Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 196

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 196

The place where Johann left.

“…I made a mistake earlier, didn’t I?”

“Yeah. Big time.”

Kitty’s face turns bright red at Philip’s words.

‘To someone with that kind of athletic ability and courage, I said something about the jungle…’

How ridiculous must she have seemed to him.

“Producer! Will this be edited out by any chance?”

Shake, shake.

“Oh, please!”

“No way. I have no intention of doing that. Go back.”

‘How can I edit out what she said about the jungