Chapter 792 [Abnormal Capitals VII]
"Mr. Jerome, let me ask directly - what does the founder of your company want?"
Xia Xiu raised his head slightly and said to Jerome.
Among the many documents in Heaven, the goal of [Vikander Nied Media] has always been an unsolved mystery.
Just like the depth and ambiguity revealed in its work and operating model, the truth about the company's core motivations is also deliberately hidden.
Their participation in this meeting and even being able to sit at the same table as seven other abnormal capital companies is an anomaly in itself.
Jerome smiled slightly, maintaining his usual calmness and politeness.
His tone was brisk, but with a hint of deliberate casualness:
"Our company has always been dedicated to transforming unusual art and media into commodities that can be profited through distribution and communication, or to increase our influence."
The corner of Xia Xiu's mouth raised a slight arc, and there was a hint of scrutiny in his tone, even a kind of joking:
“Seeking commercialization and expansion—this is the most clichéd story in the capital world.
But for you - it's too vulgar. ”
When Jerome heard this, he raised his eyebrows. He turned his head slightly and deliberately made a look of being seen through, catering to Xia Xiu's doubts:
"Indeed, this rhetoric from the company's publicity department is probably meaningless to people like you."
He paused briefly, then looked at Xia Xiu sincerely, and his tone became more straightforward:
"So, I think it's better to be honest-"
His smile faded a bit, and his tone was low and steady, revealing a secret sincerity:
"What our two owners want is to be in the Ivy Wars game.
In fact, their long-standing wish is to turn reality into an 'interactive game'.
Through abnormal technology, every participant can experience a state of existence beyond the ordinary. ”
He leaned forward slightly and continued:
“The birth and promotion of genealogy make this ideal no longer seem unattainable.
It allows us to see hope in technology and concepts, and also gives them confidence in this goal. ”
Xia Xiu was silent for a few seconds, a flash of thought flashed in his golden eyes, and then commented in a calm yet majestic tone: "A very interesting idea."
A look of expectation immediately appeared on Jerome's face, and he looked at Xia Xiu eagerly, as if his words had laid the foundation for the entire negotiation.
His voice was filled with faint expectation and a hint of temptation:
"That sounds interesting to you, right? However, if we want to truly develop and expand this program, we won't have to deal with the Kingdom of Heaven. This is a reality, Your Excellency."
Xia Xiu's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he still maintained a businesslike and calm attitude.
"As long as you no longer view the Kingdom of Heaven as a potential threat and reduce your confrontation with us, we are happy to relax some of the restrictions on your company."
Jerome's expression seemed to relax a little, and the smile on his face seemed more sincere.
He lowered his head slightly and said in a respectful tone:
"Don't worry, our bosses are very optimistic about this war...or you.
Therefore, they are also willing to cooperate with the work of the Kingdom of Heaven and provide cooperation for mutual benefit. ”
The two briefly exchanged a few words, mainly focusing on some preliminary frameworks for possible cooperation between the two parties.
Jerome behaved extremely appropriately, always maintaining the right level of respect in his tone, but at the same time there was also a hint of cautious probing.
Xia Xiu's response was always tepid, and his words and deeds seemed to convey Heaven's position - cooperation can be discussed, but the rules are determined by Heaven.
The conversation quickly came to an end, and although the atmosphere was not too heated, it reached a delicate balance.
Jerome showed a standard professional smile and bowed slightly to Xia Xiu, which was the end of the conversation. Xia Xiu gently raised his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and turned to look at Hanks who was standing aside.
Hanks stepped forward in time, nodded slightly to Xia Xiu, and then led him to the other end of the conference table.
They are about to face the last member attending the meeting, who is also one of the most mysterious representatives of abnormal capital in the meeting.
Xia Xiu slowly came to the end of the conference table and locked his eyes on the last participant.
This representative of abnormal capital was the person he was most concerned about and curious about during this trip.
All the detailed records about him in the files of the Kingdom of Heaven are not open to his level. The information about the abnormal capital in Xia Xiu's hands was only unlocked by Eden after he obtained it from the ancient Seth.
This background gave the meeting an extra layer of mystery.
Standing in front of Xia Xiu was a man. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit and a black top hat, looking like a classic gentleman.
He had a carefully trimmed mustache and an unpredictable smile on his face.
His suit is dotted with some strange gadgets, the most eye-catching of which is a constantly rotating gear. It does not seem to rely on any power source, but operates accurately and regularly, exuding a strange mechanical feel. feel.
What's even more bizarre is that there is a small living doll standing on his shoulder.
The doll is about the size of a palm, wearing a traditional clown costume, with funny and weird paint on its face, and two bells dotted on its hat, which make crisp sounds as it moves.
