"Silence, please!" Amidst the chaotic noise, Yuffie had to step forward once again to maintain order.
The reporters immediately quieted down, and Ethan continued, "Although I don't know what kind of grudge the Clooney Investment Group holds against me, in the face of such despicable means, I must use the power of the law to protect myself. That's why I have already filed a lawsuit in court, with charges including..."
After listing various commercial crimes, Ethan went on, "I am very angry right now. I never expected that in the free and democratic United States, there would still be people resorting to such disgraceful tactics. If they had succeeded, they wouldn't have just destroyed Lucy, but the future of Hollywood itself. So, I call on all Hollywood companies to stand with me in boycotting Clooney Investment Group and crushing their schemes!"
"The floor is now open for questions," Yuffie reminded after Ethan finished speaking.
The reporters instantly raised their hands.
That same night, shortly after Ethan's press conference ended, Tracy and Ronald Tuttle sat in their office with grim expressions.
"How could this happen?!" Ronald Tuttle slammed his fist onto the desk so hard that his palm turned red, his tone filled with gritted teeth fury.
"How could he have been prepared in advance and caught Raymond?" His bloodshot eyes bore into Tracy, resembling those of a ravenous beast.
"I… I don't know," Tracy stammered, finding it just as unbelievable. They had executed the plan with extreme caution, yet they had still failed.
And now, Ethan had seized this mistake and turned it into their downfall.
"I don't care, Tracy. You have to fix this!" Ronald Tuttle ordered, "Distance us from this mess, then hire the best law firm in New York and countersue Ethan. I want to win, understand?"
"Understood, I'll handle it immediately!" Tracy, though frustrated, had no choice but to obey the leader of their investment group.
But the next day, things didn't unfold as they had hoped.
Norton's Eye had already secured the best law firm in New York, assembling a top-tier legal team specializing in corporate cases—an elite group with an undefeated record.
This powerhouse legal team filed a criminal lawsuit, not only seeking prosecution but also demanding $80 million in damages from Clooney Group.
The staggering sum immediately made headlines, with major media outlets continuously covering the case.
At the same time, the name Lucy began to spread.
And at that very moment, Norton's Eye released the first official trailer for Lucy.
Vincenzo was just an ordinary movie fan. He didn't care for deep, complex stories; he only enjoyed popcorn flicks.
Lately, he had been posting reviews on his blog, attempting to critique the latest superhero films.
However, his audience was almost nonexistent. Even when he promoted himself on forums, barely anyone paid attention.
One comment struck him particularly hard:
"The movies you're talking about are outdated, and your opinions aren't unique. Why should I bother reading?"
The remark shattered Vincenzo's confidence, leaving him dejected for days.
Just as he was about to give up on his review-writing ambitions, he happened to spot a Lucy poster on the street.
The poster featured Scarlett, dressed in a black dress, seated on a black throne, gazing directly at the camera as if making eye contact with the viewer.
Behind her, jagged black crystalline structures loomed menacingly, accompanied by cybernetically enhanced villains in futuristic armor.
"This looks pretty cool," Vincenzo murmured, drawn to the aesthetic.
"I heard it's directed by Ethan… His Inception was great, so this should be good too."
Grabbing a few bottles of soda from a store, he walked home along a quiet path.
Upon entering his room, he locked the door, turned on his computer, and navigated to YouTube.
But something was different.
The edges of the webpage were adorned with creeping black crystals, and even the video thumbnails were framed by the same eerie crystalline texture, mirroring the elements from the poster.
At the top of the page, a pinned banner displayed the Lucy teaser trailer alongside the official poster.
"Wow, this is next-level marketing," Vincenzo muttered, impressed. Without hesitation, he clicked on the teaser.
He had never seen a promotion like this before. It was far more immersive than just airing a trailer on TV.
Switching to fullscreen, he waited as the video loaded.
The screen remained dark, accompanied by soft, haunting music.
A line of text appeared:
"Where do you come from?"
It felt as if the movie was directly questioning the audience. Before Vincenzo could even process the message, the darkness lifted, revealing a rapid montage of wildlife footage.
Beasts ran wild, chased their prey, fought viciously, and tore into carcasses—images that evoked the raw brutality of the primal world.
As the animal footage faded, a new caption emerged:
"Where are you going?"
This time, the accompanying montage showcased medieval castles, towering skyscrapers, and interstellar voyages.
Compared to the chaotic animal sequences, these images were grand, awe-inspiring, and breathtakingly vast. Vincenzo felt his heart race.
"Who are you?"
A new subtitle appeared.
Vincenzo's breath hitched. It felt as if something deep within him had been stirred. These three questions sparked countless thoughts in his mind, leaving him momentarily lost for words.
But the trailer provided the answer.
Baby, crying, laughter, sorrow, love, weddings, overtime work, middle age, funerals, tombstones—these images flashed before Vincenzo's eyes like the carousel of life itself. When everything faded, a faint sense of melancholy lingered in his mind.
And following this, an elderly man's voice echoed—it was Morgan Freeman.
Standing at a podium, he lectured the audience on his research.
"According to statistics, throughout our lifetime, the human brain only develops up to fifteen percent at most."
"In fact, for most people, it's only ten percent."
"That's why we feel lost, uncertain, swayed by emotions, and struggle to find meaning in our lives."
At this point, a voice from the audience interrupted him.
"Excuse me, Professor, are you saying that if our brains developed beyond fifteen percent, we wouldn't be troubled by emotions anymore?"
"That's correct."
Morgan Freeman nodded. "When brain development reaches twenty percent, the world will appear crystal clear before you, as if there are no more secrets hidden from view."
The screen cut to Scarlett's calm face. Her body was covered in blood, yet she showed no sign of pain, as if the wounds had no effect on her at all.
