Gao Wen had high hopes for the young man in front of him who created the Phantom Drama.
Film will receive direct sponsorship from Cecil's royal family, and the team, funds, equipment, and venue he needs will all be met.
Gao Wen never minded that someone came up with an idea before him as a time traveler, and he didn't mind that someone could realize them instead of him, because he knew very early on that human energy and talent were limited, and he couldn't rely on One's own ability creates all aspects needed for the operation of the entire society, and all of this is ultimately accomplished by the "people" who make up the society.
And after talking with Melita Purnia, after the other party vaguely mentioned the key information about "spontaneous development of society" and "hidden dangers of mechanical gods", he became more determined in this regard and put all his energy into it. It is to promote the development of society and let the public build their own lives, rather than let him, a traveler, create something out of thin air.
Of course, as an experienced person, when some new things are immature in the early stage of birth, he still needs to make some corrections and reminders, and that's all he has to do.
"Your Majesty, I... thank you very much." After knowing how much support he will receive, Film's surprise and excitement can be imagined, "I will definitely live up to your expectations, and I will make the best magic trick." The movie is dedicated to you!"
"Don't make something dedicated to me," Gao Wen immediately shook his head, "That's not your original intention for creating the Phantom Drama. Your Phantom Drama is for more ordinary people, for those who can't enter the theater. Look, just write a story that you like and that the public likes, and if the citizens of the empire like it, they should dedicate it to me.”
Perhaps no nobleman or king has ever said such a thing, at least in the perception of Film, this young man from Baron seemed to be greatly touched, and Gawain continued: "In addition, such a new Things should be promoted. As the patent holder of the magic shadow drama, you should not just be a person who creates scripts and shoots the magic shadow drama. I hope you can promote your creation, which is not only very beneficial to the development of the magic shadow drama Benefits, you can also benefit from patent licensing."
"I..." Film calmed down from the excitement, showing some uneasiness, "Thank you for your trust, but... I don't know what to do, I have never been exposed to this kind of thing."
"Your Majesty, if you allow me, I'd be happy to help Film," Fendil said suddenly. "Although I don't know anything about performances or scripts, I know how to deal with people."
Gawain smiled: "If Mr. Film has no objections."
Film turned his head to look at his "noble friend" in surprise. After a short period of stunned, bewildered, nervous and pondering, he finally showed a smile: "If it's possible... of course, I'm very happy... honored."
"Just say you're happy. It's not an honor. I'm still very honored to be involved in such an exciting cause." Fendil laughed heartily, and that laughter directly dispelled Film's accumulated tension. Then the young nobleman from the northern border looked at Eleven again, "Hey, aren't you going to participate?"
"Me?" Eleven was a little surprised, "Why did you call me?"
"You have a business acumen inherited from your family," Fendil spread his hands, "Don't say you don't realize the relationship between phantom drama and business."
"...Father hopes that I can learn some knowledge about magic technology and social order in the southern border," Eleven said hesitantly, and quietly and quickly glanced at Gawain, then quickly looked back, "Your Majesty also You know, I'm here to learn, and so are you."
"Please, friend, you're an adult!" Fendil's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "Are you the kind of child who can only learn knowledge by being bored with the tutor in the study? This is the southern border, can you Almost everything you come into contact with is the object of your study!"
Gao Wen looked at this scene with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little bit of emotion, "It's so good to be young."
He broke the silence: "With your identities and responsibilities, you should do something that can participate in social activities. Imperial College's course work will not put too much pressure on you, and it encourages students to do more. practice."
Fendil looked at Eleven: "Look, His Majesty said so."
"Then... I'm willing to participate," Eleven laughed, reaching out to Film, "Mr. Film, I hope we can get along well."
Rebecca, who was pretending to read the book for a long time, came over without losing the opportunity, and interjected: "If you have technical troubles, you can come to me. I usually have a lot of jobs, so I can't join you, but I can help you a little... I I think that phantom drama is very interesting!"
…
The young people left, leaving only Gao Wen and Amber in the study.
Film did not take the "projection equipment" with him, it remained on Gao Wen's desk, and it was still playing the video clips in a loop at this moment, and Amber finally lost interest in it after watching it so many times, she just Curious about Gao Wen's enthusiasm just now, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this phantom drama really so important? I think your attitude is different from the past, and you pay more attention to it than ordinary folk inventions... almost the same It was the same when I heard that the trial production of the aircraft was successful.”
"Of course it's important. The construction of the spiritual realm has always been as important as the material realm." Gao Wen glanced at Amber, "You forget how newspapers and magic web broadcasts affected the public quickly and on a large scale, and you forgot that you were in Sansu How did Neil use the power of propaganda?"
"I remember this. Later, the Military Intelligence Bureau held a summary meeting. Mr. Godwin also went to be a consultant and brought up the concept of 'the influence of information coverage efficiency on the group within a unit of time'. Now the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Propaganda There is also a team in each department working on this. But when it comes to phantom dramas... it seems to be different from newspaper broadcasts?"
"You are very sharp, it is really different," Gao Wen nodded slightly, "It is not direct propaganda, but it can be used for publicity, its essence is an entertainment tool, it is used to satisfy people's spiritual needs, This means that people will absorb what it shows more actively and unconsciously. It may not deliberately and publicly promote anything, but it can convey some information subtly and for a long time. This effect is its unique some.
