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Chapter 139 Welcome to Night City!
"Hey, damn, Americans are really geniuses. They even have such a detailed 'incentive scheme' for selling blood."
You get a bonus for selling a certain number of times in a month, and you even get a $50 reward for referring a new person to sell their blood!

Outside an open-air coffee shop in Los Angeles, Ning Hao excitedly pointed to the sign standing in front of the 'blood donation station' right next to the coffee shop.

"I checked the data, and there are more than 1000 million blood donors in the United States every year. No, no, I mean, people sell blood."

Blood products account for 1.5% of total U.S. merchandise exports, ranking ninth among export commodities, surpassing coal and gold. With approximately 4% of the world's population, China supplies over 50% of the global blood products market.

By chance, I filmed a Dove chocolate commercial with Mr. Chen and was subsequently invited to work at Metaverse.
Now, Lin Rui, who is very fortunate to have joined the "Edgewalker" project team in the United States, picked up his coffee and explained further.

"Holy crap, 1000 million people sell their blood every year, doesn't that mean there are Xu Sanguans everywhere?!"

Ning Hao has really broadened his horizons on this trip to the United States!
One of the goals of Chen Yuan's talent development program is to broaden the horizons of these young people in China.

Because Night City in "The Edge Walker" is a distorted and abnormal city where capitalism has developed to its extreme.
To create a good portrayal, it is necessary to show all aspects of how capital distorts human nature.

The text discusses various topics including: blood selling at the bottom of society, drug experimentation, mutual harm, organ trafficking, gender diversity, data surveillance, police brutality, and Lolita culture.
Chen Yuan incorporated all the outrageous tactics that Americans had shown him in news reports from his later years into Night City.

Americans are now extremely confident in their system and culture, truly believing themselves to be a so-called "city upon a hill," even daring to willingly jump into a fire pit like Iraq.
They dare to make even more exciting movies, but the small scenes in the futuristic city that Chen Yuan describes, which haven't yet caused any big news, are completely ignored.

This can be considered a small personal agenda of his; when these landmines and sealed bombs planted by the Americans now explode in the future...
The nickname 'Night City' is one that the United States can't shake off, no matter how hard it wants to!
Whenever he thought of such a scene, Chen Yuan wished he could travel 20 years into the future and see what effect his little schemes would have.

Chen Yuan is probably the most eccentric filmmaker in the world. He really hopes that one day the US will ban the film "The Edge Walker"!

Who knows what kind of challenging achievement missions we'll complete then!
The American creative team readily accepted the settings Chen Yuan added to Night City, and even supplemented and improved many aspects.

Indeed, these native-born Americans know best how the capitalist world should be shaped.

But the Chinese personnel that Chen Yuan brought with him couldn't even imagine such a capitalist hell; they had never seen such 'high-end methods' before!

Chen Yuan didn't blame them. After all, people can't imagine things they haven't seen, so he arranged for them to go out and explore, to get to know the real America.

"Haozi, look at this woman who just donated blood and is resting against a lamppost. Her veins are obviously sunken. She's obviously someone who sells blood frequently. People like that don't live long."

Ning Hao glanced at the arm of the woman who looked gaunt but not old, though his exact age was unknown, and closed his eyes, unable to look directly at her.

Seeing Wang Mo with a dark expression, only sipping his iced Americano without participating in the discussion, Ning Hao nudged his shoulder.

"Hey, Mexican, do you still think Americans are the beacon of human civilization?"

Wang Mo's father was once a leader at the Beijing Film Studio. He grew up in a family with a strong artistic atmosphere and has very solid photography skills. Otherwise, he would not have been selected in the highly competitive selection process of China Film Group.

Ning Hao admired Wang Mo's real skills, but he disapproved of the guy's constant use of the term "Ziyou Mingzhu" and his worship of their values.

After living in the United States for two months and experiencing the real America, he especially enjoyed teasing Wang Mo.