"All confusion will disappear."
"At forty percent brain development, various extraordinary abilities will begin to emerge, such as rapid memory recall."
A supporting character's voice chimed in: "When did you learn to write Chinese?"
Scarlett replied calmly, "An hour ago."
"Then what happens when brain development reaches one hundred percent?" someone in the audience asked the professor.
Morgan Freeman shrugged. "I don't know. But I speculate that at one hundred percent, one would transcend human limitations."
"Are you saying they would become a god?"
"It's possible."
As soon as these words were spoken, the screen went black. When it lit up again, the scene shifted to a hotel room.
On the television screen, Scarlett's upper body appeared. She spoke directly to Morgan Freeman, who was watching from the other side of the screen.
"I've read all your research on the brain. It's not fully developed yet, but the direction is correct."
"Thank you."
The scene changed again. Inside a research lab, Scarlett was demonstrating her abilities to a group of scientists.
"My brain has now reached forty-two percent development. I can perceive people's thoughts and exert a certain level of control over them."
"If her brain development reaches one hundred percent, would that really be beneficial to us?" Chris Hemsworth asked Morgan Freeman.
"I don't know."
As soon as his voice fell, the screen abruptly cut to a view of Earth's surface.
Accompanied by Morgan Freeman's narration, images of data streams, cybernetic enhancements, and helicopter bombardments flashed across the screen.
"With so much knowledge, you could unravel the mysteries of the Earth and understand the true nature of the universe. But I don't know if humanity is ready for this."
Finally, Scarlett's voice echoed:
"It feels as if everything is becoming…"
"AHH!" In the scene, a villain let out a scream as Scarlett stabbed him in the hands with dual blades.
Then, she pressed her palm against his forehead. Instantly, an infinite number of brain cells appeared on the screen.
Vincenzo's eyes reflected the film's title, Lucy, as he gasped in amazement. "This trailer is incredible!"
Though he had only watched it once, the sheer amount of information packed within had overwhelmed his mind. He felt that every frame, every line of dialogue, carried profound meaning. This excited him so much that he grabbed a pen and began jotting down his thoughts.
"The opening questions serve as a direct inquiry to the audience, while also reflecting the journey of the film's protagonist."
As he wrote, Vincenzo continued to analyze:
"Morgan Freeman's explanation of brain development aligns with the protagonist, Lucy. Although we don't yet know what happened to her, it's clear that her brain is undergoing continuous development."
"But is it true that humans only use fifteen percent of their brains?"
Curious, Vincenzo searched online and discovered that modern scientific experiments had indeed confirmed that human brain utilization is relatively low.
"So if humans truly unlocked the full potential of their brains, would we actually gain supernatural abilities? That would be amazing!"
After finishing his analysis, he watched the trailer again.
Then, he added more details—such as the mechanical arms seen on the villain, and why Scarlett didn't seem to feel pain despite her injuries.
Only after writing everything down did he realize that he was hungry. Looking outside, he noticed that night had already fallen.
"Time flies." Vincenzo uploaded his analysis to his blog, then sipped on a soda while browsing forums.
That's when he noticed that no one had yet posted an in-depth breakdown of the trailer. Most discussions focused on general excitement about the film.
For instance, there was a thread titled: "Have you guys seen the Lucy trailer? It looks pretty interesting."
Vincenzo clicked on it and saw that the discussion mainly revolved around Scarlett's appearance and her abilities. Feeling a surge of pride, he immediately posted a link to his blog and commented:
"I've analyzed some key points from the trailer. Check it out!"
Afterward, he went to eat.
When he returned to his room and checked his blog, he was stunned—there were already dozens of comments!
"Wow!" For the first time, Vincenzo felt the thrill of writing film critiques.
The comments were all engaging. Some praised his insights, while others challenged his interpretations.
For example, Vincenzo theorized that Scarlett must have endured some form of torture, leading to her brain's rapid development—an idea supported by the bloody imagery.
But others countered, arguing that the blood might belong to someone else and that Scarlett was actually a scientist, which would explain why she sought out Morgan Freeman's professor character.
This sparked a lively debate on his blog.
Meanwhile, across the city, Milon and Judy were also paying close attention to the trailer.
"So, do you want to see it now?" Judy asked while sitting in the car.
"Of course, I have to see it!" Milon nodded.
"That's not what you said before."
Milon shrugged. "I changed my mind."
"But what exactly is this trailer trying to say? I still don't fully understand." Judy admitted after watching it.
"I think it's exploring what happens when human brain development exceeds one hundred percent." Milon guessed. "Ethan's Inception explored dreams, and this one looks like another sci-fi film."
"Really? I feel like this one doesn't have the same realism as Inception. Especially those mechanical arms—it doesn't look like the present day, but rather the future."
"Those are cybernetic prosthetics, a staple of the cyberpunk genre. Honestly, I'm surprised to see such elements in the film." Milon explained. "But I don't think we need to worry. The future setting is exciting. If anything, Inception lacked a fully realized world. This film seems to make up for that."
"I see…" Judy nodded thoughtfully. "Anyway, what do you want to eat tonight?"
She started her father's car and drove out of the garage.
"Hmm… I want pizza."
"Come on, Milon, we've had pizza three days in a row. I want steak."
"Fine, you win."
"Buckle up and put on your seatbelt."
Milon sighed. "You're starting to sound like my mom, Judy."
Back in school, she was always full of youthful energy. But ever since they started working, she had grown more composed.
"And you're getting more nagging, Millen." Judy chuckled and turned on the radio, tuning into Avril Lavigne's latest song.
A rebellious yet passionate melody filled the car.
"But I still love Avril."
"Me too!"
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