One day, Shawn Carter, that shameless guy who would take off his pants even to hang himself, crossed over to a parallel world and even got a system called [Film Fund]. What’s it like to make movies without fearing losses and without needing investors?

“As a director, I never care about box office!”

So, Shawn Carter rolled out “Kill Bill,” and because it was too bloody, unsurprisingly, it didn’t get the Dragon Seal.

Great. “Kill Bill,” which made $180 million at the box office on Earth, became an online movie in the parallel world...

“I think there are three things in this world that are truly absurd. First, bad people often live better than good people. Second, when you’re in trouble, your friends will help you without hesitation; but when your friends are in trouble and ask you for money, you say they’re not real friends. Third, all of you are gathered here, listening to me talk about the art of film.” Shawn Carter said during a speech at the American Film Academy.

“The Silence of the Lambs,” “The Hunt,” “Ashes of Time,” “The Legend of 1900,” “The Intouchables,” “Capernaum,” “Cinema Paradiso,” “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,” “Happy Together”—these are some of the works by the “Scars of Other Nations” director Shawn Carter.

Prologue

“The world is so big, and life is so long. There will always be someone who makes you want to treat them gently.”

Chapter 1: An Exciting Beginning

Shawn Carter knew he had transmigrated.

The more regrets you have in reality, the more you wish for rebirth or transmigration to happen to you. He even saw a post in the book review section: [Press 1 for Tycoon System, 2 for Transmigration System, 3 for Technology System, 4 for Courting-Death System, 5 for World-Remodeling System, 6 for World-Tuning System…]. Shawn Carter quietly pressed 1, and even used a side account to press 3.

Of course, these posts are just book fans fishing for replies and farming experience. Shawn Carter had fantasized about all kinds of transmigration scenarios, but he never expected it to come so quietly—eating wife cakes with Lao Gan Ma, suddenly choked and died—

“From my current memories, this planet isn’t called Earth, but Yuandi Star. What a strange name. How it came about doesn’t matter. What matters is that this means I’ve transmigrated to a parallel world, not been reborn on Earth.”

Shawn Carter was also a web novel reader, and even had an author account on a certain platform, though he’d only write a couple of chapters when the mood struck and then leave it. As an old bookworm, he adapted quickly and instantly made a basic judgment.

“So, the conventions of this parallel world—” Shawn Carter began a deeper memory fusion.

No ancient martial arts appeared in his memories.

No supernatural powers either.

And so far, no sign of an apocalypse.

“Good, Yuandi Star is pretty much like Earth—a society ruled by law. My life isn’t in danger for now.” Shawn Carter breathed a sigh of relief, then found that the overall historical timeline and geography of Yuandi Star were almost the same as his previous life’s Earth. Anyway, comparing with the original body’s not-so-rich knowledge of history and geography, there wasn’t much difference.

As a frugal, responsible man who never gives three consecutive likes on Bilibili and never fast-forwards through adult movies, Shawn Carter did a rough survey of Yuandi Star and found that this world is called a parallel world, but is actually a “missing arms and legs world.” Why? Because Shawn Carter discovered that many famous people simply don’t exist here.

The biggest difference is in the entertainment industry. Who knows how the butterfly flapped its wings, but from the late seventies onward, many famous writers disappeared, and the well-known directors and superstars from Earth are also gone.

As for the lesser-known directors and small-time celebrities, who cares? Whether they exist or not, you wouldn’t notice.

“So, the rhythm here is—”

The rhythm of making him a copycat!

Shawn Carter once read a novel on a certain site where the protagonist transmigrated, shamelessly used other people’s work to show off, and called it “spreading culture.” He just sneered at that. But now it was his turn.

Would he really be that shameless? Would he really plagiarize like that?

Of course—he must!

If he’s the one copying, it’s not shameless—it’s benefiting humanity! For the lost souls of mankind, for the spiritual emptiness of humanity, this is the absolute truth! Even Shawn Carter himself believed it.

In his previous life, Shawn Carter had two jobs. First, his main job: he was an assistant director for more than ten years. After finally using the connections he’d built up over a decade to secure investment for a film, he had some ambition. But the investors kept changing the plot here, adding romance there, and on top of that, as the director, he had very little say over the main roles—basically only a constructive role.

When you can’t make decisions about the cast, the plot, or the editing, and you can already see it’s going to be a flop, why keep filming?

First, chances to get investment are too rare. In his previous life, Shawn Carter thought this might be his only shot, so he held onto a sliver of hope. Second, once you’re halfway through filming, can you just walk away? Do you really think capital is a pushover? They’re fierce at night!

The result was predictable. Shawn Carter didn’t have the skills to turn a bad hand into a win. The box office tanked, and then he transmigrated.