The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era

The artist is named Yoshikawa Ishi, 33 years old and has no official job. roundabout

He followed Xu Yang anxiously, and the two walked through the red carpet together. The walls of the corridor were painted with staggered rhombus patterns, filled with gorgeous and magical colors, like a robot's dream, colorful and sharp.

"My painting...is it really worth it?" Ji Chuanshi hesitated again and again, but still spoke.

Xu Yang was holding Ji Chuanshi's hard work in his arms.

The whole painting is sealed with a plastic film, which will not deform or change color after two thousand years. It is hand-painted by Yoshikawa Stone.

"How long did it take you to paint this painting?" Xu Yang brought the painting into the background, and the machines along the way did not stop them.

He and Yoshikawa Shi sat on the same rectangular red upholstered seat, which was made of thick plastic and foam, making it very comfortable to sit on.

"It took more than a thousand hours to paint for half a year." Ji Chuanshi blurted out, "Thirteen hundred hours."

"How much do you think an hour of your labor is worth?" Xu Yang asked.

"What about you? How much do you make an hour?" Yoshikawa asked cunningly.

How much does Xu Yang earn per hour?

Compared with the huge Nisto company and the countless rich people around him, the growth rate of Xu Yang's personal assets is really slow.

As always, the funds in his account depended on Ye Zi and Lila making sums from time to time.

Falosa had no money at first, but thanks to the donations from the witches, she has money in the past two years, and sometimes she will give Xu Yang some pocket money.

These donations fluctuated too much, so it was difficult to calculate. Xu Yang could only report his own salary: "250 funds per hour, 54,000 per month."

"That's okay." Yoshikawa Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xu Yang said that he was a multi-millionaire, Ji Chuanshi would be so jealous that he would go crazy, wishing to destroy himself, because he himself was just a painter living an ordinary life.

An eyeball robot floated over, it was spherical, and the flame propeller was buzzing underneath, and the wine glasses, napkins, snacks, handkerchiefs, gift boxes and other things on each end of the eight robotic arms were all piled up in front of Ji Chuanshi and Xu Yang. On the plastic round table, the dishes are neatly arranged.

Yoshikawa stone glanced around, this room seems to be used to display auction items, the carpet is as luxurious as a fashion for people to wear, and the walls are decorated with some low-key artworks, some of which he learned in art college textbooks Yes, today is the first time I saw you, and I couldn't help taking out my phone to take pictures.

A small room next to it is the bar, which offers top champagne and spirits, and is itself as beautiful as a painting. The table next to the wall is full of appetizers, and Yoshikawa Ishi glanced over and saw eel, tempura and prawns, which were beautifully arranged, as if they were all hungry.

What a luxurious room... once in a lifetime worth it. Yoshikawa Stone is very satisfied.

Some maids are packing the props that will be auctioned on the stage next, and they are courteous and elegant. roundabout

Since it was difficult to distinguish between a synthetic human and a human, Yoshikawashi had to ask aloud.

"Are they real people or are they?" he asked.

As soon as he spoke, one of the girls turned around and smiled at Ji Chuanshi. Ji Chuanshi was even more puzzled.

In the past, he would definitely be able to figure out the difference between a human and a synthetic human. But now it's really hard for him to discern...

"It's a real person, and it's a maid hired by this venue. You can't tell the difference between a human and a synthetic human, maybe in the future we don't need to make the distinction too clearly." Xu Yang shrugged.

As synthetic humans enter thousands of households, the interaction between humans and machines will probably be seamless in the future. Xu Yang was thinking silently. The people who grow up in the next generation may not be so constrained by the difference between man and machine.

"As for the painting..." Ji Chuanshi glanced at his painting, which seemed to be auctioned. roundabout

"A painstaking work that took 1,300 hours to draw." Xu Yang picked up Ji Chuanshi's painting, "Does it have a name?"

"'The Carrot of Thought'." Yoshikawa Shi said cautiously.

The whole painting depicts a melancholy face, buried in purple radishes, looking extremely depressed, with sympathy and grief conveyed in the eyes.

This painting is soaked in the artist's inspiration and ingenuity, and it is a work with a real soul, which involves the real art field of human beings. Xu Yang spoke highly of it, and he didn't want to see it buried just like that.

"It means a thinking carrot?" Xu Yang asked.

"The 'radish of thought' is the most unfortunate person in our time. They are very smart and have great ideas, and they have already seen the laws of social operation." Yoshikawa Ishiyasu said, "But this society has not given them any predictions. Sober, so they can only suffer soberly. Sober, because their souls are blazing and shining like fire. Suffering, because they look at society in despair, knowing that the whole world is in sickness and distress."

"Is it just geniuses who have no ambitions?" Xu Yang observed the melancholy purple radish on the painting. roundabout

The people outside the painting sympathize with it, and the radish inside the painting sympathizes with people.

"Yeah, just like when the world is chaotic, the stars are shining brightly, and capable people emerge in large numbers. When the world is peaceful, no matter how capable people are, they are just a footnote to the whole system, and there is no room for them to develop. Smart people... have noble thoughts, high consciousness Sober people are far better than those around them who are muddled and entertained to death, but this society does not provide them with a stage to display their abilities." Ji Chuanshi stared at his paintings.

These people could have become towering trees, remembered by people all over the world, and left a place in history. But due to bad luck, they can only become melancholy purple carrots, sober and desperate.

"This reminds me of the stories of those generals who are ever victorious. In ancient times, there were such famous generals and monarchs who could lead their troops in a hundred battles and conquer a huge territory. Now, it is very difficult to produce that kind of generals who are invincible in all battles." Xu Yang said.

