Durin's Diary

Chapter 322 Alarm
As part of the bet, the Film Society sent a team to collect Durin's magic crystals. Once the other party handed over the magic crystals, the society would level all the cinema chains in Sidney and Farol - the Northern Kingdom was excluded because of Durin, and to be fair, the box office of the Great Woodland and the Eastern Elf Territory were also excluded from the statistics.

By the way, in order to make Durin feel fair, the society specially invited Czerny from Durin to be a witness for the team.

It's really unnecessary.

Du Lin copied the magic crystal and handed it over.

While packing the boxes, Czerny stroked Dulin's head and said, "I was a guest at Duterte's house yesterday. Three old men who teach film at Sidney Institute of Art mentioned you, saying that your new work will be a groundbreaking genre. I was shocked. I asked them, and they said they swore an oath to the goddess of art. Let me ask you now."

"That's about right. You'll know when the time comes."

"I believe in you, kid. You will not let me down." After saying that, Professor Czerny left with the team with a confident look on his face.

Your mentor really believes in you.

So we will not let him down.

………………

Indeed, Du Lin put a lot of effort into this work. Both the shots and the scripts were carefully selected, and he strived for realism in terms of light and shadow.

Because it was the first animated film, for the sake of visual effect, Durin actually deliberately chose the grassland elves as the protagonists - after all, grassland elves are cuter in realistic-style animations, more photogenic than other races, and also more natural.

As for why humans were not used, it is because of the painting style. Du Lin's work still has a realistic style, and he wanted to test the market trend.

As for the picture, it is the same 120 frames 8K picture as always.

As for what to do if other people’s 24-frame animation doesn’t turn out well… then just leave it alone.

Everything in this world cannot escape the saying: technology is the primary productive force.

To be honest, Du Lin was really looking forward to seeing what Sidney's family would look like after watching this movie.

It’s a pity that we have to wait until December for the official broadcast.

Thinking of this, Du Lin put on his windbreaker and walked out of the building carrying his shoulder bag.

He still has to stay at the camp today, but he will be free next month - the secretaries also know that Du Lin will be very busy in the future and has a bet about the movie, so they decided to let him stand guard for the last time and let Du Lin move freely.

After all, Dühring cannot be considered a formal member of Northernism at present. Moreover, Dühring is outside the ideology, so he does not need to be restricted too much when doing things.

When he went out and walked along the street, Du Lin showed his ID when he passed the checkpoint.

The soldier in charge of the inspection confirmed it and handed it back.

Dulin glanced at the identification card - Duterte Sola Iyer.

This is one of Du Lin's fake identities.

After taking another look at the soldier at the checkpoint, Du Lin felt a little worried.

It's strange, they are all new faces. We walk this street in Florence every day, there shouldn't be sentinels we don't know.

Du Lin didn't need to ask; Daju had already given him the answer he wanted. So Du Lin stepped aside, letting the affectionate young couple behind him pass while he lit a cigarette. Once they were far away, Du Lin looked up at the middle-aged man in a lieutenant's uniform not far away. He passed cigarettes to the soldiers and greeted them, "Comrade Lieutenant."

"What's wrong?" He looked over.

"Where's Lieutenant Jim? He's usually on duty here every Wednesday. Why isn't he here today?" Du Lin asked with a smile. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "He's not feeling well, so I'm covering for him."

"Oh, I understand." Du Lin said as he used his right hand to instantly cast a spell to freeze the lieutenant, then swung his dragon tail and broke the neck of the halfling who was grabbing him from behind.

He pulled out the gun from his waist with his left hand, held it horizontally, and fired the first shot, hitting the forehead of the assistant gunner of the machine gun team who turned the machine gun around. As the muzzle jumped, he continued to pull the trigger. The bullet, pulled by the arcane, bypassed the machine gun baffle and gouged a hole in the forehead of the main gunner.

At the same time, Du Lin's right hand did not stop, and a spell took shape in an instant. Before anyone could react, a chain of lightning fell on the sentry on the roof, smashing it to pieces. At the same time, it began to jump continuously, and with every jump, a soldier would be turned into ashes.

The papers that Durin rolled out of his satchel with his dragon tail rolled towards the soldiers behind him like knives, directly cutting everything into pieces, whether it was a gun, a human body, or armor.

His right hand gathered the spell again, and an energy field appeared on Durin's left side, blocking an ordinary rifle bullet for its owner.

The pistol fired for the fifth time, and the soldier who had just fired the shot knelt on the ground, covering the wound in his lung.

Du Lin glanced at him, and the long knife made of paper cut off his neck in an instant.

He came up to the lieutenant and looked at the fork under his feet: "Who are you?"

You dare to lie in front of lie detection. You really have a strong desire to perform.

Then, without waiting for his answer, Du Lin smiled again and said, "Don't worry, Northernism has plenty of ways to make you speak."

After saying that, Du Lin turned and looked at the Northernist patrol who was running over: "Lieutenant Jim, why aren't you on duty at this post today?"

The young man in the lead was originally looking at the grassland elf in front of him angrily, but when Du Lin dispersed the illusion on him, the young man was stunned: "Mr. Du Lin, why is it you!"

"I'm asking you, Lieutenant. You were supposed to be at this post today."

"The Logistics Management Office just updated the roster. My company and I will be patrolling the city starting today." The young man was taken aback when he heard this. "You mean..."

"Go inform the garrison commander that an unknown number of enemies have infiltrated the city. Have your soldiers identify these sentries."

Young Lieutenant Jim called a few soldiers over to take a look. They shook their heads, and one of the veterans shouted, "We don't know these people, Comrade Lieutenant! We haven't heard of any company changing guard recently. They are not our comrades at all!"

"You lieutenants should know each other. Look at that guy who's been immobilized." Du Lin pointed at the middle-aged man. "I just borrowed your name and asked him why Lieutenant Jim was absent. He actually told me that you were not feeling well and he was covering for you."

Du Lin jumped in a circle.

Now Lieutenant Jim finally let down his guard.

He walked over to the middle-aged man and examined his left arm. "He's not one of us! He doesn't even have a Northernist angry fist tattoo on his shoulder!"

The soldiers also examined the bodies and found no red fist tattoos of Northernism.

Du Lin put away his gun.

At first I thought they were trying to block me, so I changed my form, but now that I think about it, it seems they weren't waiting for me.

I'm also curious, who are they waiting for?

Time will give us the answer, I believe that.

(End of this chapter)