Chapter 86
On the day that the Under the Sea Art PV was released, it was on the popular list of the official Steam website, and the number of reservations even reached over a million.
The game official also said that the main storyline is free and you can have a complete experience without spending any money.
As a witness, Lawyer Bian also made an appointment.
The days passed slowly, and Bian Lu gradually settled down in Area A. It had been almost three months since he last saw An Jing.
Out of boredom, he opened TT and asked: What are you busy with recently?
An Jing replied immediately: "Very busy. I want to use my limited life to create infinite value."
Bian Lu chuckled and said, "I've heard a lot of gossip about you, about how you once loved your art teacher but couldn't get him, and how he was abandoned even after spending money to make her a big star. Were you so innocent before?"
An Jing, who was preparing lessons in his office, paused and replied impatiently, "I don't have any obligation to explain my private life to you."
"Let's make friends," Bian Lu said. "Let's go diving together?"
An Jing originally wanted to refuse, but the An and Cheng families had a family dinner on the weekend, so he agreed. He would rather spend time with Bian Lu than stay at home and play with them.
So An Jing sent a line of text to Cheng Jiacheng: I have an appointment with other people this weekend, it’s just for dinner, you just go back.
Cheng Jiacheng: We just had a meal together, why do you hate me so much?
Unfortunately, An Jing wouldn't answer her at all.
Blue Island Base was short on supplies, especially food. Furthermore, the light-hardened walls were experiencing repeated failures, with leaks occurring almost everywhere except Area D. All of this created a state of panic, with internal and external troubles plaguing the base.
Under this kind of social pressure, diving has become a sport that suits the current national conditions. After all, it is an underwater base, and interacting with water more often is a way of showing respect for nature.
The azure ocean was shimmering, and it looked like daytime above. The transparent waves projected on people looked like flesh-colored fish.
"You really came fully equipped?" Bian Lu looked at him. "I'm impressed. This depth is at most a swimming pool."
At this moment, An Jing seemed conservative, covered in a black swimsuit and wearing waterproof glasses.
"What's it to you?" An Jing ignored him and jumped into the water with a splash.
Bian Lu actually can't swim, so he didn't even bring any equipment with him. He was dressed formally and sat on a beach chair in a daze.
An Jing's bag was right next to him. While drinking water soaked with orange peels, Bian Lu tilted his eyes and saw a dark grey block that was flashing with light.
He took it curiously and studied it for a long time without understanding what it was. With a click, a remote control fell out of An Jing's bag.
Bian Lu picked it up and casually pressed the X button. As a result, the small cube in his hand instantly turned into the shape of a person, and - looked exactly like An Jing.
"Who are you? Where is An Jing?" Lu Chao looked around and asked this.
Bian Lu was shocked and asked, "What are you?"
Lu Chao gave him a look of disdain. "Don't you read the news? Have you heard of the concept of cyber data people? What about An Jing?"
"Swimming in the water." Bian Lu answered, then stood up and walked around Lu Chao, looking at him with curiosity.
When I touched it, there was no substance.
He received Lu Chao's disgusted and awkward look.
"How amazing!" Bian Lu marveled. Has technology advanced to this point? Has holographic projection technology developed to the point where it can be carried around with you?
"You're very expensive, aren't you? This An Jing is so fucking narcissistic." Bian Lu was extremely amused and said, "He actually used his own face to create the cyber data man. I'm dying of laughter. Teacher An is really good. He even played Narcissus."
Lu Chao did not refute him. After all, his identity did need to be kept secret, so he did not care much and just lay down on An Jing's beach chair to enjoy himself.
"Hey, how much did you sell it for?" Bian Lu was genuinely impressed. He waved his hand to fan away his shadow and jokingly asked, "Is this a new product from Kodak? I occasionally visit their website, but I've never seen anything like yours."
As he spoke, Bian Lu looked around and fortunately there was no one else here.
"Of course it's not available on the market." An Jing emerged from the water and said, "He's the result of a teacher and friend of mine's life's research. It's no exaggeration to say he's his precious son."
He took off his glasses, looking uncomfortable, snatched the remote control from Bian Lu's hand, and put Lu Chao away. He wondered why he brought him here today, and why he was seen by an outsider like Bian Lu.
"I won't tell anyone, Teacher An." Bian Lu replied.
An Jing wiped his hair with a dry towel without saying anything. Bian Lu reclined in his chair, glanced at him, and said, "I find you quite mysterious. The more I interact with you, the more unsolved mysteries you reveal. You're quite alluring, you know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, An Jing slammed the towel in his hand onto Bian Lu's face and said, "Tell me specifically, what's so mysterious about me?"
Bian Lu pulled the towel down, smiled playfully, and replied, "As the son of a top official in Lanzhou, as long as you don't commit suicide and live an honest life, you can live a free and easy life, even if you don't say it's a carefree life. But why do you get into so much trouble, just to contradict your father?"
