Chapter 162 The Destroyer (Bug Fix): Who says it's meaningless?



Chapter 162 The Destroyer (Bug Fix): Who says it's meaningless?

If this were before Wang Xiao transmigrated into the book, he felt that with his current strength, a large number of young and handsome men would definitely throw themselves at him.

Why? Because not only is she rich, she can also make cakes.

She holds the major IP "The Great Swordsman," and the first season successfully swept across Eastern Europe and a circle of CIS countries, making several Romanian local stars.

If she wants to write a story about Lolita Island and expand her influence, then not leveraging existing intellectual property would be a waste of the resources she has.

Wang Xiao sat down at the computer and started typing away.

The plot is very simple.

The young apprentice in "The Great Swordsman" has a childhood sweetheart, a girl, with whom he often goes to school and plays together.

One day, the little girl suddenly disappeared. The little boy went to her house to look for her, and her grandmother said that her father had taken her abroad to live a good life.

But the little boy unexpectedly found her father at the casino, and the whole story of going abroad was a lie.

Then, as for how to track down and find his friends, well, Wang Xiao doesn't have the ability to construct a story.

The boss never overestimated herself or forced herself to do things her way; she left the task to a professional playwright.

Her job was to describe the various evils of Lolita Island, and the shamelessness and cruelty of the celebrities who enjoyed themselves on the island.

Wang Xiao faxed the draft outline to the screenwriter in Romania. After reading it, the latter couldn't help but make an international call to his boss: "Isn't this a bit too much?"

This is utterly absurd, is this even human?

Wang Xiao emphasized seriously, "It's not made up; I haven't gone into too much detail yet."

She's barely there yet.

The investigation documents released by the US courts are just the tip of the iceberg.

When Epstein "committed suicide" in prison, the prison guards were fast asleep, the surveillance cameras malfunctioned at just the right moment, and his fellow inmates left at the perfect time.

Everything is a mockery of ordinary people by the powerful: you know he was silenced, but what can you do about it?

More ugliness is yet to come.

Even the so-called Lolita Island itself is just a tiny, insignificant part of it, a pastime, an appetizer.

Or rather, the very term "Loli Island" obscures the focus; its true essence lies in providing a venue for illicit transactions between the powerful and wealthy.

Officials seek to monetize their power through rent-seeking.

Businessmen want to connect with political circles in order to pave a smooth road for their businesses.

Professionals like judges and lawyers are eager to turn their "expertise" into glittering cash.

As for academic bigwigs, well, their status as bigwigs only becomes truly prestigious when it's officially recognized. Once recognized, this status translates into power within academia, which can also translate into boundless material enjoyment.

Other figures from the financial sector and celebrities involved also had their own motives and intentions, each of which was rife with ugliness.

Their political brokers, who were connected to them, conveniently "committed suicide," which was a relief to them.

Anyway, even if this middleman is gone, there will be another one. As long as the system remains unchanged, the market will never disappear.

Ivanov, looking through her printed documents, frowned and complained, "That's it? The island was bombed and sunk, the island owner died and that's it? What about that mysterious person in the office? What's the meaning of Paradise No. 2? Shouldn't they be brought to justice, no, faced with the judgment of the world?"

The playwright shouted on the phone, "No, Mr. Ivanov, we can't do that. Miss Wang's arrangement is the best. If the filming goes well, we can naturally use it as a hook to make another story."

Wang Xiao was speechless.

She really hadn't thought about the hook.

She wrote this simply because the fact that Lolita Island was investigated and made public in the real world does not mean that the matter is over.

Those arrogant and shameless elites have countless similar venues, such as secret clubs located somewhere.

Ivanov frowned as he flipped through the pages, puzzled: "This person isn't a pervert, so why would she do this? She herself finds it disgusting, wait, she's still a lady."

