Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 130
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 130
Missionary Mariano Payeras, who came as the successor to missionary Francisco Larsen, didn’t fail to restore the mural because he couldn’t tell what kind of painting it was.
The believers of the mission who survived the earthquake at that time.
It was a painting they saw every day.
There was no way he couldn’t restore it.
However, missionary Mariano Payeras gave up on the restoration.
Because even one wrong brushstroke or one misplaced star would make it a completely different painting.
Because the artist who originally painted that picture had also died.
So he gave up on restoring the painting that represented La Purisima.
If it had been a new pioneering effort, he would have painted a different picture, but what the higher-ups ordered was restoration and reconstruction.
Rather than carelessly restoring it and hearing bad things for the rest of his life, he decided to bear the disgrace of giving up because he couldn’t tell what kind of painting it was.
Murmur murmur.
The old site of La Purisima Mission bustles with people in suits and white protective clothing.
Those who sweep the ground with detectors and carefully record and preserve the artifacts Johann discovered one by one.
“Thank you! Thank you so much!”
A reporter dispatched from Time-Warner grabs Walton’s hand, shakes it, and turns away.
“It seems like we have enough material for all 6 episodes.”
Trip Road, produced as a total of 6 episodes.
Main PD Walton snorts.
“What are you talking about. At most 3 episodes.”
“But we’ve got material for 3 episodes. Just from the first city.”
“That’s true.”
A situation that doesn’t make sense even with decades or over ten years of experience.
They looked at Johann, who was talking on the phone with someone.
“Not only the hymns composed by La Purisima itself, but also hymns composed by California Old Missions were discovered.”
Hymns written in Spanish from 200 years ago.
The Bible was also written in Spanish from that era.
“You know what I mean, right?”
-It wasn’t supposed to be sending you outside LA.
No, if I had known you would cause such trouble, I wouldn’t have even bought you a car.
“Haha. Thanks for your hard work, Larry.”
Johann turns around after hanging up the phone and smiles brightly.
“Oh! It’s been a while!”
“…You again?”
The employee dispatched from the U.S. Department of the Interior (DOI), which manages land, natural resources, indigenous peoples, and cultural sites within the United States, laughs as if incredulous.
“How did you discover it this time? While having an adventure like when you found Norton I’s gold coins?”
The Interior Department Official who came when Johann and his friends discovered Norton I’s gold coins.
“Similar.”
Johann explains the circumstances of how he came here.
‘If I hadn’t discovered it, I was just going to buy the land and excavate it.’
Missionary Francisco Larsen must not have been able to wait for that.
‘Or…’
“It must be God’s will.”
Just because they were Christians of that era doesn’t mean there were no thieves.
If those artifacts had been discovered with missionary Francisco Larsen’s body at that time, most of them would have been lost.
“Huh, really…”
‘Unless you’ve received God’s grace!’
Norton I’s gold coins could be considered a coincidence, but if you’ve discovered something this tremendous, it can’t be called a simple coincidence.
But since that was too occult a thought, he shook his head and dismissed it.
“What will you do this time? Like with those gold coins back then, a few of those items over there…”
“No.”
Father Francisco Larsen gathered those items before his own safety when the shock of the earthquake struck the mission.
Historical materials needed in case the building collapsed and had to be rebuilt.
Items for use in Mass.
He protected them with his life.
He couldn’t be greedy.
“They’ll be kept at La Purisima Mission anyway, right?”
The California Diocese and the Vatican would do the same.
“Just put our names in.”
The names of himself, Emily, Mark, and the Trip Road production staff.
“…That will definitely happen. I promise.”
Johann, who clasped the hand extended by the smiling Interior Department Official, turns around.
“Well then, let’s go to the brewery!”
“…N, now?”
“In this situation?!”
“There’s nothing more we can do anyway, right?”
To Mark and the production staff who looked incomprehensible, Johann was rather more puzzled.
Only Emily shook her head, saying it was just like Johann.
* * *
“This is driving me crazy.”
How many times just today.
Looking for Johann.
It hadn’t been long since they parted, but with Johann causing an unbelievable incident, Lisa Jefferson shakes her head.
Ring ring! Ring ring!
“What’s the occasion? You were threatening me so much yesterday?”
-Never mind that. I’m going to buy real estate in cities and villages near La Purisima Mission and other California Old Missions. Broker it for me.
“…The reason?”
-You know.
Could Jefferson not know about this tremendous event that happened in Lompoc.
-If I move alone trying to eat it all up, it’s obvious that you Lisa or other older brothers and sisters will interfere, so I’m contacting you to cooperate.
From now on, it’s a race against time.
From the moment the artifacts excavated from the old site of La Purisima Mission are enshrined in the current La Purisima, Christians will come not only from America but also from Spain.
Would they come all the way to distant California just to see La Purisima Mission and return?
No.
If their faith is deep enough to come all the way to distant California, they will surely embark on a pilgrimage. A journey following El Camino Real, also called the ‘King’s Road,’ to visit the missions built at that time.
Perhaps Christians from all over the world might come.
