Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 134
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 134
36. Science Competition
-The avatar of the god of rock has returned!
└Yeah! This is rock!
└Ugh, why did he do hip-hop and stuff?
└Still, it sounded good. Cheers.
-Oh, this guy knows how to play drums?
└…Chad? Chad Smith?
└Why would the Red Hot Chili Peppers drummer come to a place full of losers like this?
└I agree. It’s been a while since I heard proper rock. But that young guy seems to have studied Charlie Watts a lot. I can see him here and there.
└Wait. Are you really Lars? Lars Ulrich from Metallica?
└The one asking that is Don Henley from the Eagles! What is this post! Why are legendary drummers gathered here!
“He’s mine… my own little star.”
Emily bites her nails while looking at her phone.
‘If the Wolfies heard that, they’d try to shave off her eyebrows…’
“Why aren’t you saying anything? Am I wrong?”
At Emily’s sharp eyes as she puts down her phone, Johann feels a threat to his life.
“No. He’s yours.”
At times like this, it’s best to say what she wants to hear.
He had learned this well through Reading all this time.
“Remember. You’re mine.”
“Yeah.”
Johann, who saved his life again today, sighs in relief then suddenly remembers. He reaches into the back seat and brings out a bouquet and a small paper bag.
“Here. Valentine’s Day gift.”
Their first Valentine’s Day since becoming a couple.
Emily’s eyes waver.
“…It’s beautiful.”
The various types of flowers gathered together in colorful beauty and their fragrance stir the girl’s heart.
It feels even more overwhelming because it’s their first Valentine’s Day.
After staring blankly at the flowers for a while, Emily opens the case inside the paper bag.
“…?!”
It was a bracelet. Silver rings intertwined like rose vines, with sapphires as firm as tightly closed buds densely embedded.
“Sa, sapphires?”
When she looks at Johann urgently, he shrugs his shoulders.
“I made it with gemstones I bought from the gemstone souvenir shop in San Diego Old Town.”
The gemstone souvenir shop, another specialty of San Diego.
You can buy many types of gemstones at cheap prices.
To make this, he used Absorption Reading on ‘Blacksmith’ for the first time in a while.
A ‘Blacksmith’ who had made royal jewelry in the past.
“…This is cheating.”
Suddenly her own prepared gift feels shabby.
Seeing her clutching her handbag tightly, Johann pouts his lips.
“Won’t you give it to me?”
“Sigh. Don’t be disappointed.”
“There’s no way I would be.”
After hesitating, Emily soon takes out a small case.
A handmade key case with a wolf face emblem and a silver necklace with a jewel embedded in the center of a cross.
“Wow. Put it on me quickly.”
Seeing Johann’s moved face, Emily feels relieved and hugs Johann while putting the necklace on him.
“You pass…”
Shiver!
‘Was my life in danger again?’
Shaking his head, he drives to school while showing off asking if it looks pretty.
Smack!
“See you later.”
After kissing his cheek, Emily runs to the gymnasium.
Johann, who greeted Rick Bottom, also walks toward the school’s main building.
“Johann!”
“Flash. Look at this. Does it suit me?”
“Why did you buy such a necklace?”
“Emily gave it to me.”
“I told you Emily’s taste is shit.”
‘Should I hit him?’
“What about you, what did you get?”
Flinch!
“Get what! A bouquet is enough! Right, Lucy?”
“Of course!”
“Yeah. I heard the stale couple well.”
“Hi Johann. Hi Flash too.”
“…Why do you look half-dead, Mason?”
Mason, who trudged over, has no life in his face.
“Essay season is in two months.”
“You’re preparing for that already? Good lord.”
“Living as a Korean is really tough.”
“Haha. Oh, Johann, you caused a lot of trouble this time?”
“Not really trouble.”
He just had fun.
“While having that fun, how’s the progress with Emily…”
They chatted as they entered the main building.
Murmur murmur.
“Huh?”
Students gathered in front of the bulletin board for some reason.
Johann and the two push forward through the students who recognize them and react.
“Oh, Valentine’s charity party. Is it a dance party?”
