adventurer killer

The Creation Prototype Contest BJCC is a large-scale event that can attract hand-made workshops/individuals from all over the world. It has a very high standard and is usually not open to unknown people.

Chen Shuang happens to be one of those people who are not welcome in the competition, and although he has expressed his confidence in his work to the officials standing outside the venue, he still hasn't received any understanding.

"Mr. Chen." The hulking foreigner wearing black sunglasses pointed at a pickup truck with the word "moving" printed on it behind Chen Shuang, "Is the thing on it yours?"

"Yes, I can assure you that the works I bring will catch everyone's eyes." Chen Shuang grabbed the foreigner's sleeve and his eyes sparkled. They were old acquaintances.

The foreigner looked at him with a worried expression and said, "But, I really don't know if I have the authority to let someone whose work doesn't have any charm."

"I didn't behave well in the past two years and caused you trouble. This time, I promise I won't do it!" Chen Shuang said firmly. At this time, several people dressed as security guards came over.

"Mr. Jill, do you need our help?" BJCC has been halfway through, and the jury unanimously agreed that Ozawa, a figure master from Dongdu, will win the championship of the professional group.

The works he brought were designed with reference to the popular characters in Dongdu's popular comic "Armed Djinn", which made him far ahead of other contestants in the number of votes from the very beginning.

The Osawa family is not the only one who has obtained the authorization of animation works, but "Armed Djinn" has received a huge response in the market, and it is difficult for individuals to obtain authorization except for the official.

Osawa relied on his exquisite craftsmanship to win the recognition of the author of "Armed Genie" and his editorial department, and asked him to set the model for the comic protagonist Armed Genie [Nick].

In a certain era, human beings found a way to summon the species of the lamp god. As the implementer of the supreme god, the lamp god has the ability to fulfill the wishes of human beings, and only needs human beings to consume their energy.

The higher the Suli value, the stronger the ability of the summoned Djinn. After the endless satisfaction of ordinary things such as money and rights, the world has entered an era of great chaos.

The government lost its management role and was gradually forgotten by the world. The ten most powerful lamp gods, representing the ultimate form of human wishes, formed an organization that controls the world's hegemony [Ten Deadly Sins].

In order to enslave all human beings and curb the development of the Genie, the Ten Deadly Sins destroyed the Summoning Ceremony of the Genie, and for the next 50 years, they maintained a state of peace of mind.

Until Orphan Nick shows up.

Everyone has wishes, which can be divided into beautiful and ugly, as well as self or others.

In the hearts of people with distorted consciousness, the vision is likely to have nothing to do with beauty, ugliness, good or evil, but only madness.

The Ten Deadly Sins allow the world to use the obtained Djinn to disrupt society in order to maintain their eternal reign of terror.

The era of great defeat does not refer to the destruction of the world, but to the madness of all mankind.

Nick's father holds the Djinn who is sure to win every gamble with cards, but in a gamble he met a cheater who is good at reading minds, so he failed miserably, and his energy was exhausted and was swallowed by the Djinn.

Since then, Nick has been determined to eradicate the ten deadly sins. He believes that the great defeat was caused by the ten deadly sins who had mastered absolute power regardless, and the Genie should not be used in this way.

The treasure that once appeared in the myth of Aladdin is an allegory that points the way for the lost, rather than a sinful tool to satisfy selfish desires. People can no longer live in chaos.

So Nick, who was born with strong willpower, joined the Resistance Alliance, which is an alliance formed by a group of people who also clearly see themselves as independent, secretly weakening the ruling power of the Ten Deadly Sins.

Once this cartoon was launched, it aroused strong resonance among readers all over the world, and it became synonymous with masterpieces. Some people even thought that the author of the cartoon should win an award in the field of literature.

In most people's minds, gods should be loving, but the gods in "Armed Lamp God" help humans just to earn energy points, trying to manifest in the world to build the kingdom of gods.

The reason why the Rebel Alliance dared to fight against the Ten Deadly Sins was because they were an organization with the most advanced human technology, using [shaping] methods to artificially produce lamp gods.