"Of course, I don't only pay attention to these things, even if the role of propaganda is aside, the phantom drama itself is very interesting, isn't it
"People will always pursue some spiritual satisfaction after eating and clothing. Now everyone has football, chess and card entertainment, newspapers and radio. Next, they will have ghost dramas. I don't care. It's food for the soul."
"... Your theories are always one set of one set," Amber curled her lips, "but there are some truths."
Gao Wen smiled, and didn't care about the little rashness in Amber's words. He just lowered his head, looked at some documents and letters on the desk, and was temporarily lost in thought.
After a few seconds of silence, he raised his head: "In the foreign affairs letter that Typhon sent last time, he mentioned that he hoped to send overseas students, hoping to establish a more active and harmonious diplomatic relationship with Cecil, right?"
"Yeah," Amber nodded, "but it's obvious that she has no good intentions, and the concept of international students... I just want to learn something by stealing it."
"I think this is a good thing." Gao Wen said something that surprised Amber, "In fact, I have already decided to agree to this matter."
Amber's eyes widened immediately, but before she exclaimed and questioned, she suddenly guessed what Gao Wen's next arrangement would be.
In any case, after sitting in the top position of the Military Intelligence Bureau for the past two years, she has extra sensitivity to certain fields.
"It seems that you have thought of it too," Gao Wen nodded when he saw Amber's reaction, "Since Typhon wants to establish a more positive and harmonious diplomatic relationship with us, there is no reason for the friendly and open Cecil to refuse us. Some broader and more in-depth commercial activities, you see, since it is a business, it is not too much for some Cecilians to invest in some new theaters in Typhon, right?"
Amber blinked: "Won't Rosetta notice anything?"
"At first, he wouldn't notice it, and then he couldn't refuse," Gao Wen said slowly, his tone suddenly dark and deep, "After a while, he might not like the things we shoot, but so what? The people of Typhon will love it."
"... Damn."
After a little exclamation, Amber quickly turned her attention back to the topic of overseas students: "But no matter what, a group of Typhonians will definitely come in as overseas students... Alas, I think It's a big head to think about."
Gao Wen just looked at her with a half-smile: "As I said just now, this is a good thing."
The tips of Amber's ears trembled: "Oh?"
Gawain raised his eyes, looked over Amber's head, and landed on the map depicting the entire continent.
His tone is leisurely.
"Students from the Typhons come in, come to this bustling, novelty, earth-shattering Cecil, they come for knowledge and intelligence, they are handpicked, loyal to Rosetta Augustus Typhonians, but by the time they go back... it’s not certain how many are Typhonians.”
After speaking, Gao Wen paused, and looked at Amber with a half-smile: "Do you think so?"
Amber sighed, her ears and shoulders slumped together: "Oh, that's why I said that thinking about it makes my head big."
The half-elf lady's face was full of frustration, and there seemed to be a few words engraved in her eyes: I don't want to work overtime.
Gao Wen ignored her.
He leaned on the back of the chair and cast his eyes on a certain distance. After a long time of thinking and silence, he whispered in a tone as if he was talking to himself: "Actually, if the people of Typhon just came to learn some skills... I really don't mind."
A map depicting the entire territory of the continent is hung on the wall. The Typhon Empire and Cecil Empire are closely adjacent to each other. The zigzag border area seems to be intertwined, as if flesh and blood are connected to bones.
Gao Wen didn't mind using any measures to guard against this hungry neighbor, and didn't mind using any means to plant traps, hide daggers, and cast poison, because it was another empire, and it was not very friendly, and it had already been well-worn. An empire of fangs and claws.
If it were Rosetta Augustus, she would definitely do it, even if she was doing the same thing. Emperor Seta's methods were not at all gentler than Gao Wen's.
But Gawain also doesn't mind that Typhon's industry can develop, and he doesn't mind that Typhon's civilians can survive the challenges of the next era.
Because in front of the demon tide and the gods, everyone is mortal.
Every more power in the hands of mortals, the higher the chances of civilization surviving this season.
Gawain sighed lightly.
This sense of contradiction and tearing will probably haunt him all the time, haunting him to make countless unavoidable choices until... the day when the wall collapses.
…
Whitsunday Plains, Eastern Region, Thoringborough.
The power of nature seems to have formed a deformity here, a powerful force of vitality covers the land, even though the entire northern part of the continent has entered the cold winter, vitality and warmth still stay here.
It was as if spring had come early.
A magic vehicle with the flag of the "United Reconstruction Regiment" stopped at the border of Solinburg.
In the direction the car was coming from, there was a world of ice and snow a few hundred meters away, and the wind was cold.
In front of the car, a majestic hill-like canopy stands in the distance, and the vitality extends from the giant tree of Sorin. The grass and trees on the ground are still green, flowers are still blooming, and animals are playing.
A large-scale magic field enveloped the place, producing an effect similar to a breeze shield and natural blessings. Inside and outside the magic field, there were two worlds.
Norris sat on the magic car, looking at the direction of the giant tree of Thorin from a distance.