How Am I Still Alive?

Blue sky, white clouds, and endless sea.

I felt relaxed and happy when I watched it on the first day, and a little boring in the first month. But if I watch it for more than ten years, I'm afraid I will just numbly count the days until I return to land.

The sea on the planet Mercury 42 is even more special. When you look at the sea, maybe the "sea" is also looking at you and gives you surprises from time to time.

".This is probably the nineteenth time this week. Is this pirate really crazy?"

Looking at the pirates who were tied, hung and dried on the deck, "outsider" Wang Xi'er felt a little incomprehensible.

She was not busy at work for the time being. When she heard that Lu Ping'an was going to the front line, she followed him. She actually wanted to travel and see more of the completely different customs and customs in this world.

This is not only a relaxing trip, but also preparation for work later.

For her, who was born as a royal daughter, politics is life and daily life, but to play it well, she must first understand the actual situation. Her current understanding of the world is not sufficient, and more and more "brothers and sisters" have entered the world. The situation was over, and she felt uneasy about not having an intelligence advantage.

"Didn't you read the information? And those newspapers and so on?"

Lu Ping'an was a little curious. The other party was actually surprised by the number and frequency of pirates? This world has left the control of powerful lords, and bandits can be said to be everywhere.

To be precise, if you see a fully loaded cargo ship, it is very likely that the friendly and harmonious murloc village one moment will turn into a group of murloc bandits the next moment.

".are you talking about those tabloids that account for 70% of all kinds of advertisements? I'm a little allergic to advertisements and have no interest in them."

"Uh, is it 70%? I'll go back and talk about it."

The Guzhen Tabloid is a subsidiary newspaper of the official media brand created by Lu Ping'an, and it is also a recent product.

It is said to be a tabloid because it cannot be published on a regular basis and cannot produce a clear weekly or daily newspaper.

Originally, Mr. Lu planned to make a collection of three or four pages of newspapers based on the standards of the earth, with a page dedicated to various advertisements, which would meet market demand and would not affect the reading experience too much.

"Your Excellency! This is not cost-effective. Paper in this world is not cheap. This is going to be a huge loss. Besides, we have so many products to advertise, which is not enough in the first place."

Other people's newspapers and periodicals are one advertisement per Jiufen News, but the one page of the miniature version of the newspaper in Lu Ping'an's hands is one Jiufen News and one news.

In the words of newspaper "professionals", since there is no competition now, it is natural to maximize commerciality and take the opportunity to cultivate user habits.

"Let users develop the habit of watching advertisements? Or the ability to find news in the gaps between advertisements?"

"...All of them, at least that's what my professional journalists say. They seem to have graduated from prestigious schools."

"I feel like you are slandering something, but I have no evidence."

The two were chatting on the deck and were speechless for a while. Not to mention, two people who were very good at guessing assessed that it was really possible.

After all, many people have just become literate when they were young, and even the advertisements are interesting to watch. The price of wood in this world is not low, and the traditional paper-making products are also very expensive. It is not that there are no substitutes, and those that are used the most The purple "kelp paper" is uncomfortable even for wiping your butt.

New papermaking technology is still being developed, but there is no solution in the short term.

Considering the long-term, if newspapers are to be responsible for their own profits and losses and keep newspapers and periodicals enlightening people's wisdom, cost-cutting advertising is inevitable. Nowadays, newly established manufacturers and stores also have large amounts of investment funds on hand, but they lack the means to promote and launch advertisements. Chance.

"The cities are also too far away. Coupled with sea transportation, laying cables is now impossible."

When Lu and Wang Xi'er were together, chatting naturally turned into a work meeting.

"No more nonsense, why does this rare vacation feel like going back to work overtime?"

Even though he knew that he would not be able to hide when he reached the front line, Lu Pingan still tried hard to pretend that he was on vacation.

Wang Xier also fell silent. She was really here for vacation. She patted her cheek and decided to find a lighter topic.

"Uh, by the way, have you bought a new game device TS? It seems that some big players have started selling magically modified game consoles, which are slightly polluted and can run games from the earth."

"Oh, I asked Fang Wen and the others to make it through magic modification. The investor is Dongguo. It is considered a key publicity project and the cost is subsidized. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sell it at this low price."

"Really? When I have more people there, I should also order a batch. The phosphorus spreaders from the earth are okay, but those who have never come into contact with us need a little soft publicity. I also need some movies and animations. , I have some Eastern literature works in the Chinese language, please help me print some."

"OK, I will give it to you first."

"Let's just wait a minute. Why are we talking about work again?"

The two stared at each other, and finally sighed helplessly. One looked at the white clouds in the sky, and the other leaned against the deck and looked at the sea.

".Here we go again, encountering the twentieth wave of pirates this week"

Hearing this, Lu Pingan also looked at the new era pirates pushing fire-breathing boats and fire-breathing jet skis.

Someone on the road also saw the sailors on the ship becoming nervous and busy. This time, they seemed to be more professional.

"Snapped!"

With a snap of the fingers, fireballs rained down, and the pursuers were killed one by one without even touching the side of the ship.

The survivors hurriedly ran away, but most of them had sunk to the bottom of the sea. The local "Firebreathing Gang" was destroyed. There were more than 40 members in total, and probably a few of the fastest fishmen ran away.

The battle started funny, and ended even more funny. But if it was an ordinary merchant ship, it would at least be a hard battle, and it might even be the end.

Many governors on Earth are quite harsh on their territories. The daily tax revenue is nearly half of the income, but it still can't withstand the countless immigrants. In this era, safety is always the first priority. There are foreign invaders, crazy fishmen and poor villagers everywhere. In most cases, "villagers" are the most terrifying because they are everywhere and can do anything to survive.

In the current situation, let alone universal education, being able to do a good job in your own territory is already the limit

"By the way, is our immigration policy a bit too loose? The recent increase in urban population is a bit severe."

"Why is it work again? There is actually no way. I suggest that we start the backup plan as soon as possible and start the underwater satellite city project."

There is no way. Let's talk about work. It's better than this boring and awkward weather deck.