Faora Adjutant Fragment

When the other executives came in, they saw their boss, Li Chen, beaming, and their moods immediately lifted as well.

Before Starlight Pictures acquired MGM, few of its films had been major successes.

And with its very first film after the acquisition becoming such a hit, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chen didn't accept the Man of Steel just yet. Instead, he started the meeting.

But he wasn't really listening.

"Superman's opening weekend gross was 170 million dollars..."

"A small number of viewers felt Superman was too dark..."

Li Chen listened casually to a little of it. There weren't any major problems.

A film adaptation naturally couldn't be identical to the comics, or it would turn into Milk Dragon Superman as soon as it hit the screen.

Whenever he thought of Milk Dragon Superman, Li Chen felt helpless, and was reminded once again of what Teacher Six had said: adaptation wasn't a license to make things up.

What was that about Superman's parents sending him to Earth so he could build a harem?

Comic fan or not, anyone would probably be furious.

"Keep increasing our investment. We have to make sure everyone in the world knows that Superman has burst onto the scene!"

Li Chen finally spoke at the end of the meeting.

These days, even good wine could go unnoticed down a remote alley.

Making a good film was important, but marketing and distribution were even more important.

Some films didn't cost much to make, but their marketing budgets could cover the production costs several times over...

That was why they could achieve high box office returns.

That was why, by now, opening weekend box office had become increasingly important for Hollywood films, as most audiences went to the theater at the first opportunity.

But Li Chen still intended to keep investing in promotion. Henry Cavill and the other leads were currently making public appearances across America, doing their best to promote the film.

Because the more popular the film became, the more reputation points he would earn.

And having tasted success, he was also ready to bring out more works he knew well.

Not just films, but comics and even novels.

So Li Chen didn't stay at the company long. He immediately took his car home.

It's time to find an assistant.

Li Chen thought to himself. At present, he only had a driver.

Back at his estate in Beverly Hills, Li Chen went straight to his room.

The estate felt empty. It covered thousands of square meters, and walking through the garden from the entrance to the villa took three minutes, but at the moment, only the Filipino maids came by to do the daily cleaning.

He had actually considered hiring some maids, but he still hadn't gotten used to his change in status.

Besides, he had a secret. How could ordinary people possibly keep it?

So he had long had an idea: if he summoned maids from film and television, wouldn't that save him the trouble of hiring anyone?

But before that, he would accept the Kryptonian Bloodline.

Li Chen deliberately lay down on the bed, then opened the system.

[Begin accepting the Kryptonian Bloodline?]

"Yes!"

Li Chen was a little nervous. He didn't know what it would feel like.

But soon, he felt a pleasant warmth spread through his body, and in that comfort, he fell straight asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon.

"Grrr."

Li Chen had been awakened by hunger.

"That's it?"

He asked the system, but it had no intelligence and didn't respond.

He clenched his fist and felt it out. As long as sunlight touched him, his body felt warm, and he felt as though he could kill an ox with one punch.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, since he had spent very little time in the sun, but he could feel himself growing stronger.

"This is amazing. So this is what it's like to be a Kryptonian."

"But before anything else, let's eat."

He went downstairs, found something at random, and began to eat.

Li Chen found that his appetite had grown. It was as if he were a bottomless pit, unable to get full no matter how much he ate.

"Check reputation points."

[Current reputation points: 1,400.]

Half a day had passed, and his reputation points had increased a little.

Box office was highest on weekends, since everyone had to work on weekdays. Tuesday was the traditional half-price movie day in North America, so its box office was generally the highest of any weekday.

Thus, the slow crawl of his reputation points made Li Chen a little anxious.

"Let's do another ten-pull."

While his luck was good, Li Chen went for another round.

After all, there were still plenty of things he wanted.

[Better luck next time.]

[Congratulations, host! You drew: Superman Suit.]

[Better luck next time.]

Drawing blanks one after another left Li Chen feeling helpless. Even Tencent games gave out consolation prizes, though they were completely useless.

Luckily, his luck wasn't all that bad.

On his last two pulls, he got two good things.

[Congratulations, host! You drew character summoning fragments: Faora Adjutant Fragment ×2.]

[Superman Suit: A Superman suit made with Kryptonian technology, with maxed-out defense!]

[Faora Adjutant Fragment: Collect 10 fragments to summon Adjutant Faora to this world, where she will be utterly loyal to the host.]

The dashing Kryptonian adjutant from the film appeared in Li Chen's mind.

He had naturally met the actress on the film set and had even had two in-depth exchanges with her, but no matter how cool she was, she was only an ordinary person.

But if Li Chen summoned her, that would be different...

Unfortunately, just like in a gacha game, he had to collect ten fragments to summon her.

Just thinking about it got Li Chen a little excited.

But unfortunately, he didn't have enough reputation points left to draw again.

"Sure enough, draws can be addictive."

Li Chen sighed.

And if he wanted to keep drawing, he needed more reputation points.

That meant making Superman even more popular, or bringing more works into the world.

Afterward, Li Chen took his laptop to the pool and sat down on a lounge chair, browsing the internet while he soaked up the sun.

The estate was huge and had everything one could want. Besides the pool, it even had a home theater.

As he felt the energy inside him, Li Chen took a look at the animation in this world.

"American cartoons really are still the same old thing."

Li Chen smiled faintly.

Leaving aside the crude, simplistic art style of these American cartoons, their plots were also the same old stuff, like heroes saving damsels in distress.

In short, they lacked imagination.

That fit the stereotype of Americans as all brawn and no brains.

In America, even soccer wasn't popular, because people preferred "American football," a full-contact sport.

Even hockey games would descend into fights halfway through...

In the NBA of the last century, fighting with a ball in the mix was an everyday occurrence.

Americans liked violent sports, and American cartoons were influenced by that preference: they were very violent, with weak plots.

And Li Chen had no shortage of excellent animated works in his mind.

So he immediately picked up his phone and called Starlight Pictures' animation department. "How's recruitment going?"

"Boss, we're almost there. The studio has over twenty artists now,"

a woman's voice replied.

"Not enough. Hire more!"

Li Chen said firmly.

He had so many ideas. How long would it take to bring them over one by one?

He had to be more direct and forceful about it!