"These Americans are really something, opening a blood bank right in a busy downtown area, don't they even know how to hide it?"

Wang Mo watched as yet another Black mother carrying her child walked into the blood bank to donate blood, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

When Wang Mo actually arrived in the United States, he discovered that it was nothing like the "city on the mountaintop" he had imagined, the highest place of human civilization.

The United States is indeed very prosperous, and its big cities are very impressive, but inside there is a sense of dread.

He had assumed everyone here was striving for the "American Dream," but what he saw with his own eyes was that many were simply struggling to survive.

He saw poor people queuing outside the blood bank; their eyes were vacant, like sugarcane drained of its juice by life.

They weren't offering acts of charity; they were selling their blood plasma to pay next week's rent or buy a donut their child wanted. Those bright red blood plasma bags seemed to have become the most direct, yet cruelest, form of currency for a decent life.

Besides selling blood, Wang Mo also witnessed rampant gangs, police brutality, blatant racial discrimination, and a huge wealth gap.
This was completely different from the generous, strong, and hopeful country he had imagined.

The immense sense of loss is not a sudden collapse, but a slow, suffocating infiltration.

Like a cold rain, it gradually drenched all the burning fantasies within him.

Wang Mo felt a profound pain of being deceived, not because America was so bad, but because it had nothing to do with the perfect illusion he had devoutly believed in for many years.

"Old Mexican, this is capitalism, they don't hide anything at all. Americans themselves are used to it, and when they created Night City, they didn't think that Mr. Chen was deliberately smearing them."

It's perfectly normal that cyberpunk themes originated in this country.

The ridiculous thing is that some of our own people can't even figure it out.

Lin Rui gently patted Lao Mo on the shoulder. In recent days, he had seen several people like Wang Mo who had come to know the real America and subsequently had their faith shattered.

"Hehe, Americans don't think our movies are smearing them, but we Chinese might not!"

I guarantee that after *The Edge Walker* is released in China, a whole bunch of experts and scholars will pop up claiming that Mr. Chen deliberately smeared the beacon of freedom. Don't you think so, Lao Mo?

Wang Mo downed his iced Americano in one gulp, savoring the bitterness in his mouth, and forced a smile:
"Many people in China do have a very biased understanding of the United States, and it is certainly controversial."

But I've already considered one angle from which some people are praising America in this environment.

"What angle?" Ning Hao asked curiously.

"It's about freedom of speech. Americans can even let a movie about a Japanese person taking a dump on their heads be made and released. Doesn't that show their support for freedom of speech and expression of ideas?"

The claim that the script for the film *The Edge Walker* would never have passed muster in China is absurd.

"Hahaha, Old Mo, you've finally seen the light. What nonsense about freedom of speech, it's all just business!"

Lin Rui hugged Wang Mo and laughed heartily:

"Let's go, let's go see 'The Matrix Reloaded'! Boss Chen went to great lengths to get the opening day tickets. The hype surrounding this movie beforehand is terrifying!"

Ning Hao reluctantly gave the waiter a tip; no matter how many times he experienced this, he could never get used to it.

Why should customers pay the waiters? Shouldn't the boss be paying their wages? This is outrageous!

However, he quickly forgot about the tip and said excitedly, "The boss told me that he was inspired to make The Edge Walker after watching The Wachowski brothers' The Matrix."

Do you think that if *The Matrix Reloaded* becomes a huge hit, it will benefit *The Edge Walker*?

Wang Mo picked up the conversation, "Isn't that obvious? The Matrix 1, that groundbreaking film, popularized the cyberpunk genre."

If the sequel achieves the same success, then cyberpunk might not remain a niche genre; Hollywood would likely follow suit.

"Holy crap, Columbia Pictures might pay more attention to 'The Edge Walker.' Mr. Chen is still as good as ever at leveraging trends and riding the wave of popularity!"

(End of this chapter)