The most noticeable thing is that there is a line of small words tattooed on the back of the little doll’s neck:
_[Mr. Clown, the little Mr. from Dr. Wendettinment]
The doll's movements are flexible and vivid, its eyes are rolling around, and it emits a chilling laugh or two from time to time, as if it is assessing everything around it.
The man stood up, his movements graceful but somewhat disturbingly playful. He stretched out his hand to Xia Xiu, with a touch of exaggerated politeness in his voice, and his voice was clear and magnetic:
"My name is Reginald Philbert Lionel Archibald Westinghouse Windertinment III."
After he said this long name, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he paused for a moment, and then said with a smile:
"Of course, Your Excellency, if you find it too difficult to pronounce, you can just call me Dr. Wende Tingment III - I am the representative of Dr. Wende Tingmen."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clown doll on his shoulder suddenly moved, bent down, made a weird salute gesture, and then echoed in a high-pitched voice:
"Representative of Dr. Wen Detingmen, wow, this is really exciting, right?"
Xia Xiu stared at Dr. Wende Tingmente III calmly, and his golden eyes did not reveal the slightest emotion.
He gently stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other person. Although the hand was wearing a pair of leather gloves, it had a cold texture that was hard to ignore.
[Abnormal Capital·Dr. Wendetingment——]
[Dr. Wendettinment] is a distinctively anomalous character or brand whose existence spans prehistoric times and is seen as the embodiment of "miracle, joy, and wonder."
His images and ideas are not just individual existences, but more likely an abnormal concept composed of the imagination or collective consciousness of intelligent creatures.
Every century, every era, the Doctor is "born" once, appearing in the history of Terra with different identities and backgrounds, bringing indescribable miracles and wonders to the world.
Xia Xiu later learned through the unsealed information the background of the modern Doctor I - a seemingly ordinary but legendary beginning.
This information is the autobiography of that person.
In his autobiography, Dr. Wen Detingmen I was the son of a seamstress and a certified public accountant, and was born in an obscure small village.
He spent his childhood in the dark and boring world of Daeva, living a quiet but desperate life. His only solace was the stories about "miracles" that his father told him every night before going to bed.
In those stories, a magical toy dealer was described as being able to create unprecedented miracles in the world.
He is a creative and magically gifted craftsman who can bring toys to life, blending mechanics with fantasy.
According to his father, the toymaker was not a fiction but a distant relative, and his blood ran through the young man's body.
Although these stories may sound like fairy tales, they plant a seed in the young mind to seek the truth.
As he grows older, the young man begins to question the veracity of the story and longs to regain his "gift."
He embarks on a long and winding journey, following any clues he can find, even the vaguest rumors, in an attempt to uncover the truth behind the story.
He had heard legends about "dolls that came to life," "Jumping Jacks that really jumped," and "cuckoo clocks that sang and danced without clockwork or springs."
These incredible-sounding rumors became the targets of his pursuit.
However, his journey is long and full of disappointments, and the old toymaker's secret seems to have been buried long ago, leaving only the embers of the story.
Just when he almost gives up, a surprising discovery changes everything.
He finally found the place where "running dolls," "jumping jacks," and many other seemingly magical creations were made. However, this discovery is not the beginning of a miracle, but the beginning of a nightmare.
Because, he found the truth that Daeva used to exploit the people, he found it;
——[Crisis Sequence·Factory].
[Factory] is not a holy place for creativity, but an abyss swallowing dreams.
It devours the young man, throws him into walls of concrete and steel, and forces him to perform uncreative drudgery.
It mocked his dreams, drained his inspiration, and tried to crush him completely.
However, this imprisonment did not completely destroy him.
He used his wits to escape and took some stolen documents with him during his escape, which became clues for him to continue his pursuit.
His journey eventually leads him to a shabby but magical cabin deep in a dense forest.
That hut was a refuge and the workshop of his ancestors, the source of magic taken away after being wantonly distorted by the [Factory].
When he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and entered the house, he seemed to have entered a new world.
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In that hut, he flipped through pages of diary notes and design drawings. Those blueprints recording miracles gave his soul a long-lost light.
A soft light flashed in his eyes, and he saw the inheritance in his bloodline on these drawings.
He picked up the forgotten tools, the tools used to create miracles.
From this moment on, Dr. Wende Tinment of Terra of the New Age was born.
The Doctor has since become Terra's new symbol of "joy and wonder".
With his genius creativity and extraordinary talent, he turned miracles that never existed into reality.
He created a talking clown doll, a chime clock that can play music, and even a toy world with independent consciousness.
These creations are not only the fusion of machinery and magic, but also the embodiment of the desire of intelligent creatures for beauty and miracles.
Every Dr. Wende Tinment is considered to be synonymous with [miracle].
Their potential is so high and their upper limit is so terrifying that it’s almost unbelievable.