"Do you know the reason?" Yoshikawa asked.

"Of course, modern warfare is very special. When a general "confers the gods in the first battle", his soldiers will forward the news and take pictures. Think tanks all over the world are working. They recorded it, and all movements and commands were analyzed by psychologists, and then his tactics were analyzed and entered into the think tank, and the generals all over the world could learn them the next day. Genius is not worth much anymore." Xu Yang said.

"So this is our end. Our creativity and talents are swallowed up by big data and information systems, disassembled by AI, become part of some algorithm, and become industrial consumer goods that can be mass-produced." Yoshikawa said painfully . roundabout

Isn't this the trend? Xu Yang was thinking silently.

Since the advent of the camera, the hyper-realistic techniques of painters are not surprising; with the tape recorder, people can listen to the singer's beautiful voice without having to go to the concert hall in person; counterfeit...

People are used to this, and now it's just another stage in history: technology swallows the artistic creation of novels, comics, music, film and television, and paintings.

It has a ruthless scraper, vigorously scraping off the ice floes on the sea, and once the ice emerges from the sea, it will be cut away to fill its own mass.

Xu Yang gave the "Radish of Thought" painted by Ji Chuanshi to the waitress and asked her to take it to the front desk for auction.

"Can I share the money from the auction?" Yoshikawa asked, "I haven't made any money for several months."

"The auction house charges a 6% handling fee, I'll take 15% for fun, and the remaining 79% will be given to you." Xu Yang said. roundabout

"Great." Ji Chuanshi was very satisfied. The **** who had previously consigned basically took all the money.

Ji Chuanshi saw some other people enter the backstage, but they all swiped their cards, some people were turned away, and a bright red warning light lit up from the wall, indicating that the backstage is a private area.

Only then did he realize how incredible it was that Xu Yang brought him backstage so easily.

Ji Chuanshi shrunk back, and saw one after another, well-known figures in the news came to the backstage.

He saw distinguished guests from all walks of life, including well-known bankers, branch directors and regional managers of overseas companies, low-key entrepreneurs and professional investors. Afterwards, there were several socialites and film and television singers in gorgeous dresses. They were very influential in the eyes of ordinary people, but they seemed very weak in such occasions and had to stand aside.

And they were all in awe of Xu Yang. Ji Chuanshi was dumbfounded.

"Hello Commissioner Xu!"

"Ah, long time no see!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"excuse me!"

"It's great that you're here too, thank you so much!"

"Hi, hello, first time meeting..."

"Please accept this, please!" They all exchanged greetings with Xu Yang, trying their best to appear polite, and then quickly flashed away, not wanting to appear too annoying.

Nestor's network monitoring, this is the big shot of the big shots. roundabout

Needless to say those gossips and gossips, just the great achievements in resisting cyber attacks are enough to make people look high.

Xu Yang also smiled, nodded, and shook hands with them, dealing with these prominent figures.

Ji Chuanshi was favored just because he sat next to Xu Yang.

People kept inquiring and inquiring about Ji Chuanshi's occupation and identity, wanting to know why Ji Chuanshi and Xu Yang appeared in the VIP backstage of this charity auction.

The biggest one is Memnon.

When he came to the backstage, he saw Xu Yang at a glance, and immediately waved to Xu Yang, then walked quickly to sit next to Xu Yang, and chatted with him.

Ji Chuanshi was sitting on the other side, and he felt the blood go straight to the root of his ear. roundabout

Rohit Memnon!

He recognized that the CEO of Yemen Technology Company, a top billionaire with a net worth of ten trillion yuan, was actually sitting on the same sofa as himself.

"Why, the 'thought carrot' is about to ripen?" Xu Yang turned his head to see Ji Chuanshi's expression.

"Please... Huh..." Yoshikawa Shi said nervously, he no longer knew how to organize his words.

Xu Yang nodded and let Ji Chuanshi go. He then chatted with Memnon while watching the progress of the auction.

The first few auctioned items were digital paintings and the like. Because they had a unique digital key, they were sold at sky-high prices. Many people made a fortune by playing with digital collections.

Although there is no real value, people love these collectibles. Every major war is followed by a post-war boom in the economy. The same is true now, as the world returns to peace, all kinds of entertainment and investment are also in vogue again. roundabout

After a while, it was the turn of those things that Xu Yang put up.

"The 30-year-old 'Chuanling-565' pocket hoverbike has a starting price of 3 million yuan!" shouted the auctioneer.

"I offer 4 million!"

"I pay 4.01 million!"

"I'll pay 8 million!" The people in the audience shouted, vying for the collection that Xu Yang spent 1.2 million at the beginning.

It was finally sold at a price of 12.5 million, and the transaction atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

"The magic wand of the sea! Contains ancient power and prolongs life! The starting price is 5 million!" the auctioneer announced. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"I offer 6 million!"

"7 million!"

This magic wand was found many years ago on the way to rescue Yanduo on an underwater expedition, and it was put up for auction because it was useless. Xu Yang didn't expect so many people to want it.

Finally, it was sold at a price of 23 million.

"It probably can only control the direction of the flowing water." Xu Yang said.

"But the appearance is really unique, very old." Memnon also likes auctions.

Ji Chuanshi swallowed, because it was his turn to ask Xu Yang to consign the painting. roundabout

""The Carrot of Thought"! A famous painting! A masterpiece! The starting price is 1 million!" the auctioneer announced.

1000000?

When Ji Chuanshi heard this, he fainted directly.