Chapter 507 Culture Creates a Nation
"You're leaving so soon. Can't you stay a few more days? Or am I not treating you well enough?"
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Weisheng was still in the office when he received a call from Bifang saying that he was leaving, which surprised him.
What's the matter that makes you so anxious? You want to leave in such a hurry without even seeing each other for the last time?
"I'm really sorry, Director Zhou, thank you very much for your environment and hospitality, but I really have something urgent." Bifang stood in the airport, holding the boarding pass in his hand, and explained to Zhou Weisheng.
If nothing unexpected had happened, I would not have left so early, but would have stayed in the scenic area for two more days.
Unfortunately, last night, the numerous missed calls ruthlessly interrupted his thoughts.
Bifang never expected that something that happened ten years ago in the original time and space would only begin today! ?
When he thought of this, Bifang felt that he couldn't wait any longer and had to rush back to the Magic City immediately!
Jarrett and others were already waiting for him there.
Jarrett did not explain the specific situation, but based on the experience in the original time and space and the character of Little Japan, Bifang knew that they would never succeed, so they had to retreat temporarily and come to the Magic City to find himself.
I didn't expect Jarrett to believe in me so much.
For this reason, Bifang had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye. After apologizing again, the boarding notice was also announced via the broadcast.
When Zhou Weisheng heard the broadcast, all his doubts disappeared.
There are only three flights from Jinghong to Shanghai at 5 pm, and we can't wait for a whole day. It's really anxious.
Without saying anything more, Zhou Weisheng only asked Bifang to tell him the next time he came, and he would treat him well.
"Then I wish Mr. Bi a pleasant journey and look forward to seeing more of his works."
"I will!"
Bifang hung up the phone and hurriedly boarded the plane with his luggage.
Ten o'clock at night.
The plane had risen above the clouds. There were dark clouds outside and the lights in the cabin were dimmed. Bifang's pupils dilated slightly to accommodate more light.
The notepad on the phone was opened, filled with densely packed words. Bi Fang was racking his brains to write down the memories of the previous world one by one.
This is also the dilemma that Jarrett and his team are currently facing.
Dolphin Bay.
"Dolphin Bay? What is this place? Are there a lot of dolphins?"
The boy in the back seat was very curious and leaned on the backrest to ask. Bifang closed his phone with his backhand, raised his head and smiled: "It is very rude to peek at other people's phones. Also, keep your voice down, everyone is sleeping."
The boy covered his mouth in surprise, looked around in a low voice, quietly got down from the backrest, squeezed into the gap between the seat and the porthole, his eyes wide open.
"My parents said you are a great hero. You have saved many people and animals, climbed the highest peak in the world, and done many things. It's amazing. I want to conquer the highest peak in the world and become a great hero!"
"I haven't conquered the world's highest peak, so I can't be called a hero." Bifang smiled and touched the boy's head.
"Then my parents lied to me?" The little boy was a little angry, but he soon forgot about it and asked in a low voice, "You haven't told me where Dolphin Bay is? Are there a lot of dolphins? I like dolphins very much. I think they are very smart, smarter than puppies."
"Dolphin Bay." Bifang looked out the window. Under the wing, large black clouds were rolling. After a pause, he nodded, "Yes, there are a lot of dolphins."
The boy seemed very happy to hear the news: "Then I will go there next time! Banna is so boring, damp and spooky, with spiders and snakes everywhere. I hate snakes the most."
“It’s not a good place.”
"Ah? Why?"
“Because the dolphins there are living in pain.”
Dolphin Bay, this beautiful name has a prefix that is notorious.
In Japan, there is a beautiful fishing village called Taiji. The villagers are hardworking and live a simple life. Whether it is the beautiful scenery or the slow-paced life, it looks like a paradise.
But if you really delve into it, you will find that simplicity and kindness are just a false appearance. Behind everything is the carnival after bloody massacre year after year.
Every villager here is a bloody executioner.
Every year, tens of thousands of dolphins and even whales pass through Taiji and are ruthlessly deprived of their right to survive by local villagers holding rusty harpoons.
Fishermen drive the dolphins to the shallow bay near the shore, where they are first selected by dolphin trainers from all over the world, who take away the lively, healthy and intelligent ones.
The remaining large number of dolphins will not be released. Any dolphin that enters Dolphin Bay will not be able to return to the sea unharmed. They will be killed without any reason.
The bloody meat of the slaughtered dolphins will be packaged and sold as dolphin or even whale meat, appearing on supermarket shelves.