The first Valentine’s Day party since entering high school.
As Flash and Johann’s eyes light up, Mason tilts his head.
“If it were a dance party, wouldn’t they have told us in advance? Ah, it says charity auction party here.”
“Ugh. Charity auction.”
A charity auction party where students bring their treasured items or things just collecting dust at home. There’s a refreshment time after all the auctions end, but they had experienced this to death in middle school already.
Johann, who smacked his lips, scanned the poster on the bulletin board and his eyes lit up.
“Oh, science competition.”
Flinch!
Flash and Mason look at Johann urgently.
“No flamethrowers.”
“No pipe time bombs either.”
“Iron Man suit or something like that… hmm, okay.”
Johann, who made an Iron Man suit in 5th grade, then created flamethrowers and time bombs in 6th and 7th grade, turning the school upside down.
Just thinking about when the police came back then still makes me shudder.
“I was just trying to show that anyone can easily make bombs, so they should be regulated…”
“If that wasn’t your intention, you would’ve gone to jail!”
The fact that he was a wolf boy who had only come down from the forest a few years ago was also taken into consideration.
“Absolutely! Absolutely not! Got it, Johann!”
“I got it.”
Even gentle Mason was rolling his eyes and stopping him, so it seems like he’ll have to make something else for this science fair.
“I guess not participating in the competition isn’t an option.”
“This kid isn’t even a nerd, so why…”
The science fair that mostly kids classified as so-called nerds or geeks participate in.
“It’s fun.”
The creativity possible at a young age.
It’s fun to see such creations, and they’re also inspiring.
‘What kind of inventions will be submitted this time?’
Seeing Johann’s sparkling eyes, Mason and Flash looked at each other and shook their heads.
* * *
A large white building overlooking Malibu beach.
“Phew.”
Will.i.am of the Black Eyed Peas, wearing a large necklace studded with small diamonds that looked like it was carved from a diamond, leans back in his chair and presses his temples.
“Has it already been three years?”
Since he finished his last single activity.
The glorious year of 2009 with Boom Boom Pow, I Gotta Feeling, and Imma Be.
It was the year that imprinted the group Black Eyed Peas on the world, and afterwards they continued world tours and single activities until 2011, ascending to an even higher throne.
‘It would have been great if we could have gotten We Go…’
Johann’s song that instantly made Robin Joel, a teenage girl, into a Billboard star.
Many criticized that it wouldn’t have been possible without the prestige of legends like Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page, but she later grabbed the title of next diva by releasing her solo single ‘STAR’.
‘STAR’ was also Johann’s song.
“If it wasn’t for that stupid bitch Fergie… damn!”
Not only ‘We Go’ but also ‘STAR’ would have been his.
Just thinking about that time makes him feel really regretful and disappointed.
But it’s already in the past.
Will.i.am shakes off his thoughts and brings a whiskey glass with ice to his lips.
“Phew.”
‘I should start preparing an album soon…’
Since finishing activities in 2011, he’s barely done any music activities except for occasional tour concerts.
He doesn’t think the public will forget him, but he can’t help feeling anxious.
“I do have quite a few decent single songs…”
He can’t tie them together into one album.
“Releasing single tracks is one method, but…”
Wouldn’t it look like he’s desperate for money?
Wouldn’t it look too low-class?
Perhaps because of the achievements the Black Eyed Peas built up, he can’t easily make that choice.
In reality, singers who come out with single tracks are all either unknown or low-class singers desperately trying to reclaim the glory of their slightly successful past.
“Ugh.”
Knock knock knock!
“I’m coming in.”
The door opens and an employee strides in.
“Will, please take a look at this.”
A video playing on the tablet PC he holds out.
“Jo… hann?”
It’s Johann, who he was just thinking about. He’s sitting in front of drums.
But his posture is quite good.
“He can play drums too…”
Boom boom!
Though it’s low quality with a lot of noise mixed in, the drum beat hits the ears like thunder.
It’s hip-hop.
‘Kick kick hat. Kick hat.’
A depressed life, a hedgehog’s struggle pierces through and enters the heart.