"The blood oath!" the playwright interrupted again. "Have you read 'Water Margin'? The blood oath for joining Liangshan is similar to a blood oath for murder. Of course, they are more despicable, more vile, and have no bottom line."

Ivanov looked puzzled and incredulous: "Why write it like this? They don't actually seem to care about this at all."

"Because it's a pastime, a ritual. Pedophilia can be forcibly whitewashed as an uncontrollable disease. And they are simply bad."

They knew how terrible, how vicious, and how utterly shameless this was.

They simply don't care; they use this method to demonstrate their disregard for social order and morality. They are the kings of the world, and nothing can restrain or control them.

A Romanian playwright, a devoted fan of *Water Margin*, immediately offered some background information: "It's like the Liangshan heroes eating beef. At that time in China, eating oxen was illegal; cattle were important tools of production. They used this method to show they weren't afraid of the law."

Wang Xiao was speechless. "Brother, can you give me a different example? Can this be compared to the 108 heroes?"

However, the general message was conveyed: it mainly targets the lowly people, expressing their anger, resentment, and urges them to continue kneeling.

However, playwrights did not blindly support the idea; they also had their own opposing opinions.

“That father took the child away, that’s not right.” He earnestly advised Wang Xiao, “Miss Wang, you don’t have to insist that men are evil.”

It seems that independent women these days are all about putting men down.

“This arrangement is illogical. The little girl’s grandmother knows what kind of person her son is. She would never trust him, much less entrust the child to him and let him take her abroad.”

Wang Xiao immediately denied it: "Evil people are not limited to men and women, and there are also bad women in the script."

Look at that political bigwig's wife, that lawyer. They clearly knew that their client had indeed raped a young girl, but in order to gain fame and increase their professional reputation, they deliberately smeared the victim, exploited loopholes, and helped their client clear their name.

She won the case, but the innocent victim was devastated, his life was completely ruined, and he became addicted to drugs.

Isn't this female lawyer vicious enough? She uses other people's suffering as fodder for gossip, smugly boasting about how shrewd she is and how adept she is at using her mastery of legal knowledge.

She emphasized, "In fact, she is even more disgusting. She is a shameless traitor who betrays women and uses her female identity to pretend to be one."

All right.

The playwright reluctantly accepted that she did not assign good and evil based on gender.

However, he still insisted that the plot of the girl's father taking her away was illogical.

Grandma had no reason to let all of this happen.

“The foreign couple who adopted the little girl.” Wang Xiao added a detail directly, “The father brought a polite foreign couple to his home. The couple lived a comfortable life and had respectable jobs.”

Grandma is already very old and doesn't know how much longer she can live. She also doesn't have enough income to support herself and her granddaughter.

The leu has been depreciating, and prices have been rising. Grandma's savings of many years have become worthless. Oh, and by the way—

After the little girl was found, the little boy complained that his grandmother shouldn't have trusted bad people so easily, which resulted in pushing her granddaughter into a pit of fire.

Grandma told him she had no other choice. She didn't even dare to doubt that the foreigners who came to adopt her granddaughter were bad people.

Because this was her last straw, she had no other hope but to pray to God for protection, relying on a slim chance and hoping that foreigners had a conscience.

Yes, at the end of the movie, when this scene takes place, the neighbor's child is also adopted by foreigners.

The child's siblings were still jealous of his good fortune, saying he was going to live a good life abroad.

At this moment, the lawyer's maniacal laughter echoes back: conscience, our conscience has a price tag.

That's roughly the idea; anyway, you've written some memorable quotes.

"Yes, the little boy and his master came out of the little girl's house and encountered workers on their way to Germany to pick asparagus, as well as young people who were going abroad to work."

Oh dear, she suddenly understood why so many people wanted to be directors.

Because that image was already in her mind, she couldn't wait to see the real thing.

But she's afraid of hardship and fatigue, and she would never take over the work of professionals; she only makes her own requests.

Ivanov suddenly spoke up from the side: "What's the point? What the master and his disciple did is meaningless."

