I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

"The sky here is very blue, and the air is very fresh. Although there are so many plants and animals in the ecological park, I know that these are all man-made things, fake and imitations. What humans really need is the original sky."

Lin said somewhat shyly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ban also gained some understanding.

Previously, he had been pondering what changes the materials he obtained could bring to humanity.

Now that I think about it, the biggest difference between the wasteland and this world is that the wasteland has already been destroyed once.

If people could truly experience the feeling of the world being destroyed, would they change their perspective on the world and cherish their current lives more?

Lu Ban thought it was possible.

After all, there are examples of people developing PTSD after watching horror movies and being exposed to places like toilets and hospitals. If people actually experienced the destruction of a wasteland, would their resistance to pollution increase?

For example, the three plans for the wasteland seem crazy. If, through Lu Ban's work, humanity learns about the serious consequences of these plans, wouldn't that help prevent similar things from happening to some extent?

Lu Ban felt his thoughts gradually becoming clearer.

Disaster movie.

He has previously directed horror films, thrillers, suspense films, epic blockbusters, and road trip art films. Now he is about to bring you a disaster film.

A disaster film that tells the story of how the wasteland was destroyed.

This film will depict the social life in the wasteland from multiple perspectives, starting with the initial encounter with natural disasters, to the unity and attempts to save themselves, to the desperate choice of the most desperate means, and finally to destruction.

Robots like Lin become microcosms of our times, reflecting larger trends in a small way.

There is no true protagonist in this movie, but everyone is a protagonist.

Lu Ban believes that after watching such a movie, everyone will definitely rekindle their hope for real life and cherish their current life and environment even more.

Having made his decision, Lu Ban allowed the ecological park portion of [Strange Amusement Park] to travel around the world on its own, creating strange tales and generating initial buzz. At the same time, he distributed tasks to the employees of Silent Media.

Bai Qiquan, who had been slacking off in the office lately, was quite surprised. His boss had disappeared for a long time, but now he suddenly reappeared, and it turned out to be material for another movie.

Uh, it seems like it's always been like this; I should have gotten used to it by now.

After receiving the materials, he first read through them completely.

The disaster special effects amazed him. It was something that even the top teams, both domestic and international, would need to spend a lot of time and effort to create. It would be impossible to do without a budget of tens or hundreds of millions of yuan.

Oh, so you're a boss who's not short of money. Then it's alright.

Of course, Bai Qiquan could also see that the majority of this film was special effects, so the actual filming process might not have been very long, which was in line with his understanding.

Then he raised his hand and asked.

"Boss, there shouldn't be any hidden plot twists in this movie to torture people, right?"

Although Bai Qiquan already felt very depressed watching the robot girl's eyes lose their last glimmer of light as she looked at the destroyed world, he was already deeply saddened.

But he was still worried that Lu Ban would pull another stunt, doing something similar to what happened in "All Quiet in Spring," which would be even more depressing.

"No, no, when have I ever lied to you?"

Lu Ban shook his head, looking very confident.

He didn't actually hide anything in the story.

The same move won't work on a Saint Seiya a second time, and Lu Ban wasn't the kind of director who liked to torture people.

What he wants is something that truly touches people's hearts.

Moreover, unknown plot twists are not conducive to completing the mission, because once there is such a twist, the audience's focus will be on the twist, and they may overlook some of the things that the movie itself wants to express.

For example, some countries' movies emphasize plot twists, which may seem exciting on the first viewing, but after seeing the twists, the plot may seem ordinary and empty on subsequent viewings.

Therefore, this time, Lu Ban wants to openly and honestly let those viewers into the movie, and then openly and honestly change their values.

Chapter 517 Welcome to the Ecological Park

A city in Europe.

Wellington was an ordinary office worker. Although he smoked, drank, and often created enemies that kept him up at night, he was indeed just an ordinary office worker.

After work, he went to a bar with his colleagues to relax. After having a few drinks, he walked home.

In spring, the Thames is shrouded in fog. This city was once known as the Fog City, but that was back in the industrial age when the sun never set. In modern times, apart from continuous and damp rain, the city has lost its former glory.

Wellington walked down the empty, dark street. The daily grind had long since worn away his former ambitions, and he even needed to be drunk to dare to curse his boss.

He was slightly tipsy and felt a pang of loneliness as he looked at the shops that had already closed on the street.

Just then, Wellington noticed a half-open door between a jewelry store and a clothing store on the street.

