I'm building Gundams in America

Chapter 439 A Country of M (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

A promiscuous prostitute?

Amy was taken aback at first, then her face lit up with excitement, and she said:

"You mean...Mary Magdalene?"

The two most famous women in the Bible are the Virgin Mary and Mary Magdalene.

Magala is a place name.

According to the Christian interpretation over the past two thousand years, Mary Magdalene was a prostitute who offered her own possessions to Jesus and the twelve disciples as part of their missionary work.

She was also a witness to the cross, having personally witnessed Jesus' death and burial.

On the morning of Easter, she went to the tomb with spices to prepare ointment to anoint the body, only to find the tomb empty. She then saw the resurrected Jesus, becoming the first person in the world to see the Messiah's resurrection and hear the news from his disciples.

Her status as a prostitute is also highly controversial.

According to a Coptic manuscript unearthed in Egypt in 1896, Gnosticism claimed that Mary Magdalene possessed secret spiritual knowledge privately imparted by Jesus, and that her understanding surpassed that of the other male apostles.

In short, this is a controversial image of a female saint.

If she really is playing Mary Magdalene, that would be a really good thing for Amy.

Its importance is no less than that of the female lead, and it is full of sacred significance.

Looking at Amy, who was swaying her body expectantly, Wayne calmly shook his head and said:

"No, Amy, our story may not have anything to do with Jesus. Now, let's go to the script reading."

As he spoke, he was about to get up.

"Master..." Amy bit her lip, still kneeling on the ground, her watery eyes fixed on Wayne, hesitant to speak.

"Um?"

Amy seemed to have made up her mind, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, and said:

"Could you... could you please grant me a request? I really can't take it anymore. Ever since I left the mine, I've been thinking about it day and night. My soul feels restless, I'm having serious sleep problems, and I'm completely distracted..."

Wayne raised an eyebrow and said:

"Blessing? Sure."

As he spoke, he reached out to press his hand on Amy's head.

Unexpectedly, Amy grabbed his hand and said pitifully:

"No, what I need is not a blessing, Master..."

She went on to say:

"Since meeting you, I have finally come to understand how lowly my soul and body are. My soul needs sacred tempering. Only in this way can I find peace and have the feeling of living..."

Wayne frowned and said:

"What exactly do you want?"

A look of fervor and anticipation appeared in Amy's eyes as she spoke in a trembling voice:

"Master, please... please hit me..."

"Only when you hit me do I feel at peace, feel a sense of belonging to this world, feel that I can approach the sacred and cleanse myself of filth..."

As she spoke, her large, watery eyes darted around, like the turquoise waters of a lake. She turned her face, revealing her soft skin, her eyes filled with excitement as she awaited Wayne's slap.

Wayne was both annoyed and amused, realizing that the trauma he had experienced in the mine had triggered a domino effect, a combination of his masochistic tendencies and Stockholm syndrome.

However, for him, it was just a small favor, nothing serious.

His expression instantly turned cold. He grabbed the other person's chin, adjusted the angle of that delicate face, and raised his hand.

[SM (Specialization)], activated!

A hard slap landed across the face!

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out, and Amy's cheek was instantly twisted by the blow, feeling a burning pain.

She couldn't help but let out a groan, feeling a tingling, electric-like sensation spread from head to toe, and an overwhelming joy welled up inside her.

It was a joy that required no thought or anxiety, a joy completely dominated by a powerful and sacred force.

Before she could react, Wayne slapped her right cheek again.

"Oh..." Amy groaned again, her whole body was about to climax.

But before she could have another round of pleasure, Wayne had already stood up.

Amy's eyes were filled with disappointment as she pleaded:

"Please, Master, please...please continue..."

Wayne looked at her calmly and said:

"You greedy, lowly woman, you should learn to be content."

Hearing Wayne's insults, Amy felt a surge of satisfaction. She quickly stood up, touched her cheek, and quietly savored the feeling.

Although her cheeks were burning with pain, Wayne's pressure was just right, so they were only slightly red and there was no visible injury.

On the contrary, her complexion appeared rosy.

Observing the other party's reaction, Wayne nodded slightly.

I just picked up this [SM (Specialization)] skill last night, and I didn't expect to use it so soon.

Moreover, there are indeed techniques involved in this; just the ability to hit someone without leaving a trace is an art in itself.

