Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

"This is the evidence that the resistance organization is hiding in the safe zone!"

In a house that had collapsed mostly, a fully armed Varian soldier was pointing at a calendar written in an unknown language and speaking angrily.

"They used these seemingly daily necessities to transmit secret messages, and used the safe zone we set up out of kindness and morality for military purposes!"

Then he guided the camera to another direction, where several boxes were stacked.

"And here, there are weapons. They are storing weapons in an area where weapons are not allowed! This is a disgrace to Virion, storing weapons in the safe zone we set up to protect them!

"It is the terrorist organization of Augustan that stands against the people of Augustan! We are here to save the city-state of Augustan. Pious servants of God, justice belongs to us, and victory will also belong to us!"

He made a "passionate speech", but the box that was said to contain weapons was never opened.

There is a feeling that even the false accusation was made in a perfunctory manner.

"This one is okay." The soldier, who had been very angry just now, regained his relaxed look.

Others immediately followed suit and started praising him.

"Very good, very good, I can't see any problems at all, it's too strong."

"Yeah, I think he's not much different from that big star, the one called Raul."

The person who was responsible for appearing on camera became inflated by the praise.

"No, it's just average. I still need to improve. I originally planned to become an actor after the war. At least I can get some important roles."

In contrast to the joyful atmosphere of these people, Morris, who was in charge of the filming, looked numb, like a worker who had been screwing screws on the assembly line for a month without a day of rest.

He had had enough of it.

The task assigned to him by Brigadier General Douglas was to cooperate with Varian to do a good job in propaganda and try to gain support from people in other regions.

If Augustan could rely on aid, so could they.

So I started making a series of things similar to what I’m shooting now.

Morris was just angry about this at first, but gradually he got used to it.

Whenever he thought that Varian's behavior was ridiculous enough, they could always easily break the moral bottom line and come up with new things that would make people's eyes darken.

What is even more incomprehensible is that such propaganda can actually find some supporters.

Most of them were Virians who had emigrated to other places and provided support quite generously.

This is barely acceptable. Although what they did was not a good thing, at least it can be explained as them being united and united in committing violence and evil.

As for supporters without Varian ancestry.

It doesn't make sense.

I don't know what reason is there to support such a Villian.

Perhaps just like the Roman Empire, they are motivated by pure profit and completely ignore basic good and evil. If there are really many such people in the world, it would be crazy.

When it comes to Loman, Morris just feels unfamiliar.

His motherland is no longer the great country that embraces lofty ideals and aspires to lead the world's intelligent creatures into the next era.

Now Emperor Roman and his supporters only have themselves in mind.

Morris checked the footage and found no major problems.

He had no intention of pursuing the quality of the content. The higher the quality, the more guilty he would feel. He just wanted to make do with the content as long as it could pass the review of his superiors.

After finishing a day's shooting, Morris returned to the dormitory.

He now has a complete mainframe in his dorm room, which he doesn't need approval to use, as he has a lot of editing tasks to do every day.

However, as before, all records on this host will be monitored.

After the last battlefield footage was leaked, the investigation came to nothing and ultimately the person who did it was never found out.

But the case was closed, and the person in charge of managing the equipment was blamed.

Morris was sorry about that.

Fortunately, the poor guy who was forced to take the blame was not punished too severely. The brigadier general also knew that he was not the "real murderer", and now there are already a lot of videos about the Augustan battlefield, so one or two more won't make a difference.

So the man was only sentenced to expulsion from the army and a few years of hard labor.

To be honest, Morris felt that this was not a punishment. If it could allow him to leave the army, he would be willing to do a few years of hard labor.

Not all of Loman's advisors have completely lost their consciences. Since the war began, several of them have developed serious psychological problems, even though they have not been on the front lines.

Morris felt that he might be close too.

After editing today's video and submitting it to his superiors for review, Morris lay down on the bed powerlessly.

Sleeping is now a torture for him.

