Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 192

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 192

Click!

Johann’s eyes waver as he returns to the dormitory and turns on his laptop.

-I’m going to see Father today.

└Didn’t you say you cut ties with Father?

└Listening to the letter from heaven made me remember Father’s back that I saw long ago. In the end, it was Father’s back that made me who I am today…

└Stay strong.

└We’re rooting for you.

-Today I had a conversation with Parents for the first time in 3 years.

└You did well.

-I cried for a long time remembering Mother who passed away 5 years ago. Mom, are you living well in heaven? I’m living well too.

└She’s definitely living well.

‘It’s just a song.’

It moves people’s hearts.

“This is the power of music…”

In some ways, it’s more powerful than novels.

Johann’s heart becomes complicated as he searches for more cases like Isabel and Old Man.

Johann lies back looking at the ceiling, then sits up again to look at his laptop.

I’m a 32-year-old Man living in Arkadelphia, a small city with a population of 10,000 in Arkansas.

You can’t even expect movie theaters or Chick-fil-A, it’s a countryside where shabby arcades and bowling alleys, high school football games, and a few bars playing country music are all the entertainment.

Why don’t we have them? Because there’s a big city 40 minutes away by car.

Yes, it’s a very ambiguous distance.

Neither far nor close.

An ambiguous distance where you can just go to the city if you need something.

So local event performances are held only once every 3 years.

Neighboring towns just 10 minutes away by car have performances twice a year, but in our Arkadelphia, they’re held once every 3 years.

So whenever there are such events, the neighborhood Elders go to neighboring towns…

Ha. I guess the Elders from those towns give them a lot of looks.

I understand.

How annoying must it be when people from neighboring towns who don’t pay taxes come to enjoy events funded by local Citizens’ taxes.

So the Elders always come back feeling uncomfortable like they’ve become criminals.

My Grandmother too.

When she comes back from enjoying performances, she says she’ll never go again and sulks for months, but then goes again.

Not going is really hard.

Those living in the countryside will know, but there’s really nothing you can do in the countryside.

365 days a year, only work, work, work.

There’s nothing to do but work, so you spend your life just working.

You need to relieve the stress that builds up like that, so how can you not go.

Then singers Johann Jefferson and Camila Cabello came to perform.

I can’t reveal how many songs they sang, but thanks to both of them, all Citizens could laugh and chat without worrying about anyone’s looks for the first time in decades.

You guys get country singers? We can brag that Billboard singers are coming to us.

Singer Johann Jefferson, singer Camila Cabello.

Thank you so much.

Thanks to you, Grandmother was able to laugh heartily after a long time.

Thank you once again, and I’ll pray that God’s blessings fill your future.

└A 17-year-old Boy really did something big.

└Ah, why don’t you come to our city.

“It was a lottery…”

Johann decided by lottery to be as fair as possible since he couldn’t visit every small city.

“I really feel regret.”

Johann could only feel regret, having put local event performances on his promotional schedule for such a simple reason – just to retrieve the seed James Han left in Littlefield.

“Phew.”

Johann sighs and continues reading other people’s posts.

The lights in Johann’s Room didn’t go out for quite a long time.

Meanwhile, outside the room.

Rick Bottom, who brought a thick bundle of papers – printed community posts about the letter from heaven, chuckles and turns away.

* * *

After finishing their schedule in New York, Johann and Camila performed in the Northeast including Connecticut and Massachusetts, then headed to Toronto via Quebec, Montreal, and the capital Ottawa in Canada.

Murmur murmur!

On the ice rink where countless Audience members gather and watch.

Players holding sticks are looking toward the center.

Human weapons wearing thick protective gear like in football.

The excited breath coming from their mouths reaches Johann standing next to the Umpire in black and white stripes.

Johann holds up the black puck, hockey’s ball.

He looks at the Captains of both teams standing on either side, taking poses as if they’re about to charge at any moment.

‘Canada’s winter is divided into two seasons, right?’

Hockey season.

And the season waiting for the next hockey season.

Hockey is practically the national sport for Canadians.

It’s a sport loved by the entire nation, to the point where riots could break out if their supported team goes on a losing streak.

Like American football, basketball, and baseball in America.

‘I want to try colliding with them.’

The urge to collide with those human weapons surges up.

What kind of thrill would surge up if I crash into them and knock them down.

Tweet!

When the Umpire blows the whistle, Johann licks his lips inwardly and drops the puck.

Thud!

The puck falls onto the ice rink.

This was hockey’s ceremonial puck drop.

“Waah!”

“Waaaaaaah!”

Johann waves his hand at the erupting cheers and leaves the ice rink, where Camila greets him with sparkling eyes.

“Wow. You can skate too?”

His smooth gliding approach looked just like a skating Player.

“Haha. My athletic ability…”

Crash!

“Kyah!”

“Woaaaaaaah!”

A sound erupts from behind like cars colliding.

Quickly turning his head, he sees the Captains of both teams just now glaring at each other with shoulders touching.

