him, Ao Ge!

No one else can send such cold words with hands at 37 degrees!

[Brother Ao, do you have something to talk to me about? ]

Lu Changfeng thought about it again and again, and felt that this sentence should not be nonsense, so he clicked send with trepidation.

[Yes.] The message from the other side was still concise.

[Where are you going to work on your next project? I just hired a new person and it’s his first time to work on the high-end space. I’m on vacation and don’t have time to take care of him. I’ll leave him there so he won’t die in the project.]

[Ah... high-end space...] Unexpectedly, Lu Changfeng's message box appeared after a long time.

He replied hesitantly: [But my next project has already been decided to be in a mid-range space, together with Sister Yan.]

[Sister Yan is Guan Hongyan. Brother Ao, you should know her. I met her in the last project. There is also Brother Shemochuchu. Brother Chuchu said he knows you...]

Of course he knew him. He just came out of the previous project. It would be strange if he didn't recognize himself.

Bai Jinshu rolled his eyes silently in his heart: [Let’s talk business.]

[Oh, business!] Lu Changfeng suddenly came back to his senses, [Because my worldview in the last dimension was too dangerous, the last rule was upgraded from A to S, and our entire team almost got lost, so after I came out, I felt that I might be going directly from the low end to the high end, which was a big step and could easily cause trouble. It just so happened that Sister Yan had a friend who asked her to go to a very famous project. Sister Yan heard that I was planning to go to the mid-end, so she asked me if I wanted to come along.]

[Which project? ]

[Night City,] Lu Changfeng popped up a project link, [Sister Yan said that this project was originally included in the high-end space, but more than a dozen teams have entered it, and the rules have been explored, but there is a core rule that no one can find, resulting in the project not being completed.]

[The project took too long and cost too much, so the high-end investors who initially invested in this project held a meeting and planned to take the initiative to downgrade this space to B+, put it in the public live broadcast area, and attract mid-level investors to invest openly, thereby reducing some costs. ]

[Sister Yan said that all the rules and operating rules of this space are of high-end space standards, and all the basic rules have been explored almost completely. It is just right for newcomers like me who have just entered the high-end space to try my hand and feel the atmosphere.] Lu Changfeng paused here, [Hey, then newcomers from your place can also come here. Sister Yan said that this project is now considered mid-range, and explorers can freely choose to enter. If you have enough points and the exploration team members with authority above B+ can choose.]

[Okay, I got it.] Bai Jin replied with this message and ended the conversation.

He clicked on the project link that Lu Changfeng sent over and took a look.

Unknown Space: Night City

[The Foundation predicts that the collection level: B+ (originally A)]

[Explorer team personnel rating: minimum of 6 people]

[The longest time this unknown space can be explored: five days]

[The interface is well connected, and miracle redemption and use are open normally]

[Dear pioneer JS5418345, this project is rated B+, which is a mid-range space. You can choose this project and join the exploration. ]

[Current exploration team: 3 people, the unknown space will be opened at 6:00 am in 28 days. If the exploration team is not full by then, automatic matching and replenishment will be enabled. ]

It seems that the three people selected are Guan Hongyan, Lu Changfeng, and a friend who invited Guan Hongyan to this project.

【Do you want to select this item? 】

【 whether 】

Bai Jinshu clicked [Yes].

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light.

Crazy flashing lights.

Bai Jinshu was wearing a slim black suit and standing in front of the screen at the premiere.

The actors next to him introduced themselves one by one. The director handed him a microphone. He took it and smiled distantly: "Hello everyone, I am Bai Jinshu, and I play the role of Isaac in this film."

"Is Teacher Bai getting into character now?" came the cheers of familiar reporters from the audience.

"If you notice, you will find that," Bai Jinshu was not embarrassed by the loud teasing, and smiled naturally while holding the microphone, "Everyone present today is wearing promotional clothing with our movie logo printed on it, except for me who is wearing a suit."

"You can guess why." The director next to him laughed.

"Isn't it because Mr. Bai has a heavy idol burden?" Someone made a joke below.

"Of course not," Bai Jinshu smiled, "Maybe it's because they are in the same group. They excluded me and didn't tell me what to wear to the premiere today."

The reporters burst into laughter.

The director held up a microphone and tried to hold back his laughter as he explained, "It's because at the end of the movie, the other characters represent the human camp, and only the metal character represents absolute rationality."

"We all know that Mr. Bai likes to play villains. In the previous promotions, everyone showed up except Mr. Bai. Is it because his role is extremely important and they wanted to hide his role until the end?" a reporter asked enthusiastically.

“No, no, no,” Bai Jinshu shook his head mysteriously, “In fact, I also appeared in the promotion. I am everywhere.”

The sound of cameras clicking was incessant.

The director took the initiative to say, "In fact, Isaac, played by Metal this time, is an extremely special character. In the film, he is a supreme intelligent machine who abandons his human body and plunges into the torrent of data. Therefore, 50% of the special effects fee of the crew was spent on Metal. He is the most expensive man in this film."

Amid good-natured laughter, the lights gradually dimmed and the theater fell into darkness.

The investor's logo and the movie's license flashed by quickly, and then the screen returned to silence.

A blue mechanical eye composed entirely of data streams and jagged edges suddenly lit up on the empty screen, and a restrained and gentle deep male voice sounded.

It is the first sentence at the beginning of all promotional videos:

"The end-to-end data has been received, and the regional control authority has been enabled."

"Hello, you can call me Isaac, welcome to the new world."

The author has something to say:

The next chapter will be the third dungeon! Night City is on the march, the vest is the highest intelligence, and Isaac is a villain AI that I have always wanted to write!

Just came out of Cthulhu, and plunged into another unpopular theme, cyberpunk... My dears, please don't fatten me up and don't abandon me, otherwise I really don't dare to touch unpopular themes again QAQ

Yes, yes, the final mechanism mystery of the next copy is very interesting. Hantang’s entire outline and writing goal is to make sure no one can guess it before the last minute!

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It's the Sunday Rich Lady Appreciation Conference again! Welcome all Tomson Yipin owners! Thanks to the pretty lady for airdropping 2000 Moonstones on the 13th, 478 Moonstones on the 18th, and 139 Moonstones on the 19th!

The option to invest moonstones is available on the PC. There is an option on the PC article details directory, but I can't see who invested here_(:з」∠)_Investing moonstones seems to have no use except sponsoring a 500 moonstone save slot for Hantang orz