Starship Girl Express

Chapter 555 - Contact with People Calms People Down - Up

Malvoy: "Inside the literature of Lieu, the last two sentences are 'Half a glass of cloudy wine eyes looking at eyes, forgetting the way home for one night.'"

Mugwai: "What does that mean? From the sound of it, it sounds like you're writing about drinking and having fun, watching a cabaret show, seeing eye to eye with a dancer, and having a one-night stand and forgetting to go home, right? Since it's a space age piece, it wouldn't be the same ones that were eaten and drank in the distant past, would it?"

Bai Mowei: "True, but if that's all it is, it wouldn't be worthy of the Lechu Literary Award, at least it would have to have a layer of depth to it, Jasmine, what to say."

Jasmine Vey: "The Ten Thousand Mirror Steps is an AR technology dance step, much like the ancient multi-person collective 'Thousand Hands' performance, except that the Ten Thousand Mirror Steps is a single, full-angle, full-length dance step, very gorgeous, and requires a lot of skill from the dancer, much like the husband's 'Kung Fu' ', it's all skill work with muscle memory."

White Mojo: "The author of this poem, the period setting...let's see, ooh, it was written by a ship's captain."

It doesn't need to be a professional writer. First of all, as knowledge becomes more and more universal, the concept of what is a "professional" is becoming more and more vague.

Soldiers are definitely not professionals who specialize in the writing industry, but they can be professionals and have deeper literary attainments than anyone else.

There is also the result of the near-infinite extension of the human lifespan, which is a result of the Earth's ecological constraints - one has so much time at one's disposal that one can specialize in all hobbies and interests.

That's why it's perfectly normal for a ship's captain to win the Lechu Prize for Literature. As long as his work is published on the Internet with real informants, is liked by the public, and then passes the jury, he will receive the highest literary prize.

And the empty open and transparent Lechu Literary Award is permanent, anyone can view the entire selection process at any time, and at any point can issue a query - so time is the final judge.

Mugwai also went online herself and checked out the full poem: "...the background is, was it written when the captain went on leave to the logistics ship after a battle was won?"

Malvoy: "According to the author's own explanation, his poem has three layers of meaning, indicating one layer describing watching an opera performance, and another two deep layers."

Bai Mowei: "Ha, when I took the exam, what reading comprehension of ancient poetry, analysis of the author's thoughts and feelings at the time, are thousands of years later when someone else died, we later rely on guesses, either empathy or historical data guesses... Now ah, people can live a long time, long enough to see their works famous, then Be interviewed and tell yourself what you're writing about."

Mugwort: "Empathy?"

Malvoy: "I saw a saying called 'Substitute Holy Confessions' almost like feeling, transferring your own subjective emotional perceptions to someone else..."

I understand that it is those 'justice players' in the Tower World who have transferred our future values to the NPCs, and have naturally and instinctively decided that they too are humans, completely self-satisfied with this desire to act as 'heroes'. 's recruits, we disciplinary authorities have seen a lot of them."

Malvoy: "And what has been done with them all? Mullie works in the combat unit, graveyard HAC, exploration fleet side, right..."

Mugwort pressed her temples, "Yeah. There are always new people inside the fleet who want to free the captive cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks in the ecosystem, think they are pathetic, transfer 'humanity' to the animals, personify them, and then fight for them... It's a headache to think about it now, the society these naive children live in Families are too gentle, and the world is so peaceful!"

Malvoy felt the same way, nodding like a chicken pecking her head: "I also met soldiers who sympathized with the 'erasers' back then, believing that they were also beings, and if they could communicate, then they could understand each other without having to fight to the point where one side had to end up perishing."

Muglywrath: "Sheesh, there are more of those? No, I say, does the eternal battlefield over there pop up like that too?"

Bai Mowgli: "People, everyone is unique, you can't generalize, more ah all kinds will be used... What about the soldier who wants to make friends with the erasers in the end?"

Malvoy: "Dead, killed by his private erasers, and then the eraser fleet traced over...the commander was too gentle with his punishment at the time, and just shot him for 'collaboration with the enemy', so my department wouldn't have been attacked afterwards. "

White Mowgli: "The opponents are erasers, well, there's no 'pass' at all, so who would have thought. What did Mullie's side do with the new recruits who had to save the chickens? No more chicken?"

Mu Ge Lihua: "The higher-ups demanded that we not be punished severely, but the lower-ups thought we were punished too severely, and the inside and the outside were not human, a bad lower-class soldiers made trouble, and in the end the only ones who were unlucky were us in green uniforms...."

Bai Mo Wu: "That's true, when I was a general, when the lower level soldiers made trouble, that was punished along with the middle management... You were punished?"

Mugwort: "Not punished, but have been transferred... Our disciplinary body faces the most of this crap... There are those that are handled well and those that go wrong, too many..."

Malvoy: "Hey, I can't help it, the characteristic of intelligent creatures, 'having feelings'."

Mugwai: "It's so easy to lead new corps members now, I'm not sure I'm comfortable saying this, but some times, hey... it's nice not to have to wear green uniforms anymore."

White Mowgli: "So yeah, it's like that in the military, we're that much more at a loss with the 'Justice Players' group."

Malvoy: "They obviously hindered our work and actually helped the enemy, so they can be considered 'collaborators', right, to that group of Justice Players, even though the Human Security Council hadn't popped up yet and declared war, but afterwards, we should at least withhold some GC from them before we should..."

Bai Mowgli: "I also think they should be taught a little lesson, up their memory before right, don't just be a hero, a third party inserted, not even eating the melon clearly before taking sides, and also doing it, that's outrageous..."

Malvoy: "Melon? Ah, 'melon eating' ah, husband don't always use the classical so-la, Jasmine hasn't learned so many words."

Miao Ge Lihua shook her head to pick up Bai Mo Wu's words, "can't say that, can't punish ordinary citizens for this kind of thing, but also after the fact, you see, until now there is no movement, the intelligence department are present oh, they really have a problem, transfer the data to the administrative unit, the punishment will come down immediately."

Bai Mowgli: "So ah, actually I don't care, after all they are also being used, although they belong to that kind, jumping into the pit by themselves, there is no existence that any party is counting on at all."