Such artificial lamp gods are called armed lamp gods by them, and various plug-ins are installed according to the power value of the alliance driver to increase the driver's ability in this area.

It fully embodies the creative idea that people should be the subject, not desires.

Regardless of children or adults, they all hope that they have the best skills, so that they can use their time several times.

The protagonist Nick's car [Phantom Man] has unlimited sexual ability.

Nick broke the tradition of opening and closing the protagonists of comics in the past. Among the many armed lamp gods, his phantom is only second-rate in force, and he is a magical atom splitter.

The Phantom's body is slender and ice-blue, and its chest is always burning with a mass of atomic fire. In the cockpit that resembles the head of a falcon sits a boy named Nick.

It can be instantly fragmented into an atomic state, reorganized into tens of thousands of atomic ants of different sizes, or artificially injected with strong acid to form an acid rain for opening up mountains and roads.

It is precisely because of the infinite imagination of human beings and scientific knowledge that the functions of armed djinns are ever-changing, and many problems require specific armed djinns to solve.

Since the manga was updated, there have been a large number of fan groups composed of textual research parties. While discussing "Armed Djinn", they are showing off what they have learned in various disciplines and walks of life.

In today's BJCC competition, figure maker Ozawa brought a 3:1 work with the original prototype. It took half a year from engraving to dyeing and drying, and the Phantom Man can be described as lifelike.

The pilot Nick in the cockpit can be taken out for observation. The combination of one person and one machine with the Phantom is reminiscent of the frantic and chaotic fictional world, as if you are in a bloody battlefield.

Armed Djinn is well-made, and the jury has given high praise from the angle of play to the viewing angle, and got a high score overwhelming the audience, which makes the figure maker Daze very satisfied.

Outside the venue, the live broadcast of the selection site has also been broadcasting to the outside world. Jill, an official of the conference, pouted at the big screen: "How is it? Mr. Chen? Do you think there is still a chance?"

He waved his hands to several security guards and said, "Don't make things difficult for Mr. Chen. Although he is not welcome in the field of originality, he is a big shot in the field of plagiarism."

"Plagiarism field?" Several security guards burst into laughter, "Mr. Chen, please leave." They spread out their positions and "please" him to sit in the pickup truck with perfunctory politeness.

The security guard pushed hard, and Chen Shuang staggered into the pickup truck, and the driver inside also scolded him: "Are you okay? If you can't, hurry up and unload the cargo, I won't pull it."

"Mr. Jill, please, just take a look!"

"Be more honest, or I will beat you!" The security guard threatened viciously.

Jill looked at the ups and downs on Chen Shuang and the pickup truck, he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "I don't need to take off the cloth to know what a sensational thing it is."

"Chen Shuang, you have a very good craftsmanship, but you can only copy others after all. Even your original works will always carry the shadow of others. Is this the life you want?"

Go and see, go and see, go and see, don't look down on people.

An ethereal voice came from Jill's ears. Of course, he would not notice the banshee lying on the back of his head. Valla was chanting infrasound waves to him, enduring the body odor of Westerners.

In "Armed Djinn", someone must have tried to summon a lamp god with the ability of Vala, and instilled a certain idea into people without leaving a trace through infrasound waves, so that he gradually accepted it.

This is actually not a BUG ability, but a medium that allows him to find his true self by digging out the deep-seated thoughts of the other party. Jill has such a deep-seated thought.

Jill knew the young man in front of him, otherwise he would not have been given the chance to participate in the BJCC competition twice.

He remembers the first time he met Chen Shuang when he met a fake in a game store.

The store owner apparently bought a counterfeit at a low price from a counterfeiter, and then displayed it in the store as a real one. Jill couldn't tell the difference between the fake and the genuine one from the surface.

The key is that the one Chen Shuang imitated was a limited edition, and the limited edition could not be sold in a game store of this size, so Jill, who is a BJCC event official, called the police.

In addition to being an event official, he is also an expatriate employee of a multimedia cultural development company, and the counterfeit is just damaging the interests of their company's authorized products.

After Jill found Chen Shuang, he was stunned by the well-made imitations in his room. While he hated the other party's parasitic behavior, he also developed a strong interest in Chen Shuang.