He held up two fingers. "The island was blown up, but there are still countless secret bases like this. The little girl was found, but there are still countless children like her being adopted abroad in an endless stream."

"God, who knows if they've been led to some kind of hellish place like Lolita Island."

Was the hero busy all day just for nothing?

It's completely meaningless.

“It makes sense,” Wang Xiao emphasized. “The island was sunk, at least the criminals and their accomplices on the island are dead. Once all this trash is completely wiped out, then there will be peace. Even if they aren’t all dead yet—”

She quoted Che Guevara: “After we leave, they will build you schools and hospitals, and they will raise your wages, not because they have a change of heart, nor because they have become good people, but because we were here.”

Only through struggle can rights be won.

Those who have vested interests are willing to loosen their grip not because they are morally superior or have a change of heart, but out of fear—the fear of being strangled.

The playwright had to remind her, "Miss Wang, this isn't suitable."

This is a typical example of exporting revolution, which is inconsistent with the current mainstream values ​​in Romania.

Wang Xiao understands.

Currently, Romanian art and literature mainly satirize and criticize the repressive policies of former President Cusco.

That unique period of history has provided creators with a constant source of inspiration and countless absurd materials.

Wang Xiao felt that bringing up these contents again now and repeatedly criticizing them, while meaningful, might not be that significant.

At least for now, the real predicament facing Romania, or rather the whole of Eastern Europe and the CIS countries, is economic downturn and a lack of legal framework.

And the various social problems that result from this.

What they need to consider is how to change the status quo.

Even if we can't change things, we should at least warn the world and prevent its citizens and compatriots from naively believing that the moon is bigger and rounder in Western capitalist countries and from having unrealistic fantasies.

As the playwright listened to his boss's endless chatter, he wondered to himself, "Why is she emphasizing all this?"

Oh, this is actually a subtle form of business warfare, using cultural export as a means to attack competitors and promote one's own products.

Eastern Europe today, the CIS countries, all of which have their flags flying over their borders, except for Hungary and Poland which are in slightly better economic condition, are completely unable to be self-sufficient. To put it bluntly, they have all become dumping grounds for foreign goods.

Among them, developed capitalist countries in Europe and America are admired by the Russians, so their products have an inherent halo effect, and even if they are expensive, they have a considerable number of fans.

Chinese goods are of good quality and inexpensive, but they are not satisfied with the low-to-mid-range market and want to attract more high-quality customers; the only way to achieve this is through cultural export, emphasizing that their competitors are not so upright or virtuous, nor do they represent a bright and beautiful future.

Sure enough, when the boss discussed the details with him next, he talked about various cultural elements.

For example, when the expert commented on the significance of Lolita Island, he said there was nothing special about it; it was just a replica of the eunuch interference in politics in ancient China.

Eunuchs may not seem like much, but they have the power to reach the emperor, so whether they are high-ranking officials in the central government, regional governors, or wealthy merchants, they all have to try their best to please them.

He became the king of a hidden underground kingdom.

But he was also very vulnerable; if the emperor turned against him, he could easily become a prisoner.

Good heavens, thank goodness "The Last Emperor" is a global hit, otherwise people probably wouldn't understand what "eunuch" means.

This is a comment that only a Chinese person could make.

Wang Xiao sighed, "There's nothing we can do. China has a long history, and we've seen all sorts of filthy, smelly, and shameless things."

Ivanov chimed in from the side, "If that's the case, it's a miracle that China is still around today."

Wang Xiao replied without hesitation: "China has a civilization, a civilization with a long history of thousands of years. Are kings and generals born with a special destiny? It tells us that we should act when necessary, and no one is born noble. Besides, when eunuchs interfered in politics, the civil service also fought against them."

She brought up the US herself, saying, "The US is no good. What kind of civilization does the US have? It's just a bunch of robbers, selfish and self-serving to the core, and has no sense of righteousness whatsoever."

