Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 133
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 133
Scenery that approaches quickly and disappears in an instant.
The rear end of the horse ahead drawing closer.
Forcibly straightening his waist that wants to lean back, he tightens his grip with strength in his thighs.
‘No.’
He feels it instinctively. That he can no longer close the distance with that guy who provoked him earlier.
‘The rhythm is off.’
The rhythm of the running horse and his own movements don’t match. The memories of those he’s accessed tell him so.
‘I can’t force it. I need to become one rhythm with the horse.’
Like the ancient warriors.
He must become one with the horse.
Who would be good?
‘Ah, that person would work.’
He closes his eyes and accesses the Library.
“Reading List Check.”
Countless orbs flying from the Galactic River.
Johann chose one of them, an existence that was too large to Absorption Reading when he was in the Forest, and thrust it into his chest.
Long ago, a boy was born in a place called Hamheung in Goryeo, and followed his father called a military minister across the Grasslands.
Undefeated even after countless battlefields.
Leading the armed group Gabyeolcho and becoming a symbol of terror, he later helped his father establish a country called Joseon and became the second king.
[Jeongjong, Yi Bang-gwa]
* * *
Crack! Crackle!
“Ah.”
Muscles and bones twist.
Sensations change, and vision alters.
Wider, farther.
All the experiences of the warrior who led Gabyeolcho across the Grasslands, striking down and subjugating foreign enemies, overlay his entire body.
‘Jeongjong, Yi Bang-gwa’ grumbles about why he’s riding such a horse that’s only big in body but can’t even do lateral movement, yet corrects his posture.
Lowering upper body.
Flexibility entering his waist.
His knees firmly wrap around the horse’s belly, matching rhythm with the horse.
The horse, surprised by the suddenly disappeared weight and burden, glances back and grins, delighted that someone who can finally play properly with it has come, preparing to tear through the wind.
‘Let’s go!’
“Hyah!”
Boom!
Sand scattering as if a small bomb exploded.
The headwind tears apart as they become a streak of light.
‘Ahh.’
This was it.
This was the sensation.
The sensation of human and horse becoming one.
Johann had already overtaken the Young Man who had provoked him, but lost in the thrill of galloping across the vast Sandy Field, he forgot even that fact and spread both arms wide.
Tearing through the wind more greatly, feeling greater freedom.
But that too is brief.
“Tsk.”
The Mexican Border drawing near.
Unfortunately, the galloping ends here.
It was the moment he reluctantly pulled the reins.
“Whinny!”
“…You want to?”
The horse seeming to say not to stop here.
It seems to be saying you can do it, can’t you.
Johann twisted his lips and patted the horse’s neck, conveying his will.
“Then follow me.”
Grabbing the left rein and leaning his body sideways, he pushes out his lower body.
Then the horse also matches him, putting strength throughout its body and leaning sideways as if lying down.
Whoooosh!
Johann and the horse drifted on the Sandy Beach.
Thud thud! Thud thud!
“Whinny! Whinny!”
“It can’t be helped.”
They can’t run anymore.
It’s not a matter of distance, but because of running at full power and performing stunts for the first time in its life, the horse’s entire body and lungs are screaming.
If they run any more, it will collapse.
So this is it.
Even if unsatisfied, this is it.
“Neighhhh!”
“Yeah. I had fun too.”
‘Jeongjong, Yi Bang-gwa’ also says it’s good to run after a long time.
Johann patted the neck of the horse calming its excitement and looked at the People.
“…”
“Why?”
People staring with mouths agape.
“You, no you… that…”
What did they just see?
A horse drifted.
Like a Car.
That moment that was like an ancient European warrior, no, like a cartoon.
“…How is that even possible-!”
“Because the horse’s condition isn’t bad?”
Compared to the war horses that roamed battlefields in the old days, it’s a very insufficient level, but for tourist Horse Riding purposes, it was well-managed and followed quite well.
‘Seeing it has galloping instincts, it might be a descendant of a famous horse.’
“No, that’s not it!”
“Ah, compared to riding on the backs of the Wolf Brothers and chasing prey, this much is nothing. Do you know how well deer escape by turning direction as if sliding?”
Deer that commonly turn 90 degrees while fleeing at full power, and sometimes suddenly turn 160 degrees to run in reverse.
Because of this, the Wolf Brothers doing Herding also have to bend their bodies like that to chase, and Johann had to hold tightly to the Wolf Brothers’ bodies to avoid being thrown off each time.
‘Well, I still got thrown off countless times though.’
Then as he aged and his body became heavier, he could no longer ride on the Wolf Brothers’ bodies.
“Wow…”
People lost for words again.
Then Walton urgently speaks up.
“Then, then can you do that drift from just now again?”
They couldn’t capture that moment just now.
A failure as a broadcaster.
His eyes burn fiercely with greed. The other production staff feel the same way.
“Can you do other things too….”
Clap clap clap clap clap!
“Wow! My goodness! Bravo-! Boy, what is your identity? Your name? Where do you live?”
‘What’s with these people?’
Johann tilted his head sideways at the people approaching with their faces flushed red.
* * *
“Oh….”