He believes that as long as Chen Shuang walks the right path, it is not a dream to have a brilliant tomorrow, and Chen Shuang is also troubled by the inability to express his artistic heart.

Jill pulled Chen Shuang out of the idea of ​​saving the talented people. He did not report the matter to the company, but tried his best to help Chen Shuang, and finally recommended him to participate in BJCC.

Such a story of Bole and Maxima is not beautiful. Jill is a genuine Bole, but Chen Shuang’s Maxima is not very reliable. "You are too deeply influenced by fakes."

This was Jill's evaluation of him when he was not shortlisted for the top [-] in BJCC for the first time, but he had no better way to share it with Chen Shuang, who was caught in a creative circle.

Chen Shuang struggles with sudden creative death every day, except that Qianqian will gently hug him from behind every time he smashes a semi-finished product, the world is cold and terrifying.

The carving knife, paint spray pump, and hand drill all seem to have given birth to wisdom, which runs counter to the effect he wants to achieve. Often after some manipulations, there are always shadows of other works in the finished product.

For a figure maker, this is both a blessing and a tragedy. He is already familiar with the workflow, and his fingers will subjectively and subconsciously inject a little inertia into his good ideas.

His works are so beautiful that they will lose their meaning because of this trace of inertia, imitation, when will he get rid of the vicious circle of imitating others?Jill sighed.

"People in your country pay attention to repeating and repeating, not repeating and repeating. There is a saying that there is no more than three things. This is very contradictory. Do you want to give people three chances?"

Jill raised her hand towards the vicious security guards, and said with almost no confidence: "Take off the cloth, and I'll see what it is."

The security guards looked at each other, feeling very displeased with this arrangement. They glared at Chen Shuang viciously, and separated two people into the car to roll up the cloth.

When the tip of the iceberg was exposed under the cloth, the two security guards who were responsible for rolling up the cloth suddenly froze in place, and they were captured by an extremely terrifying force.

Undead, even if the mouse rider is face down, and the freshly spray-painted armor is stained with a layer of dust when it comes into contact with the air, he still looks like he has just traveled from the world of the dead.

The pattern of a large group of rats on the cassock, which looks like a scourge, shone with a mesmerizing faint green light, making it impossible to imagine what color scheme he used to call out this strange color.

The pattern of mice scrambling to attack the phalanx of heavily armored knights in the Middle Ages is like a complete long scroll that reflects the entire battle on the cassock, making the mouse knights look more like the messengers commanding the plague.

Jill found that the security guard was holding the cloth in his hand and did not make any further moves, so he urged impatiently, "Is it so difficult for you to uncover a piece of cloth?"

"This..." If it wasn't for Jill's voice to break the dead silence, the two security guards couldn't be sure whether they would be dragged into the crazy rat formation.

One of them raised his hand with difficulty, pointed to something under the cloth, suddenly jumped out of the car with his eyes wide open, and ran: "Help! Help!"

The person next to him was not much better, he removed the cloth violently, then wrapped his brain around himself, and hid in the corner of the carriage like a dumpling, trembling all over.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts under the cloth!"

"Nonsense! Go up and look again." Jill pointed angrily at the rest of the security guards. They felt quite evil and murmured.

"Open the side panel." Although Jill is an official of the organizer, the security guards can't listen to him, so they came up with an idea to open the side panel of the pickup truck together.

In this way, the extra-large figures lying side by side in the carriage were completely presented in front of everyone.Due to the different perspectives, this time the character they saw was the Queen of Mosquitoes.

The bloody gravitational whip is still wriggling around the waist of the mosquito. It is an expensive artifact made from the mouthparts of billions of female mosquitoes. Every inch is glowing with blood, as if it is about to drip real blood.

Queen Mosquito's eyes are full of crazy charm and darkness, and the person who made her has accurately grasped the meaning that Queen Mosquito represents, that is, royal power.

Absolutely cold, cruel, and indisputable kingship.

Her eyes, which have been sculpted by Chen Shuang for several days, have deep and terrifying cold lines like a cat's. Even if she is lying on her stomach, she can scare people into a cold sweat.

