After filming wrapped up, the actors would return in batches according to their own work arrangements.
The people in charge of post-production would remain on planet Wai for a while. Other than a small portion of actors who weren't in a hurry to return, the rest were in a hurry to return to their careers. Those who stayed weren't all related to post-production. There were also a few actors who planned to tour around planet Wai before returning.
During this time, Fang Zhao raced with those stuntmen twice.
The rumbling of the motorcycle and the flying dust made the blood in his body boil.
Zaro's eyes were burning with envy. He also wanted to join in the fun.
But with Zaro's driving skills, he would probably flip over the moment he started driving a two-wheeled motorcycle from the Period of Destruction, even if he activated the autopilot while driving a flying car.
For the sake of Zaro's safety and his career future, his agent had stopped Zaro. Although Zaro couldn't avoid scolding him, he was used to it and was as calm as still water.
In the end, Zaro had no choice but to ride the motorcycle and strike a cool pose for a photo. At least he could show off online and fool netizens who didn't know the truth.
Perhaps they had found inspiration from racing with Fang Zhao, but after the race, the stuntmen decided to go back and suggest to a few top motorcycle companies in Maersizhou that they hold a large-scale off-road race on planet Wai.
"The competition grounds in Maersizhou are too crowded. In recent years, it has been getting more and more restricted. Racing can't be fun." A stuntman took off his helmet. Although he had lost to Fang Zhao again, the unbridled feeling of speeding made him very excited.
Most of these stuntmen were from Maersizhou, and the people of Maersizhou seemed to have a crazy competitive gene in their bodies. They were fascinated by the pain of falling.
Technology had given rise to many new competitive events, and with the passing of time, the people of Maersizhou had started to indulge in some ancient competitions from the Old Era or before. Previously, they had ridden off-road motorcycles from the Old Era and raced around the primitive sandy ground outside the filming area.
The stuntman's eyes shone with a fanatical light. "Wind and rain, lightning and thunder. Listening to the roar of the engine, breaking through the splattering mud, climbing over the steep slope, and leaping over the rocks with the car, that feeling is like an ancient knight. Honor has been bestowed upon you! Fang Zhao, I can see that you also like this sport very much and can understand our feelings. You are extremely talented in this aspect! Go to Mazhou! To fight in the arena! Feel the charm of an ancient competition! It's a completely different feeling from eSports! "
Fang Zhao: "Not interested."
He had enough of that in his previous life.
Under the disappointed gazes of the stuntmen, Fang Zhao rode his bike back to the set. After returning the bike and paying the rental and maintenance fees, he headed for the music center.
There were a lot of people in the Music Center now. The actors and crew members who had no work to do and were waiting for the next flight back would come to the Music Center to watch the performances.
Now, every time Fang Zhao came here, he went to see Mo Lang.
Mo Lang had left him a message yesterday, asking him to drop by in the next two days when he was free. It was not an urgent matter, but he wanted to exchange ideas on music arrangement.
Mo Lang's 10-minute finale was already 90% complete. There were still some parts that he wasn't satisfied with that needed to be edited. Once he was satisfied, it would be recorded.
As Fang Zhao had also contributed to this finale, Mo Lang made Fang Zhao sign a confidentiality contract. When the time came, Fang Zhao's name would be listed as the second composer, second only to Mo Lang's.
After signing the contract, Mo Lang showed Fang Zhao the complete score. This way, it would be easier for them to discuss the arrangements.
Today, during his discussion with Mo Lang for half an hour, Fang Zhao's communications device rang urgently.
If it wasn't an urgent matter, it wouldn't be this kind of sound. When he saw the caller, Fang Zhao's eyelid twitched. "Sorry, I have to take this call first."
The caller was Huo Yi. As the commanding officer of Wai base, Huo Yi would never personally contact Fang Zhao if it wasn't an important matter. And the only person on Wai base who had anything to do with Fang Zhao was Curly Hair.
Fang Zhao walked over to an empty room and answered the call.
"Something happened at the kennel. Come over now and turn on the locator. I will get the person closest to you to pick you up. "Huo Yi's voice was deep, as though he was suppressing his rage.
"Is Curly Hair all right?" Fang Zhao asked.
"He's alive and kicking, just a little too agitated. Nobody can get close to him now. Come out now. We'll talk on the way. "
Huo Yi didn't say much before ending the call.
Fang Zhao bade farewell to Mo Lang and left quickly.
Fang Zhao emerged from the main entrance of the music center. People entering and exiting the music center noticed Fang Zhao's hurried footsteps and were about to ask him about it when they heard voices of doubt.
