Disaster Artist

Chapter 26 Branding
Transferring Sooko's stuff to others is completely different from publishing related works for others to enjoy.

So far, Bai Zhe is the only person who has had direct contact with those unknown beings.

If you give this rusty badge to Moya, the number of contacts may change from 1 to 2.

Although Bai Zhe benefited a lot from the rewards of the first entrustment, he would not think that they would only bring gifts and have good intentions towards mankind.

A single Eye of Kuroshio has an anomalous structure and has the ability to enhance hearing, perceive emotions, and shock consciousness. The strength of Kalehein's body is awe-inspiring when you think about it.

The characteristics currently displayed by Sooko include light and heat, loud sounds, and red rust that can corrode things.

The extraordinary beauty they display in certain aspects is rooted in their existence and dangerous abilities that are contrary to common sense.

This rusty badge was a gift, a disaster, or both to Moya, he didn't know.

It is also impossible to know what kind of impact it will have in the future and whether it will reveal its secrets.

Let’s test it out first, take it one step at a time.

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Kite Street, Moya’s home.

Bai Zhe played the accompaniment for her, and his technique was much more proficient than before.

The repair shop was very busy today, and Rogge didn't have time to come over, giving him and Moya a chance to communicate alone.

Such important matters cannot be discussed casually online, they must be discussed in person.

"The second beat is slower, follow my rhythm, 1234~"

The bass part written by Moya has a relatively simple melody and few rhythm changes, taking into account his level as a pure novice.

Bai Zhe stepped on the beat with his left foot and kept looping the melody in his mind, and he was actually able to play a decent part.

"You're making rapid progress, so I'd say you're suitable for this line of work."

Moya, who is the size of a child, likes to speak in a sisterly tone. Whenever this happens, he has to tense up his facial muscles.

After practicing for a while, Bai Zhe made some progress, but the drummer was still at a loss on how to modify the music.

During the break, the two casually chatted about their respective jobs.

He mentioned that after he was fired from the studio, he began to produce Dream Shadow independently, that is, as a freelancer (unemployed).

Moya envied his condition.There are fewer and fewer jobs in processing plants, more and more unemployed people, and daily wages are getting lower and lower.If she hadn't wanted to save money to buy all kinds of music equipment, she would have done it long ago.

There are a large number of unemployed people in the City of Stars who are completely lost. They rely on receiving low-quality nutritional creams to survive, sleeping in shelters or in the open air. They spend 99% of the time addicted to virtual games and dreams, and their spirits are constantly stimulated. Always excited.Finally, he was driven to the border area to fend for himself, living one day at a time.

Once we lose interest and expectations in everything in reality, humans will transform into another kind of creature.

"Moya, I have a question to ask you. It just occurred to me."

"Ask."

"If you had a chance to jump out of your current life, jump out of the Star City and the Border Area, jump out of the world we conventionally recognize, and see the existence beyond all this, would you seize this opportunity desperately?"

Bai Zhe really couldn't think of how to speak, so he made up a very strange question.

"How long have we known each other?"

"More than half a month."

"That's not bad. Some people in the bar started talking philosophy to me after half a glass of wine."

He was stunned for a moment before realizing what Moya meant.

"Ah no, I didn't mean that."

"Oh, jump out. Are you suggesting that we elope together?"

Bai Zhe felt like he was going to have a cerebral infarction.

"You are so old, how dare I be interested in you? I will be turned away to the Public Security Bureau."

"I'm 24, why can't you be interested in me?"

Moya is actually a little bigger than him, and there is no hope for secondary growth.

"Stop, stop, stop, I really want to ask you this question." "Huh? Then you are a bit weird. If there is such an opportunity, I will definitely seize it with all my strength."

"But you don't know what is outside of normal life. It may be extremely dangerous, it may be painful, nihilistic and crazy, and there may even be fears that we can't imagine."

"Then you have to seize the opportunity. Fear, don't you think this city is also scary?"

Bai Zhe looked at Moya in surprise.Does the bustling and gorgeous Star City scare her?
"Bai Zhe, I don't know if you have ever had a similar feeling, feeling like you are dying with this city."

"why?"

Moya raised her right hand, her fingers moving rhythmically, and she looked at the beautiful silver metal lines on the back of her hand.

“I sometimes feel like an invisible monster is eating me.

When I stand in front of the production line, I am doing things that have nothing to do with me and assembling products that have nothing to do with me.The team leader who gave me orders was the same as me.

When I got off work and was enveloped in the brilliant night, I felt that its prosperity had nothing to do with me or anyone else.

Embedding metal and circuits in my hands, it can complete the work better and faster, but sometimes it doesn't belong to me.

When I pick up the drum sticks, I feel whole and real. "

Bai Zhe listened quietly. This subtle and unusual feeling may be the source of Moya's inspiration.

"Moya, you are the philosopher."

"I made it up to sensationalize people. It's pretty much like that."

It’s nothing if it’s really made up.There must be truth in all fakes.

Moya's serious reply was somewhat beyond Bai Zhe's expectations.Do you want to witness the world outside the rules because you are afraid of the gradual disappearance of yourself within the existing rules?

He reached into his pocket, the rusty badge heating up and getting hot.

"To thank you for wasting your time discussing boring issues with me, let me give you a gift."

"Looks quite honest, and has a lot of routines."

The new philosopher drummer looked at the metal object in Bai Zhe's hand curiously, what was it.

"It's hot, be careful."

When Moya touched the rusty fire, it suddenly released a blazing orange-red flame, and dark rusty debris scattered into the air.

The badge disappeared.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

The two of them shook their hands at the same time. The girl looked at Bai Zhe in surprise when she realized that the thing was missing.

"how did you do that?"

"Little magic."

"Don't you have a prosthetic body?"

"You can learn magic without a prosthetic body, it's just a little more difficult."

"Quickly take out that thing and show it to me."

"Industry secrets."

No matter how much Moya pressed, it was impossible for him to take out this one thing.

From Bai Zhe's perspective, bright orange-red lines were spreading from the fingertips of her right hand to her arm, and the bright light like the blazing sun outlined the totem of flames.

Another reddish-brown line spreads symmetrically from the other side, and the two meet on the back of the hand, forming a pattern of a rusty sun.

Moya himself did not notice the totem appearing on the back of his hand.

Bai Zhe finally understood that this was the brand that belonged to Rusty Sooko.From now on, He will be watching Moya.

　An old man at home had a minor surgery. I went to visit him, but it was too late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)