"Live?" Jill's shirt was covered with cold sweat on his back since the first time he saw the mosquito queen, and the deterrence transmitted through another space was entrenched on the figure.

Calling them figurines might not be accurate, as they are made so large that it is impossible to play with them, but they do represent the pinnacle of an artist's imagination.

Whether it is the lines of the work or the strength of the carving strokes, they have been perfectly measured. If there is no awareness of death, how can we create surreal characters with amazing courage?

Jill looked at Chen Shuang, who was so nervous that he was biting his fingers, who entered beside the pickup truck, and decisively greeted the frightened security guards: "Move your things in quickly, there is not much time before the end of the election."

The security guards were taken aback for a moment, and confirmed from Jill's impatient face that he was not joking. They dawdled, boarded the pickup truck, and got off the light figure.

The driver accidentally caught a glimpse of Mouse Rider's face in the rearview mirror, and was so frightened that he released the handbrake and accelerated the accelerator. He ran away without even asking for the car money, "What kind of bad luck is this?"

Rats, skeletons, mosquitoes, banshees, and all kinds of disgusting evil creatures gathered together, making the atmosphere around the figures dark and sticky, making people breathless.

However, there was a smile of admiration on Jill's face: "Mr. Chen, you seem to be enlightened, can you tell me the name of this work?"

"Uh, I think it's called "The Trampled." Trampled, the name is perfect, the dignity has been trampled, so I have to stand until the last moment to regain my dignity.

This controversial work was quickly sent to the BJCC selection venue. When "Trampled" was presented in front of the judges, it got the lowest average score.

"The form is vulgar, without any subjective beauty concept in it, blindly creating visual impact, ignoring the depth." This is the evaluation given by most of the judges.

There are some who did not express their opinions, because this large 2.3-meter-high figure is well-made and the details are brilliant. If it does not use the mouse element, it will definitely be favored by many judges.Some of the judges had reservations, while others criticized mercilessly, and even satirized Chen Shuang's excessive creativity.

The mainstream concept is cautious about creative elements such as mice and mosquitoes. Whether it is a Western concept or an Eastern concept, hand-made creations advocate a beautiful, firm and positive point of view, while mice and mosquitoes often imply theft, plague and intensive phobia. , is an element that should be restrained and avoided in the production of figures.

"However, in Mr. Chen Shuang's "The Trampled", these elements are over-magnified, and ordinary people will have a very resistant reaction." There was a response from the audience present.

"Is the threshold of BJCC getting lower and lower? I really can't believe how such an ominous thing passed the screening and entered the main venue?" Suddenly there were many voices of strong opposition in the jury, "The organizing committee should Immediately disqualify Chen Shuang from the competition... what? He has no qualifications at all?"

"You..." At this time, a voice of gnashing teeth came from the professional group contestants. The judges took a closer look and found that it was Daze, the author of "Armed Lamp God", who came out.

He walked quickly to the front of "The Trampled", eagerly looking up at the faint light in the mouse knight's pupils, from his cassock helmet to the background composition on the base of his footsteps, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "The veritable "Trampled" ", I admit, it tramples my work, and the so-called masterpiece that we are here today is a piece of shit compared to it."

"Contestant Osawa, what do you mean?" The judges who are extremely optimistic about the armed lamp god "Nick" can tolerate him degrading his work to nothing?What's more, this argument offended all the contestants present. For a while, a large number of protests echoed in the main venue, and even the host couldn't stop it.

"I mean you have blind eyes. Rats and mosquitoes are the messengers of disease. If you have been looking at art with such old eyes, you should really retire early! They are tenacious, numerous, and cooperative. Natural warriors, humans have insecticides and mouse traps to deal with them, but you can see that their numbers have never been reduced. Every summer, which one of you here can escape the attack of mosquitoes, rats and ants? You hate mice , mosquitoes, but if you don't think about it, they mean..."

"It means new life and hope."