Verbal abuse is also a form of SM.

There is knowledge to be gained in everything.

Through Amy's reaction, Wayne also deeply felt that the entire Western Christian civilization was under the influence of a Great Other, which made these Westerners more inclined to obey and had a deep-seated masochistic tendency.

They are all lambs.

They quickly arrived at the door, and Amy hurriedly opened it for Wayne before stepping out first.

Outside the door, the crew members who were waiting anxiously were all taken aback when they saw the two of them come out.

Both of them looked expressionless. I wonder what kind of heated argument had taken place inside? How bad was it?

"Amy, let's leave now, get out of here immediately. I'll protest to the producer for you..." Assistant Fanny stepped forward quickly and said indignantly to Amy.

Amy shook her head and said:

"You're the one who should leave, Fanny. You're fired."

The round-faced, chubby assistant with glasses froze on the spot, unable to believe his ears.

Then Amy Klum, the director, Josh, laughed and said:

"Director Josh, I can't wait to start the script reading... Mr. Wayne and I had some misunderstandings before, but they've all been cleared up now."

Everyone present was stunned, looking at Wayne with disbelief in their eyes.

Although Amy is no longer a top-tier star, she is still notoriously difficult to deal with.

Even the richest man in the world couldn't handle this woman.

What did Bruce Wayne do to manage to win her over?

Could it be...?

But it shouldn't be like this.

It was only such a short time... and how could Amy possibly be interested in him?

Many thoughts flashed through everyone's minds in an instant.

Upon hearing this, director Josh's heart instantly settled. He took a deep breath and said with a broad smile:

"That's wonderful, Ms. Amy and Mr. Wayne. Please come to the conference room. We can begin the script reading now."

Soon, everyone arrived at the conference room, each with a copy of the script for "The Death of Christ," and began a reading session.

Director Josh first introduced the screenwriter, assistant director, casting director, makeup artist, several important supporting actors, and other members of the team to the two leads. Then, he opened the script and addressed everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think you have all seen the script. Our film, like its title, revolves around the death of Christ..."

"American audiences today are tired of all kinds of superhero blockbusters. What Americans need is a spiritual shock, a baptism of the soul, and a reshaping of faith. I think it's time for them to feel the greatness of the Messiah again..."

"Before we have a detailed discussion, I think we need to read the script aloud in character to get a feel for the film's atmosphere. I can handle the narration..."

As they were talking, Wayne glanced at the script in his hand, tossed it onto the table, and shook his head slightly, saying:

"We're not filming this."

Upon hearing this, everyone present turned to look, wondering what crazy thing the male protagonist was about to do now.

Josh paused, not understanding what Wayne meant, and said:

"Mr. Wayne, you're in this movie..."

Wayne shook his head and said:

"Mel Gibson's Passion of the Christ has exhausted the potential of this subject matter. No matter how many films are made, it will be difficult to surpass his version. It is unlikely to have a market for at least ten years."

In 2004, Mel Gibson's "The Passion of the Christ" focused on the last 12 hours of Jesus' life, from his arrest while praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, to the high priest's trial, Pilate's interrogation, the flogging, carrying the cross, and his crucifixion, ultimately ending with his resurrection.

This film, which Mel Gibson financed with $3000 million of his own money, ultimately grossed $6.12 million worldwide, achieving phenomenal success and earning three Oscar nominations.

The biggest controversy surrounding the film at the time was its anti-Semitic accusations.

Because the film places too much blame for Jesus' death on the Jewish priests and the Jewish community, it has drawn strong criticism from the Jewish community.

However, precisely because of this, the influence of this film has not yet dissipated.

Director Josh clearly understood that Wayne was right, but this was the project he had taken on, the project the investors had invested in, and this was the only project he could make.

And it's basically destined to lose money.

The most paradoxical thing is that even if he knew all this, he couldn't convince the investors and producers.

He was just a washed-up director who was brought in temporarily.

Josh gave a wry smile and said:

"Mr. Wayne, our project is 'The Death of Jesus.' If we don't make that, what are we going to make?"

The screenwriter standing nearby also looked displeased.

After all, he wrote the script, so if the other party rejects the project, it means they are rejecting his script.

Even if you are the male lead, you are just a washed-up child star with no notable works. Aren't you being too arrogant now?

Wayne smiled slightly and said:

"We're making 'Saints Save America'."