Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

Chapter 236

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01.

According to the past practice, after an anime is finished playing, it will become a topic of leisure for everyone. At that time, the streets and alleys could theoretically hear about that anime. There are very few people discussing this animation on the occasion.

This is mainly because this anime is really too depressing.

At the beginning, some people tried to bring it up, but the person who brought it up received unanimous resentment and even beatings from everyone. Then after such a day, the public places outside, such as taverns, restaurants, and tea parties of the nobles, were all safe. Quietly, as if this anime had never been aired.

Although it is so calm on the surface, in fact this anime has entered everyone's heart deeply, and will continue to affect the audience's emotions for a period of time. Then how to develop this IP and how to develop its commercial value - now it is no longer necessary for Hill to handle it one by one. The people under him have already divided their labor and started to act. Hill only needs to be the general manager. Just look at it.

As for Hill himself, what he needs to be responsible for is how to further popularize the idea and concept of anti-war.

After all, it is impossible for all audiences to be so delicate, and it is impossible for all audiences to fully understand the inner feeling, and some details have been ignored. emotion.

It is true that this work is very delicate and detailed, which has become a shortcoming for some careless people. In response, Hill launched a campaign to find details. Because it was the first time to hold such an event, he personally wrote the copywriting and compiled the event process. The specific content is to dig out the details in the animation, and then there are various awards. Finally, the participation rate of this activity is very, very high. In addition to digging out the original details, the contributors also added a lot of new connotations, which is the feeling that the original author might say "Actually, I didn't think so much" after reading it...

Anyway, in the end, all the articles that felt more meaningful were published.

The carrying out of this activity itself means the in-depth exploration and thinking of the connotation of animation. Many people felt the shock in this activity even surpassed their own feelings when watching animation at that time.

Under such circumstances, humans have finally started to discuss this anime openly, and this anime has the "hotness" it should have.

The calls for anti-war and peace are getting louder and louder. Under such circumstances, Hill directly advocated the establishment of a World Peace Day, which was then supported by both humans and demons.

dusk. sunset.

When he was on Earth, Hill always felt that the most common thing in reality that was closest to the appearance of magical things was the sunset glow. The gorgeous colors spread across the vast sky, piercing through layers of clouds and mist, rendering an incomparably magnificent brilliance.

Hill and Ice Emperor Claude were enjoying the scenery on the terrace. The Lich Ali Gaili stood in the shadow of the wall. His cloak was automatic without wind, and a faint black mist floated below.

"There are more and more festivals." Ice Emperor Claude said with emotion.

World Peace Day, Aviation Festival, Fireworks Festival…

"Um."

Hill's eyes still stayed on the sunset glow. Back then, he felt that the sunset glow was psychedelic and beautiful. Now he has seen many magical scenery in the true sense, but the sunset glow right now is not inferior at all. Always be in awe of nature, he thought, and after a while he could begin to guide in this regard. Well... Hayao Miyazaki's works can be moved out.

"There are more and more festivals, which means there are more and more things to remember."

"Is this a good thing?" Ice Empress Claude asked.

"What do you think?" Hill asked.

Claude replied: "I have a special feeling, but I can't explain it."

Hill withdrew his gaze from the sky, and then looked down at the entire Winter City from the terrace. After a while he said: "The years should be given to civilization, not to civilization."

This quote comes from "The Three-Body Problem," one of Hill's favorite novels. From this, he also learned that he prefers the tension brought by humanities to pure science fiction.

Claude repeated the words, then fell into deep thought

"Okay, this is the title and cover theme of the next magazine." Hill said to Alighieri over there, "You are in charge of the cover and inner page decoration, and then find the bard Write a manuscript for me to review, and I will not participate in more.”

"Yes, my king," said the Lich Aligaili.

02.

Lich Alighieri handed over his answer sheet a week later, and he completed a series of photographic works.

The background of the main body is a ruin of the Demon Race. The mist surrounds the ruins, and the surrounding bare trees grow densely together. They don't have a leaf, and there is no trace of the leaf ever existed. The trees were all black, and the land was scorched black, as if a fire had burned in this forest. The fog was heavy, and the visibility did not exceed ten meters. Countless jagged trees extended their strange branches into the air, looking eerie and terrifying.

In the ruins, you can see the outlines of the old buildings, and you can also see how exquisite the carvings on the stone pillars are, which shows the former glory of this place.

There are two models, a dark elf and a fallen angel.

