I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 591 - 591 590. Let some people start polluting first_1

Chapter 591: 590. Let some people start polluting first_1 Chapter 591: 590. Let some people start polluting first_1 With the rise in temperature, Jiangcheng became increasingly hot.

As Lingjiang River flowed through the city, it brought relatively humid winds, which, once heated by the direct sunlight, turned the whole place into an ideal steaming pot. Some university dorms didn’t have air conditioning, and the little fans were no match for the heat waves. The floor became prized real estate, fiercely contended over by the boys; at least the bamboo mats and ground beds were cooler than the bunks.

During such times, rainy days were the only cause for celebration.

Suddenly, a gale wind swept through, followed by a downpour. Standing on the higher floors of the dormitory building at Jiangcheng University and looking out, a blurry curtain of rain shrouded the view. Many students cosplayed as seagulls, cheering and screaming in the rain, shouting loudly, “Let the storm rage harder!” only to be soaked by the wind and the rain, yet still laughing heartily.

Disturbed by the incessant monkey-like cries coming from the boys’ dormitory, the girls tucked themselves away in the corridors of supermarkets or classrooms, helplessly watching the pouring rain.

Occasionally, the cheering could be heard in the residential areas as well.

The raindrops tapped against the window glass, casting the outside world in an ambiguous light.

Inside his room, Lu Ban was confirming the content of the trailer.

What played on his screen was the second trailer.

This trailer was completely different from the first one; whereas the first one showcased the extraordinary abilities of the Nine Streams,

the entire content of the second trailer was about the Inheritors of the Ninth River reminiscing about the old folks of that era.

It included narratives from people like Tang Yu and Professor Hu. Although unembellished and simple, their stories were told with sincere emotions.

The Nine Streams, which seemed fantastical and enigmatic in the first trailer, were stripped of their legendary aura in this one, leaving them indistinguishable from ordinary people in their human warmth.

Tang Yu would talk about his great-grandmother’s kind and gentle eyes and the stories she would tell the children in the fields, Professor Hu remembered his father’s corpulent and toiling silhouette, and He Jiaoyang, holding books left by his grandfather’s generation, spoke of his experiences living with his elders.

In these narratives, the legendary Inheritors of the Ninth River, each with their unique and bizarre abilities, became regular grandparents, fathers, and mothers.

In many superhero-themed movies, audiences often feel a sense of detachment; the heroes might have been orphaned by a gunshot, grown up in solitude, or their parents might not even be mentioned at all, standing alone. The stories revolve around them, featuring drastic world crises and dramatic love and hate.

Although many directors attempt to flesh out these heroes with personal flaws, this still fails to address one issue: these heroic characters “feel unreal.”

But Lu Ban’s second trailer brought those legendary characters of the Nine Streams—who in tales could steal trains from their enemies with a pair of guns—back to reality. Rather than making them feel common, it made them feel even more genuine.

With the film set for release during the extended holiday in October, this trailer essentially served as the last preview.

Lu Ban’s two trailers—one telling of the supernatural, depicting a group of powerful individuals with exceptional skills during a magnificent era,

and the other a return to authenticity, recounting the twilight years of heroes after the fall of the curtain.

As for this trailer, audiences had a different set of sentiments.

Under this trailer on the old-day video website, some of the comments with high approval expressed divergent feelings.

“I originally thought this was going to be one of those superhero movies with resistance against alien invasions, but I didn’t expect it to be presented like this. After watching the second trailer, I’m almost starting to believe that there really is a group of people like this in the world.”

“This documentary-like approach is just too unfair. It reminds me of my grandfather, who also fought in a war. He would often sit by the window alone, watching the sunset. This kind of feeling is probably something I, born in an era of peace, will never be able to comprehend—the passion of that time.”

“Judging from this trailer, did all those people survive? Lu Ban didn’t kill anyone this time, which is so unlike him. Has he been possessed by something?”

“Is it just me who thinks this way, or does Lu Ban really want us to believe that all of this actually happened?”

“Holy shit, is that blind old man in the video the same paper-cutting old man we saw in the previous video? Is he a magician or something? I went to Panjiayuan Market looking for him but couldn’t find him at all!”

“What do you call this? This is kneeling before reality. All mockumentaries are shot like this. If you believe this is real, then you’ve fallen for Lu Ban’s trick!”

Lu Ban knew that convincing the audience of the existence of the Inheritors of the Ninth River was going to be difficult—who in their right mind would believe in Yin Yang Eyes or Corpse-sewing Craftsmen? If he were in their place, he wouldn’t believe it either.

Unless he saw it with his own eyes.

But collective cognition is a curious thing.

Some matters, if repeated enough times, could become true.

Moreover, with so many people on this planet, some with high inspiration could gain some knowledge through Lu Ban’s films.

After being ravaged by so many of Lu Ban’s films.

After being nurtured by so many of Lu Ban’s films.

The level of pollution of many people was already very high, especially among those who carefully researched information from the Foreign Domain. Through their own study and exploration, they had already acquired a certain amount of knowledge about the Foreign Domain. In terms of sheer level of pollution, they were far beyond the Chosen by Gods who only went through one or two missions.

The more polluted one is, the easier it is to become further polluted.

Rather than making the audience believe the content of his films, what Lu Ban needed was for the audience to be deeply polluted by the content. Once they accepted this knowledge, Lu Ban would have succeeded.

In fact, since the release of the trailer, the completion of Lu Ban’s task had already started to increase. It had completed one-fifth, roughly the quota of over two thousand people.

Some of these people were “Lu scholars” from around the world, who studied Lu Ban and the knowledge of the Foreign Domain daily, and were highly polluted and more willing to believe, including some ardent conspiracy theorists. To these people, Lu Ban’s experiences in the Foreign Domain and alien spaceships were no different—they believed them all.

Some were people of high inspiration who might have encountered some supernatural phenomena even before coming across Lu Ban’s movies, like the tourists trapped in the amusement park. Thus, after watching Lu Ban’s films, they quickly resonated with them.

To this, Lu Ban’s thought was to get a portion of the population polluted first. Spread the pollution through these early adopters and eventually achieve a grand harmony of pollution across the entire world.

Perfect.

The peak summer in Jiangcheng swiftly passed amidst gale winds and brilliant sunshine, and as the scent of autumn neared, a new batch of students stepped onto the university campus, and the street behind the campus was again full of youthful students in military training garb.

There was less than a week left until the nationwide premiere of “Nine Streams.”