Okay, let's skip this topic.

The playwright has no interest in criticizing American values.

In any case, the location of Lolita Island in the movie is fictional, and it doesn't specify which country the people are from.

He is now focusing on the points of confusion in the hastily drafted outline.

"What are those famous celebrities doing on the island?"

As the playwright knows, Western celebrities are very wealthy, which is a completely different concept from actors and singers under a socialist system.

"Are they going to the island to spend money? Do female celebrities do this too?"

"No, it's to maintain their youth. They are also part of the play, and the island allows them to keep their youthful and beautiful image. At the same time, in return, they have to use their identities to help promote the values ​​of that group on the island."

The idea that artistic works export values ​​is a well-known fact and there is absolutely no need to discuss it.

Even though Wang Xiao specifically cited an example, pointing out that there was a scene in the newly filmed movie that reflected the classic story of pedophilia.

It should be emphasized that the little girl seduces the old man out of vanity and expresses her love to him continuously out of admiration; the old man is infatuated with her love, becomes infatuated, and is led by the nose by the little girl.

The playwright didn't react much either. A series of films starring Shirley Temple, a child star who was wildly popular in the 1930s. If you look closely, you'll be disgusted by the creators' shamelessness and malice.

What he was curious about was: "How do you stay young and ageless?"

Wang Xiao got stuck.

She dared not speak about the relationship between the Rejuvenation Needle and Lolita Island.

She was afraid that after the film was shown, some depraved bastards would get inspired and actually abuse children to extract hormones to make rejuvenation injections.

Although these are just rumors, she hasn't seen any concrete evidence.

But she felt the rumors did have some credibility. As an online influencer, how could she not understand the cosmetic surgery industry?

She discussed this issue with several leading figures in the medical aesthetics industry, and they all agreed that it was highly credible.

The Rejuvenation Needle is really weird; its effects are very similar to those of hormones.

Since that's the case, Wang Xiao shouldn't be the one to fan the flames.

Even if she was powerless to stop it, she couldn't force it to happen.

She could only give a vague answer: "It's a kind of evil magic, energy obtained by abusing children."

Although the playwright found it absurd, he still kindly added details for his boss: "I understand, it's like the murderous countess of the Middle Ages. She would kill young girls and bathe in their blood to maintain her youth forever."

Wang Xiao wanted to say that it wasn't the same thing, but she was really worried, so she could only give a vague answer: "That's roughly the idea."

OK, that doubt has been resolved, and it makes some sense logically now.

Humans will stop at nothing to achieve immortality and become utterly wicked.

In different cultural legends, both young boys and girls are endowed with mysterious powers.

Big stars rely on their looks for a living, and the so-called secrets to eternal youth are indeed very attractive to them, making them willing to pay any price to obtain them.

Yes, it's good that there's a time limit to staying young.

It's like a drug, making big stars addicted and never able to break free on their own.

They appear glamorous and radiant in public, surrounded by admirers, as if they represent all the good things in the world.

Behind closed doors, they are like hyenas, greedy and utterly devoid of conscience.

The playwright and Wang Xiao then came up with another typical superstar representative.

In the public eye, she is a goddess who is devoted to charity and incredibly kind to children.

Behind the scenes, the orphans she supposedly adopted were the source of her youthful and beautiful appearance.

Her beauty was built upon the suffering of her children.

The playwright secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness the boss had suggested that the superstar should be a female celebrity, not necessarily a male one.

Otherwise, he would have to find a way to persuade his boss again—female celebrities have always paid more attention to their image than male celebrities, and they constantly fuss over their faces.

However, he underestimated his boss, who then added more lines to the script about this.

When female celebrities experience adverse effects on their faces, they loudly complain: "Do you think I want this? People only stare at women's faces. If I were a man, my wrinkles could be seen as a testament to wisdom and life experience, instead of being an object of ridicule."

