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The whispers in the corner of the warehouse didn't last long.

The so-called "reserve of a tech geek" crumbles under the lure of money.

Five minutes later.

Mark, his face flushed, clutched the Parker pen tightly in his hand and signed his name on the last line of the contract.

"A wise choice."

Mark looked up at Yu Le, who was still sitting in the folding chair with his legs crossed.

"Boss... so what do we do next? Finish that fluid simulation in this warehouse?"

"What a load of crap."

Yu Le stood up and patted the dust off his trousers.

He glanced around the dilapidated warehouse, which reeked of pizza and mold, and wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Pack your things, move.

……

three days later.

Burbank, a gray-white office building in the media district.

While it may not be as grand as the skyscrapers of Hollywood's giants, it boasts an excellent location, surrounded by top-tier post-production companies.

The entire third floor.

The once empty office area is now filled with brand-new desks and chairs.

Dozens of top-of-the-line graphics workstations, still unopened, were piled up at the entrance, like small mountains waiting to be inspected.

Li Zhaohua was directing several movers to carefully carry the expensive motion capture cameras into the innermost laboratory.

"Be gentle! Be gentle!"

Li Zhaohua's voice is much louder than before, and he stands up straighter.

After all, with Yu Le's wealth behind him, he could speak with authority in front of those foreigners.

Kevin stood at the lab door, holding a keyboard, looking at the room full of new equipment, his eyes red-rimmed.

He reached out his hand, trembling, and touched the latest server chassis.

"My God... this setup..."

Mark stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the California sunshine outside, holding a freshly brewed cup of instant coffee in his hand, feeling like he was dreaming.

Just a few days ago I was worried about my next meal, but now I not only have a spacious office, but also top-of-the-line equipment.

Is this what it feels like to be kept by Chinese capital?

Really fragrant.

The office door was pushed open.

Yu Le walked in.

He changed into casual clothes and was carrying a heavy-looking brown paper bag.

Luo Xiang was still dressed in a sharp suit, following behind like a bodyguard, his eyes scanning every corner like searchlights.

"Boss!"

Mark quickly put down his coffee and led his team to greet them.

"Is everyone settled in?"

Yu Le threw the paper bag in his hand onto the conference table with a dull thud.

"All settled in! We're ready to start work anytime!"

Mark rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.

"Boss, what kind of job should we take on for our first project? Post-production for Paramount, or VFX outsourcing for Sony? With our current equipment, taking on a multi-million dollar project is no problem at all!"

In his view, the acquisition of them was definitely for the purpose of making money by taking on outsourced work in Hollywood.

After all, this is how most visual effects companies survive.

Yu Le pulled out a chair and sat down, tapping his finger on the brown paper bag.

"Outsourcing? I spend so much money paying you all to work for someone else?"

Yu Le scoffed, his eyes revealing arrogance.

"We don't take on jobs. We build them ourselves."

"Make it yourself?"

Mark was stunned. He exchanged a glance with David beside him, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Boss, we're a special effects studio, not a film company..."

"That's it now."

Yu Le untied the drawstring of the kraft paper bag and took out a thick stack of A4 paper.

That was the result of his frantic typing on that laptop in the hotel.

"This is the script."

Yu Le pushed the stack of papers to the middle of the table.

The cover has only one line of simple English words.

Avatar.

"Avatar?"

Mark pronounced the word, his brow furrowing even more.

"Is this a Sanskrit word? An incarnation?"

"You can understand it that way."

Yu Le leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped over his abdomen.

"This is a story about aliens. But not the kind with big heads like dolls, nor the kind of aliens that just drool."

He pointed at Kevin.

"Kevin, your facial capture system, and all the new motion capture equipment we bought, are for this movie."

"I want you to create a completely new species."

"Blue skin, three meters tall, cat-like ears, and a tail. Most importantly, their expressions must be as detailed as a real person's."

Yu Le stood up.

"I want the audience to be sitting in the movie theater, unable to distinguish between special effects and reality."

The meeting room was very quiet.

Only the humming of the host fan could be heard.

Mark picked up the script and turned to the first page.

Luo Xiang took a step forward at the opportune moment, and the shadow cast by his massive body covered half of the conference table.

Friendly reminder.

Luo Xiang's voice was flat, and he held a document in his hand.

"The global rights to this script were registered across all categories yesterday afternoon."

"Including but not limited to movies, games, merchandise, and even theme parks."

"Everyone here has signed a confidentiality agreement."

Luo Xiang pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light.

He didn't continue speaking, but the meaning was already clear.

Mark swallowed hard, feeling the script in his hand become scalding hot.

He forcibly shifted his gaze away from Luo Xiang and refocused on the text of the script.

Pandora.

The gigantic gas giant Polyphemus.

[Floating mountains.]

The Na'vi.

Neural connectivity.

One after another, unheard-of concepts bombarded him.

David and Kevin also leaned in closer.

This is more than just a story.

This is a complete, grand, and unprecedented worldview.

If we could actually make these things...

That would be a revolution in film history.

"This...this is insane."

Mark looked up, his eyes bloodshot from extreme excitement.

"All CG characters? All virtual environments? And 3D live-action shooting too?"

"Boss, do you know how much computing power this requires?"

David was also shouting and gesturing wildly from the side.

"The physical collisions from that floating mountain alone are enough to make our servers smoke!"

Yu Le looked at the group of tech geeks who were so excited they were about to jump for joy, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He wasn't afraid of them saying it was difficult; he was afraid they wouldn't react.

If the technology isn't there, then we'll do research and development.

Yu Le pointed at Kevin.

"Isn't Kevin already working on facial capture? Give him the money, hire people for him. Buy him whatever he needs."

"If you don't have enough computing power, buy a server."

"I only care about the results."

Money is not a problem.

At that moment, Yu Le's "nouveau riche" demeanor suddenly became sacred in Mark's eyes.

This doesn't look like a boss at all.

This is simply an angel sent by God to save these tech fanatics!

Although this angel was accompanied by a devilish lawyer who was always ready to send them to prison.

"We need people."

Mark took a deep breath and quickly got into work mode.

"We couldn't finish this job even if we worked ourselves to death. We need modelers, texture artists, lighting artists, rigging artists..."

"trick."

Yu Le waved his hand.

"A 30% raise. If they can't poach you, then 50%!"

Mark nodded vigorously, his eyes burning with a fierce flame.

As a technical lead, he knew all too well the appeal of this kind of project.

For top visual effects artists, money is certainly important, but being able to participate in such a groundbreaking project is an honor they can boast about for a lifetime.

"Kevin."

Yu Le turned to look at the thin young man who hadn't said a word.

"Your task is the most important."

"I need you to perfect your facial capture system as soon as possible."

Kevin nervously pushed up his thick-rimmed glasses, but still stammered, "I'll try my best!"

Yu Le nodded in satisfaction.

He turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the busy street.

Hollywood.

This is the center of global cinema.

At this moment, no one knows what kind of storm is brewing in this unassuming third-floor office.

According to the original timeline, Cameron hadn't even started writing the script yet, and it would be another two years before the project was actually launched.

Now, Yu Le has already secured the script copyright and has initiated the project ahead of schedule.

Yu Le wanted to seize this future in his own hands ahead of time.