That’s not all. Several hockey Players collide where the black puck stays.

People colliding with people, but making sounds like cars crashing into each other.

The bounced player crashes into the reinforced plastic glass in front of Johann.

CRASH!

“…Wow!”

‘So this is why they love it.’

“Now I understand why soccer isn’t popular in Canada.”

“Y-yeah….”

Heavy violence exploding right before their eyes.

Unlike American football where there’s quite a distance between the field and the audience seats, here they really collide and break right in front of you.

Thrills shoot up from toes to head.

‘Maybe I should have played soccer instead?’

At 11, when taking photos for school promotional pamphlets, he not only kept up with but overtook high school football players, which made him lose interest in sports, but it seems he was thinking wrong.

This kind of collision and breaking stimulates something primal.

“Running wasn’t everything….”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

‘Should I try challenging it now? Or in university?’

Johann, sitting in his chair, licks his lips as he loosens his skates, while Camila flinches every time players collide but watches the game with interested eyes.

“Ah! When they’re doing cycle play, you need to go man-to-man quickly!”

Cycle play is a method of continuously repeating passes and movement in the offensive zone (inside the offensive blue line) to tire out defenders and create shooting opportunities by making space.

You need to go man-to-man to narrow the space and vision.

Puck! Bang!

“But if you stick that close… Ah!”

Swoosh!

A puck that seems to tear through the goal net.

“Waaaaah!”

As cheers erupt from the opposite side’s audience seats, Johann throws off the hat he was wearing.

“Damn it! Forget it! Why are you going man-to-man just watching the player! You should be cutting off the pass lanes!”

Since he has to stay until the game ends anyway, ‘strategic genius Scotty Bowman,’ whom he absorbed and reviewed to enjoy hockey more pleasantly despite not knowing a single rule, gets angry.

Scotty Bowman, the coach who recorded the most victories in the history of the National Hockey League (NHL), one of North America’s four major sports leagues, and a master coach who achieved 9 Stanley Cup championships leading the Montreal Canadiens, Pittsburgh Penguins, and Detroit Red Wings.

Johann felt the same way.

“Cut off the pass lanes! Pass… just don’t rush out randomly! That’s right! Ah, there’s nobody near your team’s number 3! Why aren’t you passing!”

“Puhahahahahat!”

“Huh?”

Johann’s face turns bright red as he turns his head. Because the big screen showed him pointing and getting angry toward the rink.

From Johann’s phone comes the commentators’ teasing.

-Oh! The Billboard star is passionately watching our Canadian hockey! Ah, the moment I say that… Huh? What did you say?

Some confusion arises in the press box.

Johann also holds up his phone and looks at the commentators doing live streaming.

Soon the commentators look up.

-Johann? Are you listening right now?

When he draws a circle above his head, the commentators’ faces light up.

-Congratulations, Johann! You just reached number 1 on the Billboard Hot 100!

-Wow! Congratulations!

“Waaaaaaaah!”

The phrase ‘HOT100 #1, Johann Jefferson’ also appears on the screen.

“…Oh?”

‘Me?’

Johann blinks and looks at Camila, and Camila looks at Johann too.

Even as people in the audience seats stand up and cheer for them, and people in nearby seats pat their shoulders, Johann and Camila just stare at each other.

‘Really? For real?’

It’s somehow unbelievable.

It doesn’t feel real.

Buzz! Buzz!

“Ah.”

The phone ringing frantically brings their minds back to reality.

The two check the caller and look at each other again, twisting their faces.

Grab!

“Uaaaaaaah!”

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

Number 1. Finally Billboard number 1.

About 55 days of journey has been rewarded.

The two embrace each other and jump around, while the audience gives them congratulatory applause.

* * *

“I want to see you too. I love you. I really love you.”

Emily is even more lovable because she hides her jealousy about him embracing Camila and only says congratulations and that she misses him.

He wants to run to her quickly, hold her tight, and share this joy.

After ending that last call, Johann looks at the empty rink during halftime and falls into thought.

‘Why is this?’

He’s happier than when he found James Han’s legacy and inheritance.

Even though the monetary value is much less.

‘It’s probably because this is recognition.’

Billboard Hot 100 number 1 means it’s a song the public recognizes as the best.

It’s truly joyful and exciting that his efforts have been rewarded.

His chest and head feel like they might burst.

Johann looks at her, wondering if Camila feels the same emotion.

“Yes! Yes! I love you too. No, that’s not enough….”

She’s having a video call with her parents.

‘Come to think of it, this is her first number 1 too.’

He thinks this is a moment he shouldn’t interrupt.

Whether because of that thought or because she finished her call, Johann, who has calmed down a bit, turns his head to look at the gentleman in his 60s sitting behind him.

“Hello. I’m Johann Jefferson.”

“Oh, congratulations….”

“Mr. Leicester Barber.”

Flinch!

The smiling gentleman’s face hardens.

