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When Mo Mingrui stepped off the spacecraft and stepped onto the land of China, he felt as if he was in another world.

It has been almost a month since the Spring Festival, and the New Year atmosphere in the air has completely disappeared. Several children ran past him with laughter, and several sparrows chirped on the branches. What a peaceful day it was.

It was so peaceful that it seemed as if the tragic war only existed in his dreams.

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He stopped a flying vehicle in a daze, entered the destination on the smart screen, and then leaned on the soft sofa in a daze.

Mo Mingrui stayed on the front line for half a year.

Although it was called the front line, the place where he lived was actually a long distance away from the front line. He lived in a military fortress with some commanders and staff officers. A secret and safe military fortress.

There were no humans on the real front line, only robots.

They were cannon fodder used to consume the Zerg's troops.

The Zerg don't have as many robots as humans, but they have a steady stream of fearless steel soldiers.

In terms of combat effectiveness, these Zerg soldiers are not much worse than those robots made of machine parts.

So at the beginning of the war, the United Nations was already prepared for a protracted war.

Even so, many people expressed optimism: the process is tortuous, but the ending is bright, and the final victory must belong to humans.

... It's really a fool's dream.

Mo Mingrui closed his eyes now, and the tragic scene of that day still emerged in his mind.

There was a big hole in the titanium roof of the military fortress, and a huge claw poked out of the hole.

It was the Zerg. All kinds of strange insects jumped in from the hole, forming a dense torrent, and attacked them overwhelmingly.

Mo Mingrui had never seen so many insects in his life!

He didn't bother to think about why the alarm didn't sound, why the guards were vacant, but just desperately moved his legs to escape.

There were screams, wailing, chewing, heavy objects falling to the ground, and strange "puff" sounds like milk tea beads being squeezed and bursting.

Mo Mingrui knew what that sound was.

He mustered up the courage to turn his head and glanced.

With that one glance, the blood in his body turned cold, he staggered, his brain was dizzy, and his stomach was churning.

If a cleaning robot hadn't carried him and taken him away, then the next moment it would be Mo Mingrui's turn to hear that weird "puff" sound.

...That was the sound made when human internal organs were stepped on and burst.

Later, Mo Mingrui's memory was very vague. In a trance, he seemed to be taken to a closed space by the robot.

After the safety door fell, all the sounds from the outside world were completely isolated, and all the killing, death and blood were far away from him. Everything just now seemed to be just a nightmare.

As long as he opened his eyes, those people would come back to life.

Mo Mingrui fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

After the doctor conducted a basic cognitive test on him, an officer pushed the door open and said seriously: "Mr. Mo Mingrui, I am a special investigator from the military. There are some things I need to know about this accident. I hope you can cooperate."

Mo Mingrui's expression was completely blank. He stared at the special commissioner, lowered his voice, and squeezed out a roar from his throat: "Besides me, how many people survived?"

The special commissioner was silent for a moment, and the human sadness finally emerged in the eyes of this serious and upright man, "Twenty-three people."

Mo Mingrui didn't know what expression he showed at the time, but he knew that the special commissioner patted his shoulder and said dryly: "I'm sorry, we are late."

Mo Mingrui's voice was so hoarse that it didn't sound like a human voice. "Why?" He stared at the special commissioner with red eyes, "Why was there no alarm? Why was there no guard interception? Why didn't the emergency procedure start?"

The special commissioner's expression was cold and hard, "This is exactly the purpose of our conversation... Someone turned off the central intelligent brain and let the Zerg in."

Mo Mingrui's face turned pale.

Is it a puppet or a traitor?

He would rather believe it was the former.

If it was the latter... he would really collapse.

Mo Mingrui recuperated in the sanatorium for two whole months. He was not physically injured, but his spirit was scarred.

He had PTSD, or post-war psychological syndrome. The psychiatrist conducted psychological intervention and treatment on him for two months, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

Finally, the sanatorium decided to let Mo Mingrui go home and heal his inner trauma with a peaceful atmosphere and the warmth of family and friends.

Mo Mingrui ended his memories and stared blankly at the scenery flashing quickly outside the window.

He deliberately chose the slowest speed just to be able to carefully appreciate the roadside scenery.

These worldly fireworks that he had long been accustomed to in the past were exactly the medicine to save him now.

Only the peaceful scenery could make him forget that nightmare day for a short time.

Suddenly, the electronic screen on the roadside came into his eyes. The electronic screen was playing the trailer of "The Five-Star Red Flag Under the Board".

Mo Mingrui suddenly remembered that before he went to the front, he learned about his new film from Shi Jingxingbo.

At that time, he was still thinking that when he came back alive from the front, he must watch this movie.

Now, he is still alive, but part of his soul has died.

"Park at the nearest movie theater."

He needs something to help him distract himself, otherwise, he will really go crazy.