The following keyboard sounds and Mark Wahlberg’s voice grab the head and make it shake.
The beat that Will.i.am had coveted when he saw it uploaded on SoundCloud, similar to what he had imagined when thinking about how to arrange it, is hitting his entire body.
‘Rap rock! He knows how to do hip-hop!’
Rap rock, a fusion genre of hip-hop and rock.
But this isn’t something clumsily imitated by people of different skin color or singers from other genres – it’s real black hip-hop overflowing with black soul.
A shock greater than heaven and earth being turned upside down.
Will.i.am kicks his chair and stands up.
“…Ha!”
Will.i.am bursts into laughter along with a hollow laugh and glares fiercely at the employee.
“Get the car ready.”
“Yes!”
The employee grins as if he knew this would happen and turns around, while Will.i.am heads to the restroom.
First, he had to get rid of the smell of alcohol from his mouth.
* * *
“You’re not going to the bowling alley?”
“Why do these losers keep challenging me?”
“This guy.”
“I’m joking, I have an appointment today.”
A very important appointment.
“Tsk. Then it can’t be helped. See you tomorrow.”
As his friends who waved their hands moved away, Johann drives his car toward Rocky Directing Studio.
Rocky Directing Studio, where currently about 2,000 students are taking classes and where his photography studio is located.
“See you in the evening.”
“Yeah.”
After seeing Emily off like that, Johann headed to the new building of Rocky Management.
The headquarters of Rocky Management, an 8-story building located in Hollywood.
“Wow wow. Who is this? Isn’t this our troublemaker?”
“Johnny!”
Johnny, an original member and vice president of Rocky Management.
“Where are you going?”
“I just came back. And I have to go again.”
Having successfully completed New York Fashion Week and returned, he has to go to London to manage Rocky’s models participating in London Fashion Week and also to do business.
“Huh? Isn’t that today?”
London Fashion Week running from February 14th to 18th.
“That’s why I have to fly there diligently. More importantly, now that you’re starting activities, you’re really causing all kinds of trouble?”
“Haha.”
“Hurry up and go upstairs. They’ll be arriving soon.”
“Johnny, finish cleaning everything up and come back.”
Johnny grinned and turned around, and Johann, who had been watching him, hurriedly got on the elevator and headed to the top floor.
“I’m coming in, Larry!”
Johann, who opened the door as soon as he knocked, was startled.
Because there was a black man with Larry.
“Mr. Will.i.am?”
‘…Ah, he must have heard the song!’
The bait to hook Will.i.am.
As expected, he must have coveted that song Johann arranged and Mark sang.
‘I knew this would happen!’
That was a collaboration between Will.i.am, ‘Rolling Stones, Charlie Robert Watts’, and ‘Eagles, Joseph Fiddler Walsh’, so his visit today was only natural.
Will.i.am burst into laughter and stood up.
“After hearing such a serenade, I had to come running.”
Bringing such a huge diamond ring and bouquet.
“300,000 dollars.”
Copyright and master rights would also set Johann’s percentage separately.
Master rights that would give ownership of all copies, including digital versions for streaming platforms or versions for CDs and vinyl.
In other words, without an agreement with Johann, the music couldn’t be sold.
“Wow. Deal.”
With such a generous offer, there was no reason not to make the deal.
“Haha! You’re really generous, aren’t you? Do you have time?”
There was a lot to talk about.
How an Asian who never lived in the slums or hood could understand black soul, how many hidden hip-hop songs there were – today might not be enough.
“Ah.”
“Why? Do you have an appointment?”
“Someone is coming to visit.”
“…?”
Knock knock!
“We’re coming in.”
At Andrew Pearson’s voice, Larry jumped up, and Johann turned around.
“They must be here.”
“Who on earth…”
The door slid open and people in black suits entered with Andrew Pearson. Behind them, an elderly man in clerical robes entered.
Main PD Walton and PD Kim Jin-tae from ‘Trip Road’ also entered with cameras.
Will.i.am, a devout Christian, gaped, and Johann and Larry bowed their heads.
“Welcome to Rocky Management, Your Eminence.”