Johann and his group look at the business card the Middle-aged Man in His 50s left behind.
One of the directors of a medieval period drama that currently boasts an enormous fandom.
“Congratulations, Johann!”
“Wow, if you appear in this, your recognition will increase even more, right?”
“This is crazy, crazy! Scream-!”
“But… can Johann actually appear in this? Johann is Asian.”
At the last comment, everyone closes their mouths and rolls their eyes.
‘Damn you.’
‘Just shut up!’
“Don’t worry about what he said. If they’re this eager, they’ll definitely find a way to cast you somehow!”
Johann nods at Mark’s words.
“Thank you. Well then, let’s get ready!”
To prepare for filming the drift that horses and humans do.
As the production team hurriedly moves after snapping back to reality at those words, Emily narrows her eyes and pokes his side.
“You’re not really interested, are you?”
“…Kind of.”
As the Staff said, it’s a medieval period drama.
A worldview exclusively for them, where only White and some Black people can appear.
Having an Asian suddenly pop up and ruin the artistic integrity wasn’t something Johann wanted.
“It probably wouldn’t be a significant role anyway, so there’s no need to invite unnecessary criticism.”
While that could be considered experience, he’d rather pass on unpleasant experiences.
“Your face leans more Western though?”
An ideal appearance that beautifully combines only the best features of East and West.
Johann himself is well aware of this aspect.
“What’s your real reason?”
“I don’t have time.”
Once Trip Road airs and the movie ‘Fire is Always Targeting Us’ hits the screens, he’ll become extremely busy.
“I thought so. I was wondering if you’d suddenly become a coward.”
“Haha!”
Emily chuckles and gives him a mischievous look.
“What if it’s an attractive role?”
“Then I’d consider it a bit?”
“Pfft. As expected….”
“Johann!”
“Yes! Let’s go.”
It was time to go for the first retake in this Trip Road filming.
* * *
“That bastard?”
The Young Man who was a supporting actor in the drama.
When they questioned why the Assistant who was supposed to safely hold the reins for horse riding was making a fuss about not giving photos, it was revealed that he had taken undressing photos of the female Actors.
“We just handed him over to the Police… is this okay?”
There will be controversy.
Reporters and Anti-fans will pounce on this opportunity, and it will ultimately have a negative impact on ratings.
“Even if the situation gets worse, this is right. I’ve already finished talking with the Executive Director.”
“Ah. Then that’s a relief. …Damn Child.”
He threw shit on a successful drama.
Even tearing him apart wouldn’t be satisfying enough.
“The production company said they’ll handle the damage compensation for that part, so let’s not worry about it….”
They also decided to provide compensation to the female victims as consolation.
“What do you think about that young friend?”
“Johann Jefferson?”
They approached him captivated by his horse riding, but he turned out to be quite a big shot.
A Billboard star and an actor who filmed a movie with Mark Wahlberg.
He was the Wolf Boy they had heard of.
“Honestly, I wonder if there’s a role suitable for an Asian….”
If it weren’t for the government’s affirmative action policy for Black people, they wouldn’t have included Black people in their drama either.
“He has such a mysterious appearance that it seems like it could work somehow….”
Aside from being Asian, there’s currently no role in the drama’s setting and development that Johann could fit into.
“You would know better than anyone, Manager.”
“How about this setting?”
As the Middle-aged Man in His 50s explains, the Staff Members widen their eyes.
“…Wow.”
It’s quite an interesting setting.
“You must really like him.”
“I can’t give up that image just because of skin color.”
Heavy wildness, wind-like freedom.
The Johann they just saw was like a free typhoon, like the ancient savage warriors they try so hard to portray.
No, the intense wildness they felt was like a vanguard or chieftain leading savage warriors.
“…That’s true.”
They felt raw wildness from a mere 15-year-old Boy.
The kind of wildness that even veteran Actors with over 10 years of experience find difficult to express, which they can only feel through the camera.
“Then I’ll assume you agree and pass along the setting and footage.”
“Do you think they’ll agree too?”
“If they see that image, definitely.”
Unless the Original Creator and Executive Director have lost their minds, it will pass.
‘Maybe they’ll even fly here.’
The Middle-aged Man in His 50s twisted his lips.
Boom boom!
“Huh?”
Suddenly, drum sounds hit their ears.
The Middle-aged Man and People who turned their heads widened their eyes.
“Johann Jefferson?”
In Balboa Park, which has many attractions like the Zoo and art museums, Johann was sitting in front of drums in the distance, spinning his sticks.
* * *
Balboa Park, San Diego’s representative tourist destination.
Walking between buildings reminiscent of ancient Europe and palm trees reaching high into the sky, they eventually arrived at the fountain, their chosen location.
People gather and attention focuses, perhaps because of the cameras.
“Huff. Huff.”
Mark, wearing his hat pulled low, grabs the microphone and breathes heavily.
“Are you okay?”
“…I’m fine.”
His heart is just racing because it’s been so long since he last performed.
“I’ll have you know I’m a singer who hit number 1 on the Billboard Hot 100.”
“Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch?”
Good Vibrations by the hip-hop group Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.
