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Chapter 510: Chapter 507: Culture Shapes the Nation

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“So you’re leaving so soon? Don’t you want to stay and play for a couple more days? Or have I been a poor host?”

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At four in the afternoon, while Zhou Weisheng was still in his office, he received an unexpected call from Bi Fang about his departure.

What matter could be so urgent that Bi Fang wouldn’t even meet for a last face-to-face and was hurrying to leave?

“I’m truly sorry, Director Zhou, and very grateful for your hospitality, but I really have an emergency,” Bi Fang explained while standing at the airport, holding his boarding pass.

If it weren’t for the unforeseen, he wouldn’t be leaving so soon but would have stayed in the area for a couple more days.

Regrettably, the barrage of missed calls from the previous night mercilessly interrupted his plans.

Bi Fang never expected that an event which took place a decade earlier in the original timeline was only just beginning today!

The thought made him feel that he could no longer wait and had to rush back to the Magic Capital immediately!

Jerret and the others were already there waiting for him.

Jerret didn’t give many details, but based on the original timeline’s ordeal and Japan’s notorious behavior, Bi Fang knew they certainly wouldn’t have an easy time, which is why they had to temporarily retreat to the Magic Capital to find him.

He didn’t expect Jerret to trust him so much.

As a result, Bi Fang had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye, apologizing once again before the announcement for boarding came over the intercom.

Zhou Weisheng heard the announcement and his doubts immediately dissipated.

With only three flights from Jinghong to the Magic Capital at five in the afternoon, and not being able to wait even a day, it was clear that this was truly an emergency.

Without further ado, Zhou Weisheng only asked that Bi Fang make sure to inform him when he comes next time, promising a warm welcome then.

“Then I wish Mr. Bi a safe journey and look forward to seeing more of your work.”

“You definitely will!”

Bi Fang ended the call, grabbed his luggage, and hurriedly boarded the plane.

Ten o’clock at night.

The plane had risen above the clouds, the outside was pitch black, and the cabin lights were dimmed. Bi Fang’s pupils dilated slightly to accommodate more light.

He opened the notepad on his phone, which was filled with dense text, and racked his brain to transcribe the memories from the original world one by one.

It was the same predicament Jerret and his companions were currently facing.

Dolphin Bay.

“Dolphin Bay? What’s that place? Are there lots of dolphins?”

The boy in the seat behind was curious, leaning over Bi Fang’s seatback to ask, and Bi Fang closed his phone with a hand, looked up with a smile, and said, “Peeking at someone else’s phone is impolite. Also, keep it down, everyone is sleeping.”

Surprised, the boy covered his mouth and looked around quietly, then sneakily slipped down from the seatback, squeezing into the gap between the seat and the window, his eyes wide with curiosity.

“My mom and dad say you’re a great hero, you’ve saved lots of people and animals, even climbed the highest mountain in the world, and done many amazing things. When I grow up, I want to conquer the tallest mountain too, and be a great hero!”

“I’ve never conquered the highest mountain, nor am I a hero,” Bi Fang said with a smile as he patted the boy’s head.

“So my mom and dad lied?” The little boy seemed a bit angry, but he quickly forgot about it and asked in a low voice, “You haven’t told me what Dolphin Bay is. Are there lots of dolphins? I really like dolphins, I think they’re very smart, even smarter than puppies.”

“Dolphin Bay.” Bi Fang’s gaze drifted toward the window, under the wing, where massive dark clouds surged by. He paused for a moment and nodded, “Yes, there are lots of dolphins.”

The boy, happy with the news, exclaimed, “Then I’m going to visit next time! Banna is so boring, it’s damp and full of crawly things, surrounded by spiders and snakes, and I hate snakes the most.”

“That’s not a nice place.”

“Ah? Why not?”

“Because the dolphins there live in great pain.”

The beautiful name Dolphin Bay is preceded by an infamous prefix.

In Japan, there is a picturesque little fishing village called Taiji. The villagers are hardworking, leading simple lives, creating the impression of a perfect idyllic paradise with its beautiful scenery and slow-paced life.

But if you delve deeper, you’d discover that innocence and kindness are nothing but a facade, hiding the bloody carnage and revelry year after year.

Every single villager here is a bloody executioner.

Every year, tens of thousands of dolphins and even whales passing by Taiji are mercilessly deprived of their right to live by the local villagers wielding rusty spears.

Fishermen drive dolphins into a shallow bay near the shore, where dolphin trainers from around the world select the lively, healthy, and smart ones to take away.

The remaining large number of dolphins, however, are not released. None that enter Dolphin Bay can return to the ocean unscathed; they are all ruthlessly exterminated without reason.

The slaughtered dolphins’ bloody meat is packaged and sold as dolphin and even whale meat, shamelessly appearing on supermarket shelves.