Cardinal William Joseph Levada, member of the Vatican Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, and Archbishop of LA and Metropolitan of the LA Province.
He was the first American clergyman to become head of a major Vatican institution.
That’s right. The person Johann was supposed to meet today was this very man.
“Thank you for welcoming me.”
He smiled warmly.
Generally, when one becomes a cardinal, they often take charge of the archdiocese of their region of origin.
Cardinal William Joseph Levada also serves as Archbishop of LA and Metropolitan of the LA Province, which includes Fresno, Monterey, Orange County, San Bernardino, San Diego, and other areas.
He also served as Prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith until 2012, acting as Pope Benedict XVI’s closest advisor on matters of faith and ethics.
This man of such high position had come here today to personally present Johann with a commendation.
“Could you explain the situation at that time again?”
The incident that made him fly here immediately from the Vatican.
The discovery of unrestored mural historical materials at La Purisima Mission built by Spanish missionaries.
Johann explained the situation at that time.
“That’s how I was able to discover it.”
What was amazing was that despite 200 years passing, the box was almost undamaged except for slight corrosion.
“Even though it must have been buried with Father Francisco Larsen during the earthquake, there wasn’t even minor damage.”
Also, though it must have been buried deep, it was found about halfway through the crack.
This had to be seen as being pulled up during crustal movements that occurred over 200 years.
“Dear God…!”
The accompanying clergy and bodyguards also made the sign of the cross and clasped their hands.
“God must have protected the box, Your Eminence!”
“Yes, that must be so.”
At the clergyman’s words, Cardinal Levada also nodded with reddened eyes.
“And God must have guided Brother Jefferson there.”
“That could be.”
Cardinal Levada was slightly surprised at Johann’s obedient nodding.
Because a parishioner in the province had said Johann was probably non-religious.
“Do you believe God exists?”
“I believe, of course.”
Among the people he had read so far, countless had experienced phenomena that couldn’t be explained without God’s miracles. Also, many had witnessed God and heard God’s voice, though it wasn’t clear if it was hallucination or reality.
Not believing in God’s existence despite such evidence would be unreasonable.
But that was as far as it went.
Nothing more, nothing less.
“Oh.”
God had made a believer find the lost historical materials, so this too was God’s protection of them.
Their eyes reddened again.
“Whew. Thank you, Brother Johann. You’ve done something great.”
The box also contained intact records of how Spanish Catholicism dispatched to California conducted missions, mission operation methods, and specific procedures for Mass.
The box would be consecrated as a holy relic, and Johann would receive a medal along with the commendation.
“A, a medal?”
“It’s the Order of St. Sylvester.”
One of the papal orders that non-Catholics can receive.
By receiving this medal, Johann would become an official member of the Order of St. Sylvester, though it was an honorary position.
Thud!
Johann, Larry, and everyone else gaped.
“Why, why go this far…?”
“Because you found something so precious to us Catholics.”
Evidence that God still protects our lambs. That’s what Johann had found for them.
They couldn’t be stingy.
“Wow…”
‘Really.’
‘The One Who Became a Star’ said those words were true, with no other ulterior motives.
‘Is this what clergy are like?’
Character comparable to some of the old clergy he had read about.
Perhaps all modern clergy were like Cardinal Levada.
‘This would have to change my thinking.’
“…I’ll gratefully accept it.”
“Haha. We’ll schedule the medal ceremony soon at the LA Archdiocese.”
“Yes… Ah, then what about restoring the hymns?”
“That’s…”
That part was a bit difficult to answer.
For now, they planned to entrust it to clergy who study Spanish Catholic hymns of that era, but it was questionable whether they could perfectly restore it with just sheet music.
‘As expected!’
I knew this would happen.
“I’ve restored something – would you like to listen to it?”
“Oh, really?”
“Andrew, General Manager. It’s in the hymns folder.”
When Johann handed over the USB, Andrew Pearson turned on Larry’s computer and the sound equipment in the CEO office.
And then…
Boom!
Sacred melodies echoing in surround sound.
Everyone’s eyes widened.
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