Anime Production, Starting with Healing the Audience

So, in his plan, the 2D cultural mecca he wanted to build was a massive undertaking, similar to Shanghai Disneyland, featuring themed experience stores for various anime.

He wanted all visitors to this otaku paradise to linger, to be driven wild!

To achieve this dream, it would undoubtedly require a huge amount of capital. Just purchasing such a large plot of land in the prime real estate of Shanghai would cost an immense amount of money. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a money pit, a bottomless pit. With the slightest misstep, the company could fall into financial crisis, and all his efforts would go down the drain.

This plan was definitely a long-term, carefully considered choice.

Precisely because of this, Fang Zheng wasn't in a hurry. He knew that A Company's current financial situation was certainly not enough to support his grand ambition.

To realize this dream, A Company would at least need to reach the scale of T Group; that was the minimum requirement.

Seeing Fang Zheng deep in thought, Zhang Siyu, having finished her report on related work, left his office. She knew Fang Zheng had been extremely busy lately; just looking at the mountain of A4 papers piled on his desk and the stack of original drawings as tall as a person told her how busy he was.

She had once suggested that Fang Zheng hire some artists, but he had refused. The reason was simple: Fang Zheng didn't want his works to be criticized for their art style. At least, as long as he could manage it himself, he didn't want anyone else drawing for him. A breakdown in art style was a very serious problem for an anime and greatly affected a company's reputation. Just think of JC Company in his previous life – speaking of it brings tears to his eyes (His Date A Live III!!!).

With Zhang Siyu gone, Fang Zheng stretched. Recalling Zhang Siyu's mention of fans sending razor blades, he couldn't help but let out a wry chuckle. In another two or three days, Akame ga Kill! would conclude. In yesterday's twenty-first episode, Mine had finally followed in the footsteps of her predecessors. After confessing her love to Tatsumi, she had forever closed her purple eyes.

If Fang Zheng's prediction was correct, fans would become even more enthusiastic about sending razor blades. After all, Akame ga Kill! from beginning to end was almost a complete tragedy. Shiru, Brody, Tsukimi, Lubbock, and many others had successively sacrificed themselves. Later, the more popular Tatsumi and the Queen Esdeath would also die. And the eldest sister would lie alone in a dark, deserted alley. These were all tragedies that the audience couldn't accept.

How many people had believed Tatsumi was the protagonist from the very start? But Akame ga Kill! didn't even spare Tatsumi. Fang Zheng still couldn't forget the scene at the end of the anime where Esdeath and Tatsumi embraced and turned into a sky full of ice shards. The scene was beautiful and serene, but it left the audience with endless regret and longing.

The character development of the villains in Akame ga Kill! was also very successful. Almost every villain had their own story, whether they were part of the Empire or Night Raid. They all had their reasons for fighting, and were even willing to die for them. It's hard to imagine anyone disliking villain characters like Kurome, Bols, or Will. As for Esdeath, Fang Zheng could only say that he considered her the most successfully developed character, with popularity even surpassing any of the main cast, winning countless fans! Many people hated Dog Girl, but if they thought about it calmly, they would realize that Dog Girl was just a pitiable person who was being used. She genuinely believed in the justice she was fed, just as Esdeath had always believed in the survival of the fittest. In fact, in Fang Zheng's opinion, Dog Girl's sense of justice was twisted. If he had to describe it, it might be similar to Akainu from One Piece. As he always said, it wasn't them who were wrong, but the dark and corrupt era.

Fang Zheng rubbed his temples, thinking of the near-peak tragedy that lay ahead.

He actually didn't want to step in at this point. Thanks to Yang He, the fans' anger had been redirected. If he were to speak up now, wouldn't the spotlight turn back to him?

But Zhang Siyu's complaints also troubled him. The fact that even Zhang Siyu was reacting to this issue indicated that the logistics department was truly buckling under the pressure.

Otherwise, given Zhang Siyu's personality, she absolutely wouldn't bother him over such a minor matter.

"Fine, I've been cheeky so many times, what's one more?"

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly. The moment he thought about his past actions, he wanted to slap himself twice.

If he hadn't been so cheeky, why would he be dealing with all this trouble!

"Hello to all my fans, I'm Fang Zheng. Recently, our company's logistics department head has had a tough time. He's been so happy receiving all the special gifts fans send every day that he's almost crying."

"So, to prevent my logistics head from being hospitalized due to excessive happiness, I, on his behalf, solemnly appeal: 'Please, I beg you, stop sending razor blades!'"

After editing the post, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction and clicked send.

Just as he said in his post, the razor blades you send don't hurt me, but our logistics head.

It's not me asking you not to send razor blades either; this has nothing to do with me.

Thinking this, Fang Zheng laughed shamelessly.

He believed the fans who saw this post would be very excited. After all, they had achieved such great results through this method of protest, and they had every reason to be proud for a moment.

However, to avoid getting burned, Fang Zheng still edited another post to divert the fans' overwhelming energy that had nowhere to be vented.

"Also, my new work, 'Wataten!: An Angel Flew Down to Me,' will be officially available on the A Company platform on November 1st, meeting you all."

"As a result of your votes, it's a must-watch for tough guys. I urge all you brave warriors who consider yourselves fearless to show your support! (Please report back on your battle progress after watching.)"

"Your monthly ticket support for 'Eve Garden,' I sincerely thank you, great patrons~~~~~"

"If you like it, great patrons, please support me more, I beg you~~~~~"

The next morning, many people got out of bed. Some went to work, some went to school.

But there was always a small group of people who were out of sync, staring with dark circles under their eyes, their weathered faces filled with gloom, as if the world owed them something.

"Holy crap, you old scoundrel Fang Zheng, can you be any more of a bastard!"

At Modu University, Chen Qian, as the first diligent little bee to crawl out of the dormitory, intended to