Everything that occurs here is concealed by the local government due to a dirty circle of interest.

This graveyard for dolphins is known as Dolphin Bay.

In marine conventions established by countries around the world today, without exception, all of them prohibit the hunting and killing of dolphins and whales, even if some hunt covertly, it’s impossible to do so in the same way as Japan.

The Japanese Government is the only one that allows its fishermen to hunt 20,000 dolphins each year, and in reality, the number of dolphins actually killed by Japan far exceeds this number.

They use the excuse that whaling and slaughtering dolphins, and eating whale meat, is part of their culture, and have long refused to sign international marine conventions for the protection of whales that call for an end to whale and dolphin hunting.

Thus it became one of the very few countries in the world that openly hunts whales on a large scale, and the only one that brazenly allows the slaughter of dolphins.

The explanation offered by the Japanese Government is on point; they claim that hunting the whales and dolphins, which the rest of the world is dedicated to protecting, is… a part of Japanese “culture”.

Ha.

Culture shapes a nation, and a certain type of culture shapes a certain kind of nation.

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and integrity can shape a great and harmonious nation that never ceases to grow stronger.

Murder and bloodlust can also shape a nation that is aggressive by nature and unrepentantly so.

In a past life, to expose the slaughter to the world and reveal such atrocities, Louis Psihoyos went to Taiji, risking danger to save the dolphins and filmed a documentary.

Midway, there was even a bloody incident, resulting in casualties.

Yes, casualties.

One of Louis’s colleagues, discovered while secretly filming, was left behind in that place forever, keeping company with the spirits of the dead dolphins.

Afterward, not a single person was punished for the murder.

All villagers took such acts of violence as normal, from the elderly to the young, from students to parents, as if the one who died was not a person but a stray dog by the roadside.

No, they would feel sorrow over the death of a cat or a dog but would not feel guilty over the death of a person.

The first filming session ended there, and everyone had to leave Japan, until the second time, when they learned from their mistakes, regrouped, and successfully exposed all the bloody details under the light of day.

Now, Jerret and his group must be in the gap between the first and second visits, and they haven’t returned to Ugly Country but have come to Huaxia seeking my help.

Bi Fang pinched the bridge of his nose and turned off his nearly dead phone, unaware of how the first filming went. Jerret hadn’t revealed much to him, only hoping that everything was still salvageable.

If I knew nothing, it would be fine, but from the moment Jerret made that phone call, Bi Fang knew he couldn’t remain uninvolved.

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It was ten minutes past midnight.

Not until the landing gear descended and jolted the plane did Bi Fang wake from his slumber. The brightly lit colossal city appeared beneath the wings, its vast highways woven into a glittering web that shone like a massive candle burning under the night sky.

Living in an expensive city is no easy task.

If I didn’t have the System and never streamed, maybe I would be just one among the many, working late into the night, hounded by my boss to push the work forward.

Standing by the roadside, all I see is the jagged skyline cut out by skyscrapers, so high you can’t even see the sky, everyone like ants in a maze.

Such a life can be truly exhausting, to the point where, on weekends, I would lie down quietly by myself, not wanting to do anything, just waiting for the sky outside the window to slowly darken.

Until one day, Bi Fang no longer chose such a lifestyle; he put down the reports he was working on and joined CWCA, armed with a salary that wasn’t enough for family living but enough not to starve, in pursuit of freedom.

But after making this decision, I found that life was still exhausting.

Pressure came from all directions, from parents to friends, from reality to fantasy, with only colleagues who made the same choice possibly understanding me.

Life is like a net—even if you jump out, the threads that cling to your body will forcefully pull you back to face the gory reality.

Luckily, in this life and my past one, I had neither wife nor children; otherwise, I might’ve been driven crazy.@@novelbin@@

Fortunately, in this life, I can finally pursue what I want, and pursue it freely.

From Mount Everest to ocean trenches, from rainforests to deserts, from the past to the future.

There’s no one to scoff at me, no one rushing to scoff. Everyone is envious, everyone admiring, free and unburdened.

I, probably, am now living the life I once desired.

It is also the life of freedom that countless desk-bound workers dream of.

“Huh.”

Bi Fang exhaled deeply, his bones cracking crisply as he got up from his seat, reinvigorated.

After saying goodbye to the little boy, Bi Fang who had gotten off the plane entered a fast-food restaurant and ordered a large amount of high-calorie fried chicken and burgers to take away.

Eating as he headed home.

Bi Fang, who had lost four kilograms in Banna, needed to regain his original weight as soon as possible. Platinum Body would help him quickly turn the accumulated fat into muscle, ensuring his combat readiness.

Bi Fang had the premonition that the upcoming mission to Japan would require him to maintain a high level of combat readiness.