Fang Zhao raised his head and saw an average-looking flying transport land. After Fang Zhao boarded it, it left without a moment's delay.
"Was that … a military flying transport?" someone asked doubtfully.
"I think it's for Wai base's internal use. It's equipped with a new power and weapon system. Usually, outsiders aren't allowed to use it," an actor who had acted in many military dramas said. An actor who had acted in many military dramas said. He knew more about this and usually paid more attention to this aspect.
"So, the rumor that Fang Zhao has a strong military background is true? Otherwise, why would Wai base let Fang Zhao use such a powerful flying transport? "
"I don't know about that, but I do see some special qualities in Fang Zhao. If it were me, I would definitely stay in the military to further my career. It would be even better if I had a background and could go even higher. Why does he want to join the entertainment circle? It's really puzzling. "
People in the entertainment circle had all sorts of speculations about Fang Zhao's hurried departure on Wai base's flying transport. But what most people were curious about was — did Fang Zhao really have a strong military background?
Fang Zhao was in no mood to care about what the people at the music center thought as he boarded the flying transport to Wai base. On the way, Fang Zhao contacted the base to understand what had happened.
Previously, Huo Yi had told him that Curly Hair might be targeted, and it wasn't nonsense. Intercepting so many goods had cost a lot of people's profits. Even if the base had done their best to keep it a secret, as time went by, there would be times when they would be careless. Furthermore, the Wai base's internal forces weren't a monolithic entity. After the military expansion, things would become even more complicated.
There weren't any transport ships arriving today, and there weren't many security checks at the airport. In the morning, the person in charge brought Curly Hair for a walk before letting him rest at the kennel. Today, the dogs at the kennel were all resting. There weren't any training missions, and the people guarding the kennel hadn't expected that someone would dare to assassinate a dog in broad daylight!
Although the other party hadn't succeeded, the soldiers guarding the kennel hadn't caught the culprit either. Then, in the blink of an eye, Curly Hair had dashed out of the kennel!
The other people at the kennel locked up the remaining dogs in the kennel. The kennel assigned people to guard the kennel while another team went after Curly Hair.
That team quickly caught up with Curly Hair, but this dog had changed from his gentle demeanor to one of extreme ferocity and was barking non-stop.
When Fang Zhao entered the base, he heard a dog barking.
One of the kennel's feeders explained to Fang Zhao, "Ever since we found him, he hasn't let anyone get close. Whenever he gets close, he barks crazily, barks his teeth, and is on high alert. I've never seen him so fierce since he entered the base. The vet came over to take a look and didn't find any injuries. After a rough scan, the vet said that Curly Hair's internal organs and bones were fine, but because there was no way to examine him closely, he couldn't confirm if he was really fine. The commanding officer said to wait for you to come over first. If you can't calm him down, then we'll use other methods. "
The feeders, trainers, and the lieutenant colonel in charge of holding Curly Hair all received the same treatment. They couldn't get close. There was no choice but to wait for Fang Zhao to come over.
When he saw Fang Zhao, Curly Hair quickly ran over to Fang Zhao's side and whimpered a few times as if he had been wronged. Although he didn't bark anymore, he still wasn't very friendly to others and would bark at anyone who got close.
Fang Zhao reached out and stroked Curly Hair's fur. One reason was to comfort him, and the other was to check if there were any injuries on his body.
"He's fine," Fang Zhao replied.
Huo Yi heaved a long sigh of relief. "That's good. Let the vet give him another checkup and do a blood test to prevent any drug damage. "
However, the vet had just taken a step closer when Curly Hair started barking again. This time, he only barked twice before stopping. However, he still stared at the vet and let out a low warning growl from his throat, baring his sharp canines.
Fang Zhao patted him lightly, and the low growl stopped.
"Tell me what's going on. Just tell me what's going on, "Fang Zhao said to Huo Yi. Previously, when I brought him over, we had an agreement. If anything happened, I would have the right to know.
Huo Yi took a deep breath and frowned. He raised his hand and gestured for the lieutenant colonel who usually took care of Curly Hair to explain to Fang Zhao.
The lieutenant colonel gave Fang Zhao a brief explanation. It was similar to what Fang Zhao had asked on the way over.
"Still haven't caught the culprit?" Fang Zhao asked.
At the mention of this, Huo Yi's face darkened even more, and he fell silent. Clearly, he was also ashamed.