Every time he closed his eyes, he could see the civilians being tortured and killed.

In these nightmares, the scenes are exceptionally clear, and even more terrifying is that they are from a first-person perspective.

Every night, Morris experienced over and over again the feeling of killing civilians "with his own hands".

Even though he never did that.

A few months ago, he was just an ordinary student at the Repin Academy and a little-known star.

Now he is part of the evil army.

This caused him mental torture.

In the nightmare, he seemed to be able to feel the heat of the blood splashing on his face...

"Maurice! Boom, boom, boom!"

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.

Wake up Morris who was burning a naked child into charcoal with flame strike in his dream.

He jumped up from the bed, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"Boom boom boom!"

The people outside were still banging on the door.

"It's Sir Gordo, Sir Gordo is in trouble!"

"what!"

Morris opened the door hastily.

"What happened to Sir Gordo?"

Outside the door was another colleague from the video production team, who had a good relationship with Morris.

My colleague hated the war just as much, but he was in a better mental state. He treated what he did as an ordinary salaried job, and as for the impact of his work, he forced himself to ignore it and not think about it.

Morris envied this mental state, but he was totally unable to do it.

"It's hard to explain. Come with me quickly. Sir Godot is confronting Brigadier General Big Star." said the colleague.

Brigadier General Big Star was the nickname given to Douglas by those in the advisory group who disliked him.

Very apt.

It perfectly expresses that no matter where Douglas goes, the first thing he does is to look for the camera.

He felt that joining the army was a sheer waste of talent. If not for the fact that his father and grandfather were both high-ranking generals, he probably would not have joined the army.

Maybe he will apply for a position in the publicity or advertising department of the Zhuoge Group. With his abilities, he will definitely be able to achieve something.

Morris hurriedly put on some clothes and ran after his colleague.

He is very popular, but he has few real friends.

Sir Godot was his best friend, and his position in his heart was almost the same as that of his younger brother, little Maurice.

"Confrontation? Why confrontation?" Morris asked as he ran.

"It seems that Sir Godot was about to activate the self-destruct system of the latest batch of constructs shipped by his family, but was discovered on the spot." Craig's new constructs are very suitable for war. In order to avoid being captured and becoming enemy weapons, all constructs are equipped with self-destruct systems.

It's not just a simple scrap, but a big explosion.

It can be regarded as the last means of attack for a construct.

Morris remained silent after hearing this.

He knew that Sir Godot hated war and his family's business more than he did.

So I tried hard to transform my business and started investing in variety entertainment projects.

But it is not so easy to leave the family. Perhaps the patriarch of the Craig family knew Godot's disgust and deliberately sent him here.

It's a bit disgusting.

But Craig didn't expect Sir Godot to do such an extreme thing.

Just let the new batch of constructs self-destruct.

Wait, could an entire batch of constructs be triggered to self-destruct together?

The two ran together to where Sir Godot and Commodore Douglas were.

Because the incident happened suddenly, the area was not cleared immediately and no violent measures were taken immediately.

The main reason is that Sir Godot has Rowling following behind him. If all the military means here are used, it is not impossible to subdue this legendary spider elf.

But there is no certainty as to how much damage will be caused and how horrific the scale of destruction will be.

When your strength is strong enough, the whole world will become polite.

"Sir Godot, Loman and Villian trusted you so much, but you betrayed us. Not only did you betray the contract between us, but you also betrayed your family. The Craig family will also be disgraced because of you!"

Sir Godot made no rebuttal to Brigadier General Douglas's accusation, because he did intend to destroy those constructs.

He had had enough of it and didn't want to protest any more gently.

If you are tired, you might as well destroy it.

"You must be responsible for your actions! Hand over your self-destruct rune stone, and we'll see you in court!" Brigadier General Douglas shouted at the top of his lungs.

He originally thought that leading the advisory group was a simple gilded job, and that he could easily take over the city-state of Augustan, and then he would be commended and give speeches everywhere.