…

Last year, due to the assassination of the president, the entire European Federation was in turmoil, so the Ark Award was suspended that year.

This year, despite the intense fighting on the front lines, the Ark Awards were held as scheduled.

Le Jing’s movie received an invitation letter again.

His personal assistant looked proud and said proudly: "Teacher, "Five-Star Red Flag Under the Board" has received twelve Ark Award nominations!"

Le Jing calmly studied the invitation cover.

In the interstellar age where digitalization is popular, the Ark Awards, in order to pursue retro style and create a strong style, made the cover of the invitation letter out of velvet and embroidered it with exquisite dark patterns in platinum gold.

Looks like a work of art.

This is the third time Lejing has received an invitation letter from the Ark Awards.

For the first time, his film "The Queen's Dogs" failed and he became a laughing stock.

For the second time, the Ark Award was cancelled, and "The Dawns Here Are Quiet" missed the Ark Award.

Now, for the third time, his new film "Five-Star Red Flag Under the Board" has once again received the favor of the Ark Award.

"Oh, it's a pity that last year's Ark Award was cancelled, otherwise the teacher's "The Dawns Here Are Quiet" would definitely win the award! But it's not too late this year. After this year's award ceremony, the teacher is the youngest best in the history of the Ark Award Director!" He said with confidence, as if Lejing's award was a sure thing.

The young man curled his lips, threw the invitation on the table, opened the terminal and brought up the new movie script he had just written, and said casually: "I will not participate in the Ark Award."

"...Teacher, what did you say?" The assistant opened his mouth and suspected that he didn't wear his ears when he went out.

The young man didn't even raise his head, "I'm very busy now and don't have time to go."

The assistant almost burst into tears, "But you have to go on stage to receive the award!"

"So?" The young man finally raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were cold, and he said with a smile: "I don't have time to play house with them. I don't care who I love."

Seeing that the assistant seemed to be nagging, the young man waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, don't disturb my work."

The assistant had no choice but to swallow the persuasion he was full of and said goodbye angrily.

The room finally returned to silence.

What Le Jing just said was not out of anger, he really didn't care about the Ark Award at all.

In the past, influenced by the memory of the original owner, he still had some longing for the Ark Award. However, after "Tulip Beauty" won the Ark Award, the Ark Award lost its authority in Le Jing's eyes and became a third-rate award.

He has no interest in wasting his precious time for a third-rate award.

He now only sleeps four hours a day and works the rest of the time.

He is now racing against time, wishing he could take pictures of everything in his head in one go.

Filmmaking is a long process. If everything in his mind is to be made into a movie one by one, he doesn't know that it will last until the end of the year.

Therefore, while preparing for the movie, Le Jing also wrote many movie scripts with historical themes, and then sold the scripts to other directors to help him make movies.

He doesn't care if other films take away the box office, nor does he care that other directors' fame and limelight will overshadow his own. He just wants to make those stories that have been buried in the dust thousands of years ago come to light.

After the release of "Five-Star Red Flag Under the Wooden Board", Lejing did not pay attention to the box office or participate in any promotional activities, and focused on retreating to prepare a new script.

The new script tells the story of the black slaves' struggle for liberation and freedom.

Although the subject matter is different, it has the same central idea as "The Five-Star Red Flag Under the Wooden Board" - that is, resistance to oppression and the unremitting pursuit of freedom.

In order to pay tribute to Martin Luther King, LeJing named the new movie "Ihaveadream".

An unfamiliar phone number suddenly appeared on the terminal.

Since working for the country, Lejing's communication equipment has been set up with a high-strength firewall by the country, and there should be no strange calls.

Le Jing paused for a few seconds, then chose to answer, and then fell silent.

The other party and Le Jing remained silent at the same time in tacit agreement.

About a minute passed, and the other party was the first to lose his composure, "Shijing?"

The voice was strange and stiff, as if a voice changer had been used.

"Who are you?"

"I know that the movie you made comes from real history - real history that has been destroyed by the Zerg a long time ago." The other party let out an unpleasant laugh, "If this matter spreads, you will probably be suspected by the government of being a Zerg spy. ”

"oh."

"You don't seem scared at all?"

"Why should I be afraid. Do you have proof?"

"Of course, I do."

"Then publish the evidence to all mankind." Le Jing was almost amused, and he said coolly: "Publish the real history to prove that my movie is real history."

The other party was choked by Le Jing and remained silent for a long time.

Le Jing was ruthless: "I'll hang up if nothing happens. I don't have time to play guessing games with you."

"...You are smarter and bolder than I thought." The other party said faintly: "Are you interested in cooperating with us?"

"Who are you?"

The other party Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Didn't you tell me before? You have some Zerg friends. Now, we are here."

Le Jing: "Your IQ is too low and you are not interested."