It was the number 1 song on the Billboard Hot 100 in 1991, and remained in the top 10 for 7 weeks after that.
“Forget that name!”
For Mark, it was nothing but a product of his rebellious phase, practically a dark history.
“Hehe!”
Seeing Mark’s tension ease a bit, Johann looks at Emily standing in front of the synthesizer.
Emily, who learned piano as part of her education.
“I’m a model, you know?”
A model who had even walked the runway at Fashion Week.
This much was nothing to her.
“Oh.”
The young girl who had been stiffly frozen on Giselle Buncheon’s wedding day had really grown so much.
“But are you really okay?”
Emily points to the drums.
Johann had brought them from the car, but she was worried since she had never seen him play drums before.
“Don’t you trust me?”
“I do trust you, but…”
“Then just keep trusting me.”
The songs they were about to perform featured drums prominently, not guitar. More precisely, among the songs Johann himself had created, he had arranged ones that Will.i.am might covet into hip-hop style, making the drums stand out.
That’s why he had given the vocals to Mark too.
Johann signals to Main PD Walton that they’re ready and slowly closes his eyes.
‘Finally absorbing and reading this person.’
[Rolling Stones, Charlie Robert Watts]
An existence that had been too great to absorb and read until now.
The passion of the great drummer begins to fill his entire body.
The rising heat bursts outward, enveloping Emily and Mark and reaching the audience.
It compels Mark and Emily, touching the senses of the audience.
A forced silence.
‘Rolling Stones, Charlie Robert Watts’ shouts.
‘Let’s run!’
The last day of the trip.
Time to really have some fun.
Tap tap! Whirrrr!
Johann looks at Emily and Mark, spins his drumsticks, then strikes the drums hard.
Boom boom!
And so the last day of the trip road began to burst brilliantly like fireworks in the night sky.
* * *
Bruno Mars bursts into tears in Mark Wahlberg’s embrace!
Mark Wahlberg appears in San Francisco!
Mark Wahlberg having an affair with a young girl?
Mark Wahlberg, what’s happening in San Diego?
“Ugh. These article headlines really…”
The keyword that heated up the past week could only be Mark Wahlberg.
Hollywood star Mark Wahlberg’s travels, rarely seen except in movies and studio shows.
However, for her, an ordinary teenage girl from New York, he was just some actor that existed.
An older actor who was too old for her to like.
Even if he was handsome, she didn’t feel any particular affection for him.
“More than that…”
The girl plays a YouTube video.
-Even if you see me and the world differently
A trembling voice that stretches out smoothly.
“Bruno Mars… Peter…”
A Hawaiian Black Man with a sexy voice and cute smile.
Seeing him haggard from his mother’s death made her want to embrace him.
She wanted to comfort him.
She felt both gratitude and jealousy toward his girlfriend Jessica Caban, who comforted him instead.
Tears well up at the emotion-filled song.
“Sob!”
Bzzzz! Bzzzz!
‘Who dares interrupt this sacred time!’
She wonders.
The girl quickly checks her phone, composes her voice, and answers the call.
“Yeah. Hal. What’s up?”
-Jackpot! Major incident! Check the YouTube link I’m sending you right now! I guarantee you won’t even think about that skinny Bieber!
“You crazy girl! Did you just insult our Lord Bieber in my ear?!”
Justin Bieber, currently the boyfriend of teenage and 20s women in America.
Insulting Bieber was worse than insulting family.
-Look at it first, then come find me if it’s not!
“…Fine. Send it through messenger. Don’t hang up.”
If it’s nothing special, she’ll go over and pull out every strand of her hair.
The girl snorts and clicks on the messenger link her friend sent, playing the video.
Splash!
‘Huh?’
Water poured over his head slides down his sharp jawline, freezing her heart.
As his sleeveless t-shirt gets wet, revealing his muscle lines, even her breathing seemed to stop.
Water droplets scattering with each drum beat.
Mysterious eyes like topaz tear apart her stopped heart.
The girl instinctively felt it.
She had just been hit by a massive truck.
“Cra, crazy! What is this?! Who is he!”
-Did you see?! Are you crazy? Isn’t he sexy?!
“So who is he!”
-Johann Jefferson! Dreams, a journey departing by ship!
“…That guy?!”
The girl dredges up faded memories.
4 years ago, the adorable Asian Boy who was praised as the emergence of an 11-year-old young genius. The Child who was soon forgotten when Justin Bieber debuted.
‘That kid grew up to be this admirable?’
No, it’s not just admirable.
He grew up to be dizzyingly sexy.
The Young Girl plays the video again.
And feels dizzy again.
“Is there a video with better quality than this? No, when is this going to air?!”
In this video with relatively poor picture and sound quality, a large Camera can be seen.
It’s during the filming of a broadcast program.
-I don’t know! But looking at the comments, it seems like it’s a broadcast planned by Warner!
Warner. A national Broadcasting Station.
“Crazy. I’m definitely watching the live broadcast. Hang up!”
This isn’t the time for this. She needs to quickly share this sacred video on communities like Reddit.
She needs to inform other Girls and discuss it.
And so communities Across America began to burn with excitement.
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