Light shone through the door, its soft glow making it seem like Wellington's long-lost home.

As if guided by some strange force, he arrived at the door of the house and saw a sign hanging above it that read "Ecological Park".

Wellington wasn't quite sure what the word meant, but he pushed the door open and went inside.

The light filled his entire field of vision, and Wellington was startled, then heard the chirping of birds.

This wasn't the annoying, hoarse cawing of crows that you can hear all the time here, but rather the melodious, gentle songs of nightingales, orioles, and other birds that soothe the soul.

Wellington smelled a strange fragrance.

It wasn't until he saw the view inside the house that he remembered it was the fragrance of flowers.

Having smelled so many artificial perfumes all the time, Wellington had almost forgotten what real floral scents smelled like.

He saw that the place was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and the plants were lush and green, like a tranquil forest clearing.

In the open space, there was also a girl wearing a white dress.

Wellington noticed that the girl was on a bench, playing with a cat.

The cat lay back on the chair, its white belly exposed, seemingly enjoying itself.

This ecological park is lush and green, standing out in the gray city.

Wellington looked up at the roof; the glass-like dome reflected the moonlight, which, combined with the lamplight, gave a warm and cozy feeling.

"Welcome to the ecological park, where the most natural scenery is displayed. I am your guide, Lin."

"That's what the girl said."

Her tone was so pleasant that even Wellington sobered up considerably upon hearing it.

He sat on the lawn, listening to the girl explain the interesting stories about various plants and animals, and felt that all the troubles in his life had left him.

It should be said that listening to good-looking people talk, no matter what the topic is, is always interesting.

Even if someone is humorous and witty, it takes a lot less patience to talk to someone who is unattractive.

In addition, the girl spoke very well.

Wellington studied at a community college and didn't know much about biology and nature, but as he listened to Lynn's explanation, he felt like he understood some of the things that had puzzled him in the past.

Time flew by, and Wellington felt as if several hours had passed, and it was almost dawn.

Thinking about work the next day, he hurriedly left the eco-park. But when he walked onto the wet street and took out his phone to check the time, Wellington realized that only a few minutes had passed since he entered the eco-park.

He turned around, wanting to find that calming room, but found nothing between the jewelry store and the clothing store; the two shops were right next to each other.

Wellington even walked into the middle of it, counted the bricks against the wall, and tapped them with his phone, trying to recreate the magic of Diagon Alley.

Unfortunately, the walls remained unchanged.

He reached out and tried again to make sure this wasn't Platform 9¾.

"Did I drink too much and start hallucinating?"

Wellington felt that everything just now was so real, but now it seemed so unreal.

He searched around and around, thinking he must have remembered the address wrong, but there was no ecological park, botanical garden or anything like that on the whole street, not even a wax museum.

Wellington stood on the street in the middle of the night, the fog blown away by the cold wind, revealing the bright moonlight.

He looked at the moonlight and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

In the local legends, there are fairies who take away children and return them after a period of time. However, the children do not remember what happened during that time; their memories are still stuck when they first disappeared.

Did I just encounter a fairy?

Wellington carefully recalled the girl he had just seen. If she was a fairy, Wellington wouldn't mind being taken away.

"Hehe, my fairy, hehe."

He let out a lewd laugh and strolled leisurely home.

A few days later, during his afternoon nap in Wellington, he overheard what sounded like people talking next door.

"It's true, it's true! I really saw a house, and there were women and animals inside. You have to believe me!"

Two people from the next department were chatting and drinking coffee.

"Who are you kidding? We pass by that place every day after get off work. There are no houses at all, only a curry shop that tastes awful and a bakery that sells baguettes that could stab you to death. If you're talking about the female owner of the open-air cafe, I can only ask you how long this situation has been going on."

The other person retorted.

"Why would I lie to you? I saw it when I passed by there on my way home after working overtime that day. I even chatted with that girl for a long time."

The first person insisted on their own opinion.

Seeing that neither of them could convince the other, Wellington stepped in.

"Hey, was the girl you met named Lin?"

Upon hearing Wellington's words, the man's eyes suddenly widened.

"You...you saw it too?"

He grasped Wellington's hand, looking as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"I knew it, I knew it was real!"

"Did you see him on xxx Street?"

Wellington immediately inquired.

"No, no, I saw it right next to the company..."

Upon hearing this, the man frowned slightly, then pointed to the street outside the window.