95: script

For the next three days, Lu Jianchuan spent his time under the supervision of the GUPA Medical Department.

During this period, his body temperature fluctuated several times, accompanied by intense weakness from energy depletion, but the overall trend was gradual improvement.

Thanks to ample nutritional supplements and the powerful recovery ability of his own evo factor, he finally felt some strength gradually returning to his body by the evening of the third day, allowing him to slowly get out of bed and walk on his own without external assistance.

Although he still felt muscle soreness and a sense of depletion from his life's Origin while walking, this was already a significant improvement. After receiving the doctor's permission, he changed into casual clothes and immediately headed to the Headquarters Briefing Room to learn the detailed situation after that night.

Zhan Yong, who had been waiting in the briefing room, solemnly pulled up the Battlefield Cleanup Records and Preliminary Analysis Reports from that time.

"You've recovered faster than expected," Zhan Yong said first, then got straight to the point. "The site cleanup is complete. Regarding the three targets you fought at the end..."

He switched the screen to display a high-definition photo of the Heartbinder embedded in the concrete wall, with the carapace and internal structure in its chest and abdomen showing devastating shattering marks.

"Codename 'Heartbinder' (P-FIELD-07), confirmed deceased. Based on scene reconstruction and autopsy analysis, he was killed instantly after all his defenses were crushed by an extremely violent single impact force."

Zhan Yong's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible solemnity as his gaze swept over Lu Jianchuan. "That was the punch you threw at the end."

Lu Jianchuan silently looked at the image on the screen without speaking.

Zhan Yong continued switching screens, showing the initial location where Bone Chime fell and some scattered, charred pale bone fragments.

"Codename 'Bone Chime' (P-FIELD-011), after you inflicted severe injuries on him, was taken away by his accomplices before we arrived at the scene. His current whereabouts are unknown."

He then pulled up a blurry surveillance screenshot of the area where Lin Wan last disappeared. "Similarly, the target Lin Wan has also vanished. We speculate that their organization's pre-arranged backup personnel took advantage of the chaos to extract them."

Lu Jianchuan remained silent for a moment, digesting this information, and finally said softly, "...I see."

Zhan Yong nodded, closed the bloody and unfavorable report screens, and his tone shifted to a more planned steadiness. "However, this matter is temporarily concluded and can be set aside for now. Currently, there's a new issue about the future that you need to be aware of, mainly concerning the publicity aspect."

He pulled up a new plan outline with a title that carried strategic planning implications.

"We have established a preliminary cooperative relationship with the Lu family—the one you previously dealt with, particularly with the team of that Young Master Lu Hongyi. Based on long-term considerations, your existence, or rather the symbol of 'silver skeleton,' will eventually need to enter the public eye in a controlled manner, preparing for the day when the truth might not be fully concealable."

Zhan Yong looked at Lu Jianchuan and explained, "Their proposal is that instead of being passively exposed in the future, causing panic, it's better to actively guide it."

"We plan to collaborate on producing a high-quality tokusatsu drama, using 'silver skeleton' as the protagonist's prototype. This way, we can first test public acceptance of such 'extraordinary heroes' through entertainment products, while also pre-establishing a positive image among the youth demographic."

He paused slightly, allowing Lu Jianchuan to grasp the weight of this concept, then continued, "This serves as groundwork. If the response is good and social acceptance is high, then at a critical moment in the future, having you officially debut in reality as an 'armor hero' would face much less resistance, and might even be seen as a dream come true. You need to mentally prepare for this aspect in advance."

This information left Lu Jianchuan somewhat stunned. He had never imagined that his power, used for combat and protection, might one day be packaged and displayed in this way, becoming a "hero" on screen.

A few days later, in an Advanced reception room under the Lu family's banner, Lu Jianchuan once again met that Heir of the Hongyuan Group whom he had saved—Lu Hongyi.

The meeting was led by that old steward, Steward Wang, who had fought alongside him against Wu Meng.

Upon seeing Lu Jianchuan, Steward Wang first bowed solemnly, his tone sincere and carrying the steadiness of one who had experienced much in life. "Mr. Lu, it's truly wonderful that you could come. We parted hastily last time, and I never had the chance to formally express my gratitude. If not for your intervention, Young Master... this old servant would be eternally indebted." His voice held lingering fear and genuine appreciation.