An Jing turned around abruptly, his brow furrowed. He spoke each word with great emphasis, "It's precisely because I'm my father's son that I bear so many responsibilities I absolutely refuse to shoulder. What I'm doing now is simply seeking a better path for my future, nothing more."
"No, no, no." Bian Lu saw through An Jing's thoughts and pierced An Jing's deepest desire. He said, "You really want to prove to the outside world that you can do better than your father, right?"
“…” An Jing did not refute him.
"You want to be An Jing himself, not An Xingmin's son." Bian Lu said bluntly, "Right?"
"Yes." An Jing finally admitted it.
The second generation's worries lie here. They are proud of their parents' prestige and achievements, but at the same time, they also feel a sense of depression that is always shrouded by them.
An Jing: "Your guess is somewhat reasonable. I admit that I am a rebellious person, but I also believe in my own judgment and choices. Life is like chess; once you make a move, there is no regret. You make your own choices, and you bear the consequences."
Bian Lu looked at him with interest.
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The good times didn't last long. Just one week after the official release of the game "Undersea Art", a well-known game reviewer pointed out the cultural distortion. The game topped the hot list and the comment section was full of abuse. The ocean party and the land party started fighting.
Netizen: This is too much, brothers. The game planner is a talent. He directly implies that the Blue Continent Base is destroying the underwater ecological chain. This is definitely the behavior of a land-based party.
Netizen: Too blunt, do you really think we Blue Continent people are idiots? No wonder, such a big S+ production has the main storyline free, Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone.
Netizen: @蓝星之光电视 is here to work, there are land parties here.
Netizen: Eyes opened, guys! Someone has dug it out! Do you know who this An Jing is? Our Chief An's son! I'm blown away! He's actually a member of the Land Party and a graduate student advisor at Blue Continent University. Oh my god, what has become of our Blue Continent?!
Netizen: @蓝洲每日@蓝星之光电视 Without further ado, this is a question of stance.
When the Discipline Inspection Commission rushed into An Jing's office, he was smoking a cigarette, looking very calm, as if it was expected.
"Teacher An, we are from the Blue Continent Discipline Inspection Committee." The leading man showed him his ID and said, "Excuse me, did you personally form the creative team for the game 'Under the Sea Art'?"
An Jing nodded wearily and continued smoking. Someone came and tentatively took the cigarette from his hand. Upon closer inspection, they discovered it was actually a fruit cigarette, which was classified as a drug by the Blue Continent Base.
"Is it fruit cigarettes?" someone muttered in horror.
"Yes. I'm not mistaken, it really is."
As everyone present's expression changed, An Jing suddenly smirked and was taken away immediately afterwards.
When he got on the car, he was put in a black hood, like a criminal who had killed someone, until he was taken to the nearest police station and detained in an interrogation room.
The police chief hung up the phone, his expression became serious, and then he signaled the media to suspend the interview, while he went to the interrogation room in person with questions.
The mask was removed, and An Jing was the first to answer, "I just collaborated with a friend to create a game. Is that a crime? Furthermore, ever since humans migrated to the Blue Continent underwater base, they have been invading marine life. My story is meant to inspire people to respect nature. Am I wrong?"
"Then why do you take drugs?" the young police officer asked him, pulling out a cigarette box he had searched his pocket and saying, "These are fruit cigarettes. You won't miss them."
"But in Xia Country, it's just a kind of smoke." An Jing suddenly laughed, his expression becoming ferocious. He said, "I have half Xia Country blood in me, so I admit that I am a Xia Country person. What's wrong with that?"
An Jing suddenly stood up and shouted, "Zhao Xiao, aren't all the people who come to the Blue Continent Base immigrants? You pushed my father into being the scapegoat, and now you want to brainwash me into thinking this shabby place is my home and country? Impossible!"
The male interrogator was stunned, and the female transcriber seemed to be persuaded. They looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.
"Your father just called me." The door opened, and the police chief looked fierce, but his voice was soft. "He asked what you were trying to achieve."
"I want to go to Xia Country." An Jing suddenly became anxious and said, "I..." Before he finished speaking, he felt as if he had reached a dead end. If this matter became a big deal, the Xia government might not be willing to accept him.
"No," the police chief said gravely. "I have two options. First, go back and modify the game's core. You can continue teaching at the university and pretend nothing happened. Second, if you don't cooperate, we'll have to spend a few days in jail."
"Who are you?!" An Jing was furious. He kicked the table away. Once again, he was powerless, just like the unspeakable pain he felt when he was raped as a child.
"Blue Island is just an island! It won't last forever! Why do you insist on staying here and seeking your own death?!" An Jing roared. No matter how the people around him tried to pull him back, it was no use. He was venting his emotions as if he had a seizure. Feelings of anger, helplessness, pain and powerlessness surged up all at once.
"Call the hospital! Yes, the mental hospital!"
The situation was so chaotic that An Jing had forgotten exactly what he had done. Only after the tranquilizer was injected into the back of his hand did he vaguely hear someone say, "This person's illness is easy to cure, but the only thing he's worried about is his mental illness... Poor thing, he's such a young university professor."
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