They pose in various poses, the first one is the fallen angel standing alone on the ruins playing the harp, the dark elf is sitting next to him on the ruins and playing the flute; the second one is the dark elf sitting cross-legged on the ground, the fallen angel is back Standing on a high place facing the camera, the shadow of the fallen angel covers the dark elf; the third picture is a single person of the fallen angel, and the fourth picture shows the dark elf sleeping soundly in a piece of rubble... These pictures are nothing from an artistic point of view Picky, there is a sense of beauty and desolation, and some of the photos also show full visual impact. Of course, this group of photographs has different styles.

"It's a good shot. Your photography skills are getting better and better." Hill was quite satisfied with this, so he praised Ali Gaeli.

"Thank you, my king. Recently, I have carefully read my king's books on photography, and I have gained a lot." Lich Ali Gaili said.

Hill flipped through the photographs one by one, and then chose a safe one as the cover, "Go and take another photo, the ruins after the fog cleared, the shocking feeling that the huge ruins are directly displayed under the scorching sun, the cover With fog, the fog will dissipate when you turn the page, and the impact is stronger in this contrast."

Lich Alighieri's eyes lit up: "My king, you are really amazing!" When Hill said it so simply, this image immediately appeared in his mind. The Lich Alighieri couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no wonder humans are so obsessed with the demon culture, and His Majesty the Demon King's method of conveying culture alone is so powerful that he couldn't help but exclaim.

After all, seeing too many works of art on Earth, Hill felt that this was just the foundation. But every time he was praised by his subordinates like this, Hill was dumbfounded.

Three days later, Theodore received the sample draft of this issue of the magazine. After flipping through the colored drawings on the first few pages, he subconsciously thought: Get ready for shock, humans!

...Wait, he seems to be human too.

Theodore scratched his hair, feeling something was wrong.

Forget it, and continue to read the manuscript.

02.

Dawn Bird Headquarters. josh kenny.

There was no cloud in the sky, and there was no sign of rain, which made people even hopeless. There was no wind either, and the air was unbearably hot.

Today's daytime is quite hot, and Jefferson feels that all living things on the earth are waiting for the arrival of night, and it should be cooler at night. he thinks.

It happened at such a bad time when the organization went wrong, but the investigation has made progress. Because the upper-level system was constructed by Hill before, it can be called perfect in this period, but there are still some problems in the middle and lower levels, corruption, corruption again. Jefferson was getting sick of these greedy humans.

Everyone in the headquarters seems to be sweating profusely, very embarrassed.

Everything dries up in the fierce sun.

Whether it is aristocrats or commoners, once contaminated with power, it seems that they will quickly deteriorate, and the two are comparable in this regard.

"Why is the Bird of Dawn always appearing in such a problem? We must solve it quickly and don't alarm the higher authorities." Jefferson said to his subordinate Wyatt.

Wyatt was born in a small family, and he was a young man with ideas and ambitions. Although he was still a little naive in many cases, Jefferson felt that he would have great achievements in the future, so he made him his direct subordinate. Now Jefferson is fully capable of acting on his own and has become a very mature leader.

"Oh, I see. Let's solve it in private and keep it from the higher ups." Wyatt said, "I understand! Lord Viscount."

"I understand your size!" Jefferson couldn't help but rolled his eyes and patted his head, "What are you thinking, I mean, let's not bother His Majesty the Demon King, solve this problem as soon as possible, and then report Just give it to His Majesty the Demon King."

"Oh, ok." Wyatt said, "But you don't have to be too upset, Lord Viscount. This kind of thing is inevitable. We just do our best. I think those nobles are prone to corruption. After all, ordinary people are not as good as them. The concept of nobility cannot be distorted overnight."

"Yes." Jefferson nodded in agreement: "There is a long way to go."

"Yes." Wyatt nodded vigorously.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Jefferson suddenly felt wrong.

"Ah? What did I say? Ah? What did you say?" Wyatt also felt something was wrong.

The two nobles looked at each other and were suddenly dumbstruck.

"So, so, are commoners and nobles equal?" Wyatt asked a little dullly.

Jefferson said dully: "Ah? I don't know. Why are you asking me? What the hell is this? We don't discuss it. Forget it. Anyway, the corrupt people are wrong. Let's go to them to settle the score. Let them spit out their money."

"Ahem yes they are wrong..." Wyatt said quickly.

They seemed to have accidentally opened a terrible door just now.

Kekeke pretend not to know.