"Steward Wang, you're too kind. That was my duty," Lu Jianchuan quickly steadied the old man, his tone gentle.

At that moment, Lu Hongyi, who had been waiting in the living room, practically bounced forward to greet him, his face brimming with unconcealed excitement and enthusiasm. He bypassed Steward Wang, grabbed Lu Jianchuan's hand, and shook it vigorously. "It really is you! Wow! I thought that armor was incredibly cool back then! I never expected the person behind it to be so... so imposing!"

"Thank you so much, my savior!" His enthusiasm was almost overflowing, his eyes filled with pure hero worship. "I was terrified back then, and then I saw a flash of silver light, 'bang'! And there you were! It was exactly like in the movies!"

Lu Hongyi's overly direct enthusiasm made Lu Jianchuan somewhat flustered, and the strength in the handshake left him somewhat helpless. He could only slightly withdraw his hand and smile. "Young Master Lu, you're exaggerating. It was an emergency; any capable police officer would have done the same."

"Don't call me Young Master Lu, that's too formal! Just call me Hongyi!" Lu Hongyi waved his hand with a laugh, then gestured to the side and raised his voice, calling out, "Director Zhang! Director Zhang! Come over quickly, our 'real protagonist' is here! Look at this presence!"

A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap and sporting an artistic mustache responded promptly, walking over quickly. He held a tablet displaying exquisite concept art and character designs.

He scrutinized Lu Jianchuan up and down, his sharp gaze as if examining a perfect work of art, repeatedly praising, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! This physique, this posture, the sense of story in these eyes! Mr. Lu, you were practically born for a hero role! You hardly need much acting; just standing in front of the camera, you're the Incarnation of justice!"

He enthusiastically handed the tablet to Lu Jianchuan, quickly swiping through the screen. "Take a look, this is our preliminary script and setting. The core story is a classic hero tokusatsu drama. You'll play 'silver skeleton,' protecting the city against extraterrestrial... or otherworldly threats? We're still deliberating, but basically, those villainous monsters! The plot is straightforward, focusing on Passion, justice, and visual impact! We've also designed lines, like 'Justice will never lose!' and 'This city is under my protection!' How does that sound? Quite impactful, right?"

Looking at the slightly exaggerated lines and gorgeous concept art on the tablet, Lu Jianchuan's corners of the mouth twitched slightly, finding it somewhat difficult to relate. He could only respond vaguely, "Hmm... Director Zhang has put in a lot of effort. But I don't have much acting experience, so maybe..."

"Ah! Experience isn't important!" Director Zhang waved his hand, interrupting him. "What we need is your 'authenticity'! Seasoned actors can't portray this pure sense of mission!"

Just then, the inner door of the reception room opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese-style stand-collar suit, exuding authority without anger, walked out slowly. His features somewhat resembled Lu Hongyi's, but his demeanor was entirely different. This was the helmsman of the Hongyuan Group, Lu Zhengqing.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became more formal. Lu Hongyi also toned down his exuberance somewhat, respectfully calling out, "Dad." Director Zhang immediately fell silent, took half a step back, and adopted a deferential attitude.

Lu Jianchuan also immediately recognized the other's identity and nodded solemnly in greeting. "Mr. Lu."

Lu Zhengqing's gaze lingered on Lu Jianchuan for a moment, carrying the scrutiny characteristic of a business magnate, then transformed into a perfectly measured smile as he initiative extended his hand. "Officer Lu, young and accomplished. I am Lu Zhengqing."

"My son is mischievous; last time, thanks to your righteous intervention, I am deeply grateful." His handshake was steady and firm. "You're too kind, Mr. Lu. It was my duty," Lu Jianchuan replied cautiously.

Lu Zhengqing gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping over the tablet in Director Zhang's hands, his tone peaceful yet carrying undeniable weight. "Regarding this collaboration, publicly, it's to respond to the national call for cultural innovation and positive energy dissemination, exploring how to tell our own hero stories using new-era artistic forms;"

"Privately, it's also to repay Officer Lu's kindness and to fulfill a wish of my son Hongyi. I hope all parties involved can cooperate fully to create a work that young people will enjoy and that conveys positive values."