Osawa excitedly expressed his sympathy for "The Trampled", pointing to the knight on the back of the mouse: "What did he trample on? Can't you talk after watching it? Tiger style, Pershing, swastika, superheroes, it seems justice The evil and the evil are all trampled under its feet, but is its deep meaning raging and slaughtering?! No, no. Its meaning is to put the executioners, militarism and killing tools that emerged during the war into the trash can of history ! Justice or injustice, the good and evil advertised by human beings are all filled with genuine human flesh and blood!"

"For the people, wars are won or lost only in name, and wounds often persist for hundreds of years beyond repair. It is the same for the victors or the losers."

"Look at this nebula again." Osawa touched the back of the base with trembling fingers, symbolizing the heavy metal ball drifting away, "However, on this planet, there are still many tragedies that repeat themselves. It is unrealistically made, and the blood is flowing in the mouthparts of the mosquitoes, which proves that the mosquito queen is still harvesting life on the battlefield. She is not a stubborn murderer, but wants to use the power of the mouse knight to bring those tragic fates The soul is brought to the universe, to the dust-free space, to find a pure land where life can be stocked."

The two lifelike mouse heads on the mouse knight's shoulders are using the mouth made of metal bone embedded technology to swallow and suck from time to time. Chen Shuang uses the motor drive here, so that the scene of the mouse head accepting the soul body has been truly reflected . "Turn off the lights!" Osawa yelled, the venue staff did not dare to interrupt the performance of such a heavyweight player, so they had to turn off the lights.

While the scene was plunged into darkness, "The Trampled" suddenly became the brightest part of the world.

On the circular base with a diameter of only two meters, there are light spots that look very much like fireflies.The floating soul scene created by the cathode ray tube did not bring any fear to people. Instead, at this moment, the mouse knight and the mosquito queen transformed into life masters who saved the world.

Countless souls guide the light upwards through electric currents and lamp beads of the ray tube, and finally connect with the mouth of the mouse head and shoulders. They devour the souls mercilessly.

"It's not the end of life, it's a journey into the unknown without pain."

The scene was brightly lit, first there was weak applause, and then thunderous applause, and the spotlight focused on Chen Shuang, who was a few meters away from his work and tugged at his hair anxiously.

The faces of the judges changed several times, and finally turned into a look of compromise. One of the representatives stood up and applauded first: "Maybe our thinking is too old, we may, and we need to take the initiative to jump into the trash can of history."

The originally reserved judges could feel his sincerity from Osawa's commentary, and gave applause to Chen Shuang, a new figure artist who has participated in BJCC three times and finally won the first place.

Daze narrowed his eyes, enjoying the applause from all directions, as if the applause was given to him.In fact, he has already won many international awards, and he is far less concerned about rankings than discovering talented newcomers, so he came to Chen Shuang with a friendly smile, and helped Chen Shuang who looked shyly at the floor: "I'm not very I understand, how did Mr. Chen come up with this theme?"

As if waking up from a dream, Chen Shuang suddenly raised his head and looked over the empty venue. There seemed to be a flash of light and shadow where his eyes were looking. He shook his head regretfully, and couldn't help smiling: "I really disappointed you, I I haven't thought about such profound issues, and the subject seems not as philosophical as you say."

"Huh? Could it be a flash of inspiration?" Osawa was not unhappy, because inspiration is far more important to an artist than deliberation.

"No, my girlfriend dumped me recently, because I couldn't make a good life for her by making figures. Then, I thought, kill all the bad things that made her into a bitch." Appeared on the scene He held his breath for about five seconds, and then burst into laughter at the scene, and the flash light kept exposing Chen Shuang's face.

Daze opened his eyes wide, and said in an "I see" tone: "Then your girlfriend seems to be a very happy woman." He pointed to Queen Mosquito's upturned crotch, "This woman can fly with Mouse Knight Going to the universe, even if it is (beep——) so what?"

In the dead of night, a girl watching TV in a low-rent apartment is leaning over to cool down a bowl of freshly made instant noodles. After entering the salary she just received today into a payment account, she is about to press the OK button when her fingers suddenly stop. She clenched her silver teeth and scolded fiercely: "Chen Shuang, your whole family is (beep——)."