Wang Xiao emphasized, "That's roughly the idea. You decide how to write the lines yourself. Oh, and—"

One point she had to emphasize was that "the person making the phone call in the office, whose face was not shown, had to be identified as male."

She wouldn't allow any rebuttal, "because this is a patriarchal society, and even that smug female lawyer is nothing more than an accomplice, a lackey of the powerful."

Power turns people into monsters; they are, in fact, monsters consumed by desire.

The playwright kept saying "oh oh oh".

It's perfectly normal for the mastermind behind the scenes to be male; in this world, the vast majority of those who truly hold the power of discourse are men.

Women who stand in the spotlight often represent the interests of men, and are even more proactive than men.

He went through the script again from beginning to end, and felt a very subtle feeling.

This is somewhat similar to old socialist propaganda films, which portray the capitalist world as teeming with villains who specifically target and persecute socialist citizens.

It doesn't seem like a good idea.

There are always treacherous subjects who want to harm me.

Wang Xiao wanted to roll her eyes, but she still respected the professional's true feelings.

She only emphasized: "Who says the bosses on Lolita Island only harm foreign citizens? This island has always existed, and in addition to children trafficked from Asia and Latin America, there are also a large number of their own boys and girls."

Those children who run away from home, and those whose parents are addicted to drugs and unable to support them, are all targets of harm.

Because the islanders knew that their guardians were powerless to seek justice for them, and that they were, in effect, orphans.

Oh, and we could add a plot point.

For example, when promoting new products to the bigwigs on the island, they emphasize that these are novel varieties that the islanders have never tried before. Now, everyone can finally taste them.

Then the islanders complained that bringing them back from abroad had cost a lot of money. But thankfully, it was a one-time solution.

While it's cheap and convenient to lure children from their home country to the island, it carries significant risks and hidden dangers.

Yes, that's exactly how they are; they comment on living, breathing people as casually as if they were discussing a product.

Therefore, the key point is not nationality, but social class.

Those in power can mock the lower classes with impunity: Who gave you the illusion that we belong to the same kind of creature?

The playwright was dumbfounded. Good heavens, he had been struck in the knee and stabbed countless times in the chest.

Wang Xiao, the boss, hadn't realized the harm he was causing to the working class. He enthusiastically said, "I'll draw a map of the island, and you can use that to build the set. Hmm, let's work on the script first. I hope to film it as soon as possible."

After she hung up the phone, she turned around and saw Ivanov's thoughtful face.

Wang Xiao subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth; she was eating cake and drinking milk tea while making an international call.

Did you leave something on your lips that you didn't wipe clean?

I don't think so. The small mirror is spotless.

Ivanov finally spoke: "Your Majesty, is everything you've described the future society you dreamed of?"

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night; dreams are definitely a reflection of reality.

Wang Xiao hesitated. What she said was indeed too sensational, and it wasn't convincing to say that she had just made it up on the spot.

She could only hum and laugh: "Yes, yes, it was in my dream, something that happened in the future society about ten years from now."

Ivanov pressed further, "Is it from the same era as your last science fiction novel?"

Wang Xiao nodded and added, "Yes, because there were many surveillance cameras on the island back then. Those children couldn't escape even if they wanted to; there were countless unseen eyes watching them."

The resulting horror effect should be quite astonishing.

Just as Wang Xiao was about to emphasize this point to the playwright again, Ivanov curled his lip and said, "It's clear that the era you're talking about wasn't so wonderful either. War and oppression never disappeared."

Mouth!

Wang Xiao was about to lose his temper. "You don't hit someone in the face! How can you do this?"

She glared at him fiercely: "So we must stop these things from happening and only keep the beautiful parts."

Suddenly, all her passion for creating vanished.

The angry boss Wang stood up. No, she had to contact Factory Director Wu and have a serious talk about the LCD TV.

This must have some meaning, right?

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