‘Investor Leicester Barber’ who made Johann create Instory and Quick Food, and develop the Silver Lake Hispanic concentrated area.

A Chicago investor who has succeeded in numerous investments.

“…I must resemble my wife a lot.”

“They say married couples grow to look alike. Your smile resembles hers a lot.”

“Haha! That’s something my wife would hate to hear!”

‘Johann Jefferson.’

An amazing singer and composer, and major shareholder of Instory and Quick Food.

‘He’s also a major shareholder of that hotel.’

The Malibu hotel famous for auction hotels, where wild animal accommodation is possible.

‘The rumors about the founding of Instory and Quick Food are quite famous too.’

The strange rumor that parents made their young children’s ideas into reality.

However, it couldn’t be completely dismissed as a rumor because Johann, Emily, and Flash—all children of the founders—were major shareholders. Both companies were worth hundreds of billions of dollars.

“I never expected to meet the benefactors of my wife and those who helped me find a new family like this.”

Leicester Barber, a longtime fan of Chicago’s hockey team, the Chicago Blackhawks, had come to Toronto on business and was here to watch a game against the Toronto Maple Leafs.

He had spotted Johann by chance and approached to express his gratitude.

“It was just a coincidence. Ah, you’re Isabel Barber’s husband, Camila. He’s a very famous investor in Chicago.”

“Ah, I’m Camila Cabello! About her…”

“Would you like to see a photo?”

An old man in a salon gown with an awkward expression, now looking neat, and Isabel Barber hugging him with a bright smile.

“Wow! Thank goodness! Really… *sob* I’m sorry.”

A daughter who had hated her father for decades and a father who had given up his life for his daughter.

These two people had met and reconciled through their song, and now they were showing such happiness.

Tears welled up suddenly.

“Haha. I’m glad I took that photo.”

“I really hope the elder will be happy.”

“He certainly will be.”

I’ll make sure of it.

“At least there won’t be any financial hardships.”

“Ah! You said he’s a famous investor?”

“He’s the owner of Chicago Hancock Investment, Camila.”

“…?”

Chicago Hancock Investment.

A bluebird-like company specializing in venture capital investment, where about 60 percent of existing venture companies based in Chicago had received investment from them.

“He’s like a bluebird to Chicago citizens.”

Leicester Barber was someone with such thick public trust that he could win if he ran for senator right now.

“Oh! I’m sorry for not recognizing you!”

“Haha, it’s fine.”

If you don’t know much about investment, you might not know.

No, his investments rarely went beyond Illinois, including Chicago, so people outside Illinois wouldn’t know of his existence.

Rather, it was strange that Johann, at the young age of 17, knew about him. He used to be mentioned in magazines like Forbes, but he had asked to be excluded from them for the past 10 years.

“I’m very interested in economics and investment.”

“Oh?!”

Pleasant words.

Leicester Barber’s upper body leaned toward Johann.

“That’s truly befitting the founder of Instory and Quick Food.”

‘He’s testing me.’

Johann smiled, knowing the rumors circulating in the world.

“It’s thanks to you, Mr. Barber.”

‘It was really true!’

Shock almost burst from his throat but was swallowed.

“Hmm. Did I help Mr. Jefferson somehow?”

“The books you wrote were very helpful. Especially the book ‘Perspectives on Investment’ was a great help.”

“Perspectives on Investment” described methods for developing the sense to assess the success potential of investment products.

“…Weren’t you 11 years old then?”

“Kids these days are mature, you know.”

“Heh heh heh!”

Leicester laughed, slapping his knee, and his eyes sparkled.

“If it’s not rude, could you tell me the story behind its creation?”

He too had given up on social network services, thinking they couldn’t surpass the dominance of Fatalbook, Bluebird, and MySpace.

If it had been his younger days, he would have charged in even if it meant getting crushed and shattered, but he had too many people to take care of and his passion wasn’t what it used to be, so he gave up on the SNS ecosystem. Yet they had not only squeezed into the world those companies had built but were now crushing those very companies.

‘And now they’re investing in AI development!’

This meant Instory’s next target was AI. Exactly what he had been thinking.

“I’ll pay for the meal.”

“It’s nothing special.”

When Johann briefly explained what had happened back then, Leicester opened his mouth wide.

“Your talent for investment is remarkable…”

This was innate. Just like himself.

‘That would be you and Emily.’

“Haha. It’s thanks to having good parents.”

“Are you currently investing anywhere?”

Leicester’s eyes sparkled.

He was curious about the stocks that this talent born with the same gift as himself, who even possessed the youth he had lost, was keeping an eye on.

‘Oh! I was just wondering how to bring this up!’

There was a plan he had made after meeting Isabel Barber.

“I can’t just tell you that with words alone… Ah, if you have any talented people you could recommend, could you introduce them to me?”

“Talented people?”

‘There is one. Right beside you.’

An incredible talent who possessed not only Leicester’s investment talent but also overflowing talent for corporate management.

Johann’s eyes sparkled.

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