-We need land to build accommodations, transportation companies, restaurants, souvenir shops, etc.
Transportation vehicles going back and forth between nearby cities and villages and Old Missions, land for garages, distinctive restaurants and souvenir shops selling specialties of cities and villages, etc.
For that profit, he’s temporarily setting aside the awkwardness between siblings.
“…You really got a good son.”
Johann had informed him of what just happened.
Otherwise, could Larry have thought of something like this.
‘As expected, this kid shouldn’t come back.’
Just hearing that artifacts from that time were discovered at the old site, he thought of such a business item. He couldn’t bring back such a powerful competitor again.
“Got it. Hanging up.”
After ending the call with Larry, she calls her father.
“Father.”
-That bastard Larry adopted made Liam fly away…
“Calm down and listen to me first. The original unrestored mural materials from La Purisima have been discovered. Amazingly, it was found by Larry’s son, who is also your grandson.”
Not only that, but 200-year-old Bibles, self-made hymns, and Mass items were also discovered.
Not just Christians, but historians will come flocking too.
-…We’ll need to secure the lands near Old Mission.
They also need to secure land and buildings for lodging in nearby cities and villages.
To do that, they’ll need to contact the California diocese, state government, city government, travel agencies, and more.
Everything that pilgrims and tourists will use must be secured under the Jefferson name.
“I agreed to cooperate with Larry. He contacted me right after hearing about this from his son.”
-…Just like wife, like daughter!
Neither wife nor daughter listens to what their husband or father says.
-Do whatever you want!
Lisa Jefferson grins as she looks at her phone after the call was roughly ended.
“Perfect.”
She had overcome the biggest obstacle.
She looked at the secretary sitting in the front seat.
“Move.”
“Yes!”
There was no time to delay.
This matter had to be made successful no matter what.
* * *
“In the end, back then it was the microorganisms living in the vineyard soil and on people’s feet that determined the wine’s taste.”
“Didn’t they have no concept of hygiene back then?”
“Well, they probably had some?”
“That’s knowledge I don’t particularly want to know…”
The group that left Lompoc after experiencing winemaking and tasting at the winery introduced by Johann’s grandmother Melanie.
Now they were heading to San Francisco after touring Alviso Marina County Park near San Jose, famous for its red salt fields, and Silicon Valley.
But because the winery experience had been so impressive, the wine conversation had continued all this time.
“Johann, what do you think?”
Johann, with his broad and deep knowledge.
Emily asks if Mark’s words are true.
“It’s not wrong.”
After all, alcohol is ultimately made by microorganisms.
But that’s only part of it.
“The force, speed, frequency of crushing grapes, temperature, wind, humidity, dates – countless things come together to determine wine’s taste.”
“Even force and frequency affect it?”
Wine’s taste changes with such subtle differences.
That’s why old wineries each had their own unique secrets, passed down so secretly they wouldn’t even tell their children.
“So many secrets have been lost too.”
Secrets disappeared for various reasons – sudden deaths, simple business failures, and more.
Several wines that the father of ‘the one who pours wine’ loved had also disappeared for such reasons.
They were tastes from the old era that could never be experienced again.
“Ah…”
“That’s a shame. It would have been nice if they had continued… Restoration would be impossible, right?”
“Restoration? It would be difficult unless records are found.”
Though he said that, Johann’s mind was thinking differently.
‘Hmm. Restoration… That sounds interesting? Should I try it once?’
Wines that were so excellent they reached the tables of lords and kings, but then disappeared.
‘The problem is the microorganisms though…’
Natural phenomena like humidity can be matched easily enough.
The problem is the microorganisms that enriched the soil back then.
‘Well, this can probably be figured out somehow too.’
If you dig deep enough into the ground, you might be able to find microorganisms from that time.
“Don’t do it.”
“Do what?”
“I don’t know what, but don’t do it.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
Emily points at Johann’s face while looking at the puzzled Mark.
“Johann always makes this expression before causing trouble. Even though he just said that, he’s definitely thinking about trying to restore wine. You even got a vineyard.”
“Puhaha! Really?”
“That’s unfair…”
“Think about all the trouble you’ve caused so far.”
“…”
“Puhahahaha! Ah, but you two don’t use pet names.”
Many couples in romantic relationships use pet names like honey or baby.
Johann and Emily look at each other and nod.
“I guess it’s because we’ve been friends for so long.”
“Well, names aren’t what’s important.”
All that matters is loving each other.
“More importantly, where should we go in San Francisco? It would be good to set a theme.”
Whether to visit typical tourist attractions that regular tourists go to, or hidden restaurants that San Francisco citizens frequent.
At Mark’s words, Emily claps her hands.
“How about movies?”
Since there are many movies set in San Francisco like ‘Falling in Love’, ‘The Princess Diaries’, ‘The Wedding Planner’, ‘The Pursuit of Happyness’, it wouldn’t be bad to follow their traces.
“Movies… Then it’s The Rock.”
“Yes. It’s The Rock.”
San Francisco is ‘The Rock’.
“Th-The Wedding Planner or The Princess Diaries would be better!”