Everything that happened here was concealed by the local government due to a dirty circle of interests.
This dolphin's grave is called Dolphin Bay.
In the ocean conventions formulated by countries around the world today, all of them, without exception, prohibit the killing of dolphins and whales. Even if someone hunts them secretly, they cannot do it like Japan.
The Japanese government is the only country that allows its fishermen to kill 20,000 dolphins each year, and in fact the number of dolphins killed by Japan each year is far more than this number.
They have long refused to sign the International Convention on the Protection of Whales and the International Maritime Convention on Not Killing Whales and Dolphins, using the excuse that whaling, killing dolphins and eating whale meat are part of their culture.
It has become one of the very few countries in the world that kills whales on a large scale, and the only country that openly allows the indiscriminate killing of dolphins.
The Japanese government's explanation was very clear. They claimed that killing whales and dolphins, which countries around the world are committed to protecting, is Japanese...culture.
hehe.
Culture creates a nation, and what kind of culture creates what kind of nation.
Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness can create a great country that strives for self-improvement and advocates peace and coexistence.
Killing and bloodthirstiness can also create a nation that is aggressive and unrepentant.
In his previous life, in order to make the massacre known to the world and expose this evil, Louis Sihoyos came to Taiji, risked his life to rescue the dolphins and filmed a documentary.
There was even bloodshed and casualties along the way.
That's right, casualties.
One of Louis' colleagues was found filming secretly and was left there forever by local villagers to accompany the ghosts of the dolphins.
Afterwards no one was even punished for the murder.
All the villagers are accustomed to such violent acts, from the elderly to the young, from students to parents, as if the one who died was not a person but a stray dog on the roadside.
No, they will feel sad for the death of a cat or a dog, but they will not feel guilty for the death of a person.
The first filming ended because of this and everyone had to withdraw from Japan. It was not until the second time that everyone learned their lesson and regrouped to successfully expose all the bloody things to the sun.
Now, Jarrett and his group should be in the gap between the first and second times, and instead of returning to the Ugly Country, they came to China to seek help.
Bifang pinched his brows and turned off his phone which was running low on battery. Not knowing how the first shoot went, Jarrett didn't reveal too much to him. He just hoped that everything was still possible to save.
It would have been fine if he didn't know, but from the moment Jarrett called, Bifang knew he couldn't stay out of it.
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12:10am.
Bifang didn't wake up from his sleep until the landing gear was lowered and the fuselage vibrated. A huge city with bright lights appeared under the wing. The highways that extended in all directions formed a glittering spider web, like a giant burning candle in the night.
Living in an expensive city is not easy.
If I didn’t have a system and had never done a live broadcast, I might have become one of the countless people in the lights, working late at night and being urged by my boss to speed up my work.
Standing on the roadside, all you can see is a jagged skyline cut by tall buildings, so high that you can’t even see the sky. Everyone is like an ant in a maze.
Such a life can be really tiring sometimes. I am so tired that on weekends I always lie alone in silence, not wanting to do anything, waiting for the sky outside the window to slowly darken.
Until one day, Bifang no longer chose this kind of lifestyle. He put down the report in his hand, resolutely joined CWCA, and went to pursue his own freedom with a salary that was not enough to support his family but not enough to starve him.
But after doing this, I found that I was still very tired.
There is pressure from all directions, from parents to friends, from reality to fantasy. The only people who can understand me are probably my colleagues who have made the same choice.
Life is like a web. Even if you jump out, the spider silk will pull you back to face the bloody reality.
Fortunately, I don’t have a wife and children in my previous life or this life, otherwise I would be really worried to death.
Fortunately, in this life, I can finally pursue my dreams freely.
From Mount Everest to the ocean trench, from the rainforest to the desert, from the past to the future.
No one comes to laugh at me, no one comes to mock me, everyone envies me, everyone admires me, I feel happy and free.
I have probably already lived the life I wanted to live in the past.
It is also the free life that countless office workers dream of.
"call."
Bifang let out a long sigh, his bones making crisp sounds, and stood up from his seat in high spirits.
After saying goodbye to the little boy, Bifang got off the plane and went into a fast food restaurant and ordered a large number of high-calorie fried chicken burgers to take away.
While eating, I hurried towards home.
Bifang, who lost four kilograms in Banna, needs to restore his weight as soon as possible. The platinum body will help him quickly convert the accumulated fat into muscle to ensure his combat effectiveness.
Bifang had a premonition that this trip to Japan would require him to maintain high fighting spirit.
