The modern-day timeline is largely sidelined, and as a result, Black Flag feels like its own separate series. It shows little reverence and no obligation to be anything other than itself. What a shame its legacy will continue as a multiplayer boat combat game, instead of as a full-blown open-world spinoff.
But maybe Black Flag retains a freshness because of its rarity. Rather than keep this boat at sea, Ubisoft returned to its original treasure box, and has been pillaging it ever since. The phrase has a negative connotation, but personally, I feel the moment a piece of fiction jumps the shark, it transcends itself. Jumping the shark happens when creators push so hard against the established internal logic of a story that they break it, permanently.
The term comes from an episode of Happy Days in which Fonzie jumps over a shark on water skis. It turns the cheeky small-town hero into an oddball pseudo-celebrity. It ruins him. Leading Frank Grimes to accidentally kill himself is the dumbest thing Homer can possibly do. It takes a dopey father and converts him into a lethal idiot. Both were great episodes of their respective series. Both spoil the fun for the episodes that follow. You can recruit fellow assassins. You can run Rome like a mob boss.
You can commit horse-to-horse assassinations. The movement is faster, the weapons deadlier, including a crossbow that was basically a gun. The map is littered with things to do and people to stab. At the time of its release, this abundance felt more like a gift of extreme generosity than the obligatory checklist of future games.
Even younger than I imagined. She sat down on the cot right next to Ye and rummaged in her briefcase, still muttering. Young people are all the same. The more books you read, the more confused you become. Eh, what can I say. She found what she was looking for and took out a small bundle of papers. Looking at Ye, her eyes were filled with kindness and affection.
I made mistakes myself. When I was a young woman, as a member of the art troupe for the Fourth Field Army, I specialized in singing Soviet songs. One time, during a political study session, I announced that China should cease to be a separate country and join the USSR as a member republic.
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That way, international communism would be further strengthened. Then you can continue the revolution.
But after having gone through so many troubles, Ye had learned to be cautious. She did not dare to believe in this kindness, which almost resembled a luxury.
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Cheng placed the stack of papers on the bed in front of Ye and handed her a pen. Then we can have a good heart-to-heart and resolve your ideological difficulties. Cheng gave her a forgiving smile. I personally guarantee that this document has nothing to do with your case. Go ahead. Sign it. Cheng waved at him to stop. Poor child! There are some comrades whose political awareness is not adequately high. Read it carefully.
Ye picked up the document and flipped through it in the dim yellow light of the detention cell. The document really had nothing to do with her case. It was about her father. As one of the most radical Red Guards, Wenxue had always been proactive in exposing their father, and had composed numerous reports detailing his supposed sins. Some of the material she provided had ultimately led to his death. Wenxue had an intense, impatient style. When you read her reports, each line would make an explosive impact, like a string of firecrackers.
But this document was composed in a cool, experienced, meticulous style. Who spoke to whom, when, where, what was discussed—every detail was recorded, down to the exact date. During this period of the Cultural Revolution, in order to bring down a highly positioned individual, it was necessary to gather evidence of his deficiencies in the various areas he was in charge of.
But for those plotting such political machinations, the double-bomb project posed great difficulties. People in the highest levels of the government placed the project under their protection to avoid disruption by the Cultural Revolution. It was difficult for those with nefarious purposes to pry into its inner workings.
All he had done was some peripheral theoretical work for it. But it was easier to make use of him than those who had worked at the core of the project. In addition to those targeted directly, countless others might have their fates altered because of this document. She noticed that three other witnesses had already signed.
She put the document back down. Many of these conversations occurred right in your home. Your sister knew them. You must, too. But Cheng stopped him again. She shifted to sit even closer to Ye and picked up one of her cold hands.
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Your case has a lot of prosecutorial discretion. On the other hand, we could also prosecute this case to its fullest extent. Wenjie, you must know that you could be declared an active counterrevolutionary. This is because treating you too severely would just be a mistake in method, but treating you too laxly would be a mistake in political direction. Ultimately, however, the decision belongs to the military control commission.
Three witnesses have already signed. Your refusal to sign is pretty much meaningless. I must urge you not to be confused, Ye Wenjie. I really want to save you. Please cooperate. Look at me. Do you think I would hurt you? But Ye did not look at Representative Cheng. I cannot sign it. Cheng Lihua became quiet. She stared at Ye for a long while, and the cold air in the cell seemed to solidify. Then she slowly put the document back into her briefcase and stood up. Her kind expression did not disappear, but was set on her face like a plaster mask.
Still appearing kind and affectionate, she walked to the corner of the cell, where there was a bucket for washing. She picked it up and poured half the water onto Ye and the other half onto her blanket, her movements never straying from a methodical calmness. The head of the detention center was the last to leave. He stared coldly at Ye, soaked through and dripping, shut the cell door with a bang, and locked it. She heard her teeth chatter, but eventually even that sound disappeared. The coldness penetrated into her bones, and the world in her eyes turned milky white. She felt that the entire universe was a huge block of ice, and she was the only spark of life within it.
The block of ice holding her gradually became transparent. In front of her she could see a tall building.
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