Each Ph.D. can always reach areas beyond the reach of ordinary people and achieve [miracles].
Regardless of the era, their actions and intentions are inseparable from children and child-like innocence and pure behavior. This close connection makes Dr. Wendettinment a being full of mystery.
Dr. Wen Detingmente walks alone and his whereabouts are mysterious.
They have countless vests, but they can always be recognized by the world through the unique feature of "only making toys".
Due to their long and legendary history, the world's understanding of them also presents a variety of interpretations.
However, the Dr. Wendettinment III in front of him has obviously not reached the [miracle] level he should have.
Starting from this point, Xia Xiu can boldly speculate that this is one of the important reasons for the other party to participate in this meeting;
——To find opportunities to achieve some unfinished purpose.
Xia Xiu's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not hide his curious gaze, glancing back and forth between Dr. Wen Detingmente III and the clown doll on his shoulder.
The doll swayed flexibly and let out a shrill laugh. He seemed to be trying to attract attention, but Xia Xiu's focus was always on the doctor.
His eyes were deep and there was a hint of exploration in his tone.
"Representative Dr. Wen Detingmente..." Xia Xiu spoke in a low voice, his tone calm but with an air of majesty that was difficult to ignore.
"Ever since I learned about the existence of Wendettinment, I have been curious about you... or you."
The smile on the face of Dr. Wen Deting Mente III was still elegant and appropriate. He leaned slightly, as if waiting for Xia Xiu to ask further questions.
Xia Xiu paused for a moment, with a hint of straightforwardness in his tone, and looked at the doctor with sharp eyes:
"Are you defectors from the factory? You have information about the factory and are the deadly enemies of the factory?"
The "factory" Xia Xiu mentioned did not simply refer to the [factory] organization within the Daevite Empire.
Those are just parasites of the crisis sequence, infected and coerced by the real "factory" and become a tool of its will.
【Crisis Sequence·Factory——】
The absolute enemy of heaven.
A system with malice and abnormality as its core driving force.
Its nature is extremely complex. It can be the origin of some abnormal items, or it can be an abnormal entity, concept, or even a historical relic that cannot be escaped.
No matter what form of existence it is, [Factory] has always been one of the most unfathomable threats in the abnormal world.
[Factory] takes industrialization, exploitation and abnormal manufacturing as its core, showing the extreme distortion of human nature, technology and society.
It is not a simple physical existence, but a self-sustaining abnormal information body, driving the cycle of production, expansion and dominance.
It devours everything ruthlessly, converting the world's resources, manpower, and even souls into means of production to maintain its own growth and operation.
Its essence is an abnormal information body with extreme malice.
The reason why the Daevite Empire has such a close connection with the [Factory] is precisely because they have this kind of information - or, more accurately, they have been eroded by this kind of information.
They became the host of the [Factory], providing carriers and cover for its continuous expansion.
Its expansion is not a tangible industrialization, but an infection that penetrates deeply into the soul and social fabric.
Wherever it touches, there are endless production lines, consumable social systems, and orders squeezed to the limit.
The structure of the [Factory] shows an eerie ability to expand infinitely.
It can grow itself, including its buildings, machinery, and even "people."
Its interior spaces often violate the laws of physics and follow non-Euclidean geometric rules, resulting in never-ending corridors, layered production lines, and anomalous production facilities that cannot be located.
Many who entered its interior never returned, and the memories of those who survived were distorted and fragmented, filled with confusing fragments of endless oppression and exploitation.
[Factories] exploit labor in extreme ways.
Workers within it are forced to work beyond their limits, and those who try to resist or are unable to meet production requirements end up becoming part of the production line.
Their bodies, consciousness, and even souls will be transformed into some kind of operating parts to maintain the eternal production of the [factory].
Moreover, it not only relies on material resources, but may also directly use life or soul as fuel.
According to rumors, some production lines in the [Factory] use human pain, fear, and even death as their power source, and the finished products are unpredictable and abnormal items.
These items are deliberately distributed around the world to disrupt social order, intensify conflicts, and even cause general chaos.
It symbolizes the ultimate form in which everything is reduced to means of production and resources
——There is no individuality, no dignity, only the extreme pursuit of efficiency and scale.
Incorporate everything into the production chain, whether natural resources or humans themselves.
Its existence is the most extreme demonstration of efficiency, exploitation and scale.
Certain manifestations of [Factory] imply that it is no longer satisfied with the status quo, but is trying to completely control or replace human society.
Its will is ruthless and uncompromising. It doesn't care how many lives it destroys or how many disasters it causes.
As long as the purpose of expansion can be achieved, all costs are worth it.
It attempts to gradually interfere with the human order by manufacturing and distributing abnormal items, with the ultimate goal of establishing a;
——A world absolutely dominated by [Factory].