“Okay. The Rock it is. Bang bang bang.”
“No objections.”
“…Hey, you men!”
Emily’s anger shook the car.
“Eat this and calm down.”
Starting from the house where Sean Connery’s daughter stayed in the movie ‘The Rock’, passing through the hotel Sean Connery escaped from, they boarded the tram where the car chase scene unfolded.
As sweet gelato ice cream filled her mouth, sulking Emily’s expression softened slightly.
“Are you satisfied now?”
Emily rolls her eyes.
As Johann inwardly sighs in relief, Mark smacks his lips.
“Ha! We should see the Ferrari and Hummer chase scene here for the real experience…”
The car chase between Nicolas Cage and Sean Connery.
Johann’s mouth opens reflexively.
“Right. And the Hummer should crash with a bang…”
Vrooooom!
Johann, Mark, and the people around them, startled, frantically search for the source of the approaching sound on the winding downhill road.
Vrooom!
A red Ferrari sports car passes by them.
“…Puhaha!”
“Kekeke!”
As their hearts that had sunk return to their original place, everyone bursts into laughter.
In the movie The Rock, it was Nicolas Cage’s stolen red Ferrari that had a chase scene with Sean Connery’s hijacked Hummer and smashed through a tram like this, so laughter naturally erupts.
A moment that felt like stepping into a movie.
Brief, but probably an unforgettable moment.
Ding ding ding!
“We’ve arrived! Those getting off, please get off, and those staying on, please remain seated!”
At the tram driver’s words, most people get off, and just as many people get on.
Then people are startled by the camera, discover Mark, and rub their eyes.
After taking photos and giving autographs to people who quietly approach, they arrive back at the original tram boarding location.
Afterwards, they drive to the Palace of Fine Arts, one of the filming locations for ‘The Rock’.
The Palace of Fine Arts, where Sean Connery gets arrested, impressive with its classical architecture and beautiful lake.
At that place painted orange by the setting sun, there were already visitors.
Murmur murmur.
“Wow! It’s beautiful!”
“Right here! Take a picture of me!”
“Father! Big! Big!”
“Yes. It’s big….”
Obviously tourists and parents who came out holding their young children’s hands. Lovers sitting on the lawn gazing at the lake whispering sweet words, office workers enjoying a brief rest while reading books, and couples sunbathing with their shirts off.
At the sight of leisure and freedom harmoniously blended, Johann and his companions’ faces also relax.
“California’s charm is definitely this.”
Leisure. The leisure of warm sunlight shining 365 days a year and slowly passing between palm trees.
When thinking of California, the first thing that comes to mind would undoubtedly be this leisurely atmosphere.
“That’s right.”
Not only in coastal cities like LA, San Diego, and San Francisco, but also in inland cities like Sacramento, Fresno, and Bakersfield, people are generally leisurely and free-spirited.
“Ha.”
“Haa.”
“We should be drinking cool juice while looking at scenery like this….”
Deep regret mixed with a pleasant sigh.
When they quietly look at the production team, Main PD Walton shrugs his shoulders, and the three who clicked their tongues look at each other.
“How much money do we have left?”
“55 dollars.”
Taking the tram seems to have been a big blow.
An amount that can’t even secure a cheap motel. The same goes for checking Airbnb.
When the three look at Walton with desperate eyes, he smiles contentedly.
“You can earn money.”
“…What about the mission?”
“There isn’t one.”
So far, the production team has failed all missions.
From knowledge quizzes to games, everything.
With all that money taken, will they lose more again?
If it were a situation where the production team would be disappointed, that would be one thing, but there was no reason to give a mission when the three people were the ones disappointed.
Of course, they would give a mission to solve dinner and lodging in the evening.
The three people who read the production team’s malice scrunch up their faces.
“Then are we really going like this? There are people drawing caricatures and portraits over there too?”
There are also people who take photos for money.
Typical sights of tourist destinations.
Wouldn’t filming them enjoying themselves like this fit the content volume and Trip Road’s identity?
“Johann should do it. You know how to draw, don’t you?”
“…Using my tools? The sun will set soon, won’t it?”
Would there be people wanting portraits drawn when the sun has set?
It’s meaningless busywork.
“Oh, what a shame. Too bad.”
“Should I kill them, really.”
“Bear with it, Mark. There will be opportunities later.”
“I’ll definitely create an opportunity, I will!”
They trembled with anger and reluctantly got up.
It’s regrettable, but they arrived at this place too late.
“Tsk. Let’s prepare tomorrow morning and come back.”
Money that will disappear after tonight’s accommodation.
They don’t know what mission they’ll give in the evening or how much, but with that evil production team, they surely won’t even have money to go to Alcatraz tomorrow.
“I’ll take photos with people like in the opening.”
“I’ll hold the camera!”
“You, Emily? Good. Then I’ll draw pictures next to….”
“Johann?”
“…Jessica?”
Jessica Caban, an actress and model.
Bruno Mars’s girlfriend was holding drinks in both hands with a surprised expression.
The production team’s eyes lit up.
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