The special drink made by Stelle indeed met Topaz's request, making her quite eloquent—unfortunately, this also caused her to uncontrollably leak company secrets.
To avoid revealing too many company secrets, Topaz confirmed with Stelle how long the special concoction's effect would last, then left the bar.
After all, she didn't want to expose too much; otherwise, it would be troublesome to have colleagues from the Memory Eradication Department come and erase Stelle's memory.
As for Bai Luan... if he knew, he knew.
What else do you want?
Just as Bai Luan and Stelle finished cleaning the various tools used to mix Topaz's drink, Bai Luan's phone received a message.
Bai Luan opened it and saw that Piers had contacted him, seemingly with something very important to discuss.
"Stelle, I have something to take care of. You watch the bar for a bit; I'll be back soon."
"Got it, Uncle."
Bai Luan left with his phone and found a quiet corner.
Bai Luan: Piers, old buddy, what's up?
Bai Luan: I'm currently helping your future director with other matters so she can free up her hands to help you shoot the Clockie commemorative work.
Piers: Huh?
Piers: Then why don't you go ahead and be busy, and we can talk later...
Bai Luan: It's fine, it's not that busy here, I'm allowed to slack off for a bit.
Bai Luan: What's on your mind?
Piers: Then I'll make a long story short.
Piers: Mr. Bai Luan, we've decided to produce another feature-film-level work in addition to Clockie.
Piers: Among the many ideas you shared with us, we feel that each one is worth making, so we've been unable to decide.
Piers: Clock Studio is about to split because of this.
Piers: So we want you to decide what the next work will be. If you personally make the decision, no one else will have any objections.
Bai Luan: I didn't expect you guys to be quite diligent.
Bai Luan: You were clearly complaining about things like "the future of having three projects at once is so bleak."
Bai Luan: Now you're actively looking for work.
Piers: Hehe...
Piers: Isn't it because edgerunners and the Clockie commemorative work were perfectly resolved under your visible grand hand?
Piers: We figured we should also work harder.
There was another reason that Piers didn't mention.
After witnessing Bai Luan's productivity, the Animators at the Studio all developed a strong sense of crisis.
Bai Luan's work efficiency alone was almost comparable to all of theirs combined. If they didn't work harder—what if Bai Luan discovered that it made little difference whether they were there or not?
Once Bai Luan terminated the collaboration, the sky of the Studio would collapse.
To prevent such a terrifying thing from coming true, they had to work harder and show their value.
Even if their value was tiny in Bai Luan's eyes, they still had to demonstrate it.
This was a matter of attitude.
To be frank, for Bai Luan, every film studio in Penacony was probably the same.
Even a pig collaborating with Bai Luan could become Penacony's most famous Peppa Pig.
Honestly, Bai Luan was quite happy to see the Animators at the Studio so motivated.
As for what Clock Studio's next movie would be, Bai Luan already had the answer in his heart.
It had to be Wall-E.
What? Why make that?
Besides Bai Luan himself loving to watch it, it was also because it was... the 81st Academy Award for Best Animated Feature Film, the 66th Golden Globe Award for Best Animated Film, the 34th Los Angeles Film Critics Association Award for Best Picture (the first time this award was given to an animated film), and the number one film of 2008's top ten films.
It had depth, meaning, plot, and love; a perfect pentagonal warrior, simply a rare and excellent animated film masterpiece.
Screwllum would be so happy to see this movie that he wouldn't even need to use his leave days to shoot a whole prank video.
Oh, right, and Screwllum.
Bai Luan could already imagine Screwllum's reaction after seeing this movie.
After all, this movie also explored topics related to Automatons awakening.
After watching it, Screwllum's self-evaluation would surely rise sharply again, right?
Jarilo-VI had just seen the birth of a Helel not long ago, and now Wall-E was coming out. Would this make Screwllum's self-evaluation rise too quickly?
Thinking of this, Bai Luan became conflicted.
Perhaps... Wall-E should be postponed, and other works should be made first?...
Bai Luan: Let's make Wall-E, damn it!
Never mind! I'm all in!
Why wouldn't you watch such a great movie!
I must make all of you watch it!
Piers looked at the message from Bai Luan and couldn't help but scratch his Clockie helmet.
Make this, then make this... why is he getting angry?
However, Bai Luan's next message also stirred his emotions.
Bai Luan: Let's create a damn masterpiece for the entire universe to see!
Oh oh oh oh oh!
How did he suddenly get so fired up!
Never mind!
Mr. Bai Luan is so excited!
We at the Studio are all in!
Since Mr. Bai Luan has spoken, we just need to take out our brains and blindly follow!
Make the Studio great again!
After finishing his discussion with Piers, Bai Luan put away his phone and returned to the bar counter.
"I'm back, Stelle."
Stelle stood in front of the bar, looking at Bai Luan as he approached, and for some unknown reason, she seemed to shiver.
Bai Luan gave her a strange look.
Did he scare her?
Was she that easily frightened?
Stelle turned to Bai Luan and said with a smile:
"You're done with your business, Mr. Bai Luan."
"Hmm?"
Bai Luan subtly frowned slightly, then pretended nothing was wrong and stood next to Stelle.
Something's not right.
The more he looked at the Stelle beside him, the more she resembled an old acquaintance who liked to wear a half-red, half-white fox mask askew on her head, tied her twin tails with red bows, and had two tear moles under her eyes.
Her upper body was a short red bandeau top with gold floral trim, her lower body was red shorts paired with a flowing light purple sheer skirt, a gold choker around her neck, decorative sleeves on her arms, and red lace-up sandals.
It's that damn Masked Fool, Sparkle!
When did she get here!?
Although he instantly realized that the Stelle beside him was Sparkle, Bai Luan didn't intend to expose her; that wouldn't be any fun, would it?
What kind of strange settings should he add to Stelle to make things difficult for her?
Make her smoke three cigarettes at once while drinking, recreating a famous scene?
It's a pity he doesn't smoke, so he has no cigarettes on him.
What a shame... what a shame... now Bai Luan could only give Sparkle a simple task.
"I heard Ms. Herta say that you proved the Gubo Algorithm."
"Gu... Gubo Algorithm?"
"Don't you remember? You just proved it not long ago while testing the Simulated Universe Project."
"Haha... Of course I remember."
Excellent, the fish has taken the bait.
Bai Luan's lips curled into a slight smile as he looked at "Stelle" and said:
"That's great. I went to the restroom then and didn't see the process. Could you perform it again for me?"
"Stelle," or rather, Sparkle, was now drenched in sweat.
Damn it, the situation was a bit beyond her expectations now.
She came to the bar, turned the tables, and mixed a special drink for the little grey-haired one, making Stelle drink it.
Due to the effects of the special concoction, Stelle fell into a coma and was randomly sent to another location.
Meanwhile, she took the opportunity to impersonate her, intending to have some fun at this bar.
But... Sparkle really hadn't expected Stelle to be able to prove the Gubo Algorithm.
Is this little grey-haired one that smart!?
Looking at the silent "Stelle," Bai Luan's smile grew even brighter.
See how nice I am? I didn't give you any difficult problems—just asked you to prove the Gubo Algorithm.
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