Everything was going perfectly in the plan.

Who would have thought that such a small place could have so many problems.

First the video was leaked, then Augustan's resistance forces received assistance, and the battle line became stalemate.

Now the construction partner has run into problems again, and it makes me feel overwhelmed just thinking about it.

He was already thinking about how to pass the buck.

Compared to the excited Douglas, Sir Godot looked very calm and a little depressed, probably because he felt depressed that his plan failed.

Sir Godot said, "The Rune Stone will not be given to you, nor will the court. We are leaving."

"Leave?" Douglas thought he had misheard. He had never seen such an arrogant prisoner. "Hahaha, are you kidding?"

It was not Sir Godot who answered him, but Rowling.

"If you let us leave, we can pretend nothing happened."

Douglas sounded as if he wanted to tear up the contract.

"If you want to take coercive measures, then I will have no choice but to self-destruct here. I believe you don't want a legendary wizard to self-destruct.

"And if something happens to me here, the Drow City-State will remember you. Believe me, you will never be able to spend a peaceful day again from now on."

Threat, naked threat.

But Douglas couldn't help it.

If a legendary wizard detonates himself and causes damage, the damage would not be limited to the headquarters camp. Most of the city would probably be destroyed.

Of course, Douglas himself couldn't even think about being safe.

The flesh on the brigadier's face was shaking with anger.

But after shaking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the reason, and in the end he could only grit his teeth and agree to Godot and Rowling's conditions.

When you are strong enough, not only will the world become polite, but it will also allow you to be "appropriately" unreasonable.

So, Sir Godot and Ms. Rowling left here peacefully.

In order to prevent the teleport killer from performing decapitation operations, restrictions have been placed on teleportation spells indoors.

The two men walked through the crowd, and when they passed Morris, Godot did not look at him to avoid suspicion, but Ms. Rowling glanced at Morris.

Then he came outside and teleported away.

They returned to the Twin Towers.

"Ugh……"

Godot sighed helplessly. He had completely broken with the Craig family, but the task was not yet accomplished. The construct he wanted to blow up was not blown up.

The Varian army received a new batch of equipment.

This is the largest batch of equipment since the war began. After Augustan received assistance, Varian also strengthened his armaments.

If this batch could be destroyed, it would definitely be a major blow to them. Even if they wanted to place a new order, it would take some time for the Craig family to produce them.

pity.

The carefully prepared rune stone was not used.

Wait, where are the rune stones?
Sir Godot was surprised to find that the rune stone, which was supposed to be in his pocket, was not teleported back with him.

"Where is it? Where's the rune stone?"

That rune stone can only trigger the construct's self-destruction at close range, but he wanted to try and see if it could be modified to be activated from a long distance. Even if he couldn't detonate all of them, destroying one or two would be good.

"It was taken away by Maurice," Rowling replied.

"Maurice? When did he take it?"

"When we leave."

"What did he do with the Rune Stone?"

As soon as Sir Godot asked, he realized what else it could be used for. The thing had only one use.

"He's still young! Did you notice? Why didn't you stop him?" Sir Godot asked Rowling anxiously.

"I respect his choice, just as I respect yours," Rowling replied.

"No, we can't let him do anything stupid, we have to find a way to rescue him!"

“We can’t do that.”

"Are we going to watch him die? Wait, Drogo, Drogo can definitely do it."

A few minutes later, in Drogo's office.

"You mean, Morris could potentially detonate a bunch of constructs himself."

"Yes."

"And it was a suicide explosion."

"Yes, so I want to rescue him."

"What a talent!" Drogo couldn't help but exclaim.

"Now is not the time to judge whether someone is talented or not, it's the time when people are about to die!" Sir Godot was very anxious.

"We can save the people, but it would be best if the constructs were blown up. Aisha, contact the Adventurer's Guild. I want to find a legendary wanderer who is best at stealth. It would be even better if he can use a sports camera proficiently!" (End of this chapter)