The lieutenant colonel's lips twitched helplessly. "The other party should be a veteran. We still haven't found the culprit. We also brought out two dogs that are adept at tracking, but the scent has been cut off. The surrounding surveillance cameras also didn't capture anyone, and the sentinel system didn't issue any warnings. Based on the clues we've found, there should only be one person who opened fire. "
The lieutenant colonel handed Fang Zhao the results of the analysis. "Although we weren't able to capture the culprit's figure, the sentinel system recorded the sounds at the time. After filtering it, the system's analysis concluded that the culprit fired three shots. Fortunately, none of them hit."
Fang Zhao's hand paused in the middle of stroking Curly Hair's fur. He knew that the base had definitely discovered far more than this. However, there were some things that the base wouldn't tell him even if he pressed.
After some thought, Fang Zhao asked, "Where did the culprit's three shots hit? Can I take a look at the bullets? I remember that you guys are equipped with live ammunition and not energy firearms. "
The lieutenant colonel looked at Huo Yi awkwardly.
Huo Yi nodded.
The lieutenant colonel continued. "Three shots, but only two bullets were found. One is on the ground inside the kennel, and one is near the entrance of the kennel. The last one … has yet to be found. We have already expanded the range of our scan. I believe we will find it very soon. "
"Can I trouble you to arrange a guest room? I will bring Curly Hair over to rest. He was agitated just now and is very guarded against outsiders. We will isolate him for a while and wait for him to calm down before coming out," Fang Zhao said.
"Sure." Huo Yi agreed immediately this time.
"Send me a copy of the surveillance footage of the kennel and the audio recorded by the surrounding sentry system. The audio must be original and not processed," Fang Zhao said.
The lieutenant colonel was bewildered. "You won't be able to hear anything from the original audio. The culprit's gun has a suppressor. Because it is daytime, there is a lot of noise in the surroundings. Without processing, you won't be able to hear the gunshots."
Fang Zhao nodded. "That's it."
"Sure." Huo Yi's expression was gloomy. This gloominess wasn't directed at Fang Zhao but at what had happened today.
Fang Zhao brought Curly Hair to the guest room that the base had arranged for them. This was the base's guest house where they received guests.
Curly Hair followed closely beside Fang Zhao's feet. When there was no one else in the room, Curly Hair's tense body relaxed slightly and his tail wagged.
Fang Zhao walked around the guest room and fished out a palm-sized object from his pocket. This was a device used to detect surveillance equipment. When there was no surveillance equipment, he waved at Curly Hair, who was scratching his back with his hind legs. "Come here."
The people at the base treated Curly Hair like the elite dogs from Muzhou's police dog academy. They felt that their IQs were much higher than other dogs. As long as they were trained and taught properly from a young age, they could understand a lot like a ten-year-old. But they were still just dogs. No matter how high their IQ and EQ were, they couldn't compare to a normal adult.
In Muzhou's history, there had been many dogs with super high IQs. During the Period of Destruction, the special environment had created many outstanding battle dog breeds. Muzhou's Cemetery of Martyrs had many gravestones for meritorious service dogs.
But in the 500 years of the New Era, even if Muzhou's dogs had inherited their ancestors' high IQs, there was still a gap. Until now, the number of dogs with high IQs could be counted on two hands. Every dog was Muzhou's national treasure.
As for Curly Hair, Fang Zhao didn't think he was inferior to those Muzhou national treasures recorded in history.
Because he was different, Fang Zhao had taught Curly Hair to disguise, hide, and be on guard against outsiders. Today, in front of Huo Yi and the others, Curly Hair wasn't barking because of this but because of other reasons.
Fang Zhao crouched down and rubbed Curly Hair's head. "There are no outsiders now. What do you want to tell me?"
Curly Hair whimpered and barked a few more times, as if he wanted to say something to Fang Zhao, but there was a language barrier.
Fang Zhao watched as Curly Hair whimpered and whimpered. He knew that Curly Hair was trying to tell him something, but … there was a language barrier, so he really couldn't understand what Curly Hair was trying to say.
Curly Hair's paws scratched the ground as if he wanted to write something, but he gave up. Then, he paced around in a circle.
Fang Zhao watched as Curly Hair paced around in a circle and stomped his paws on the ground. If this was outside, Curly Hair would usually stomp the grass flat to prevent it from poking his butt, then …
Shit.
In front of Fang Zhao, Curly Hair pulled a long strip.
Fang Zhao: "…"
After Curly Hair finished shitting, he moved closer and sniffed. Then, he abruptly shrunk his neck, took two steps back, and whimpered softly. He looked at Fang Zhao, then at the fresh poop, and continued barking.
Fang Zhao was silent for a few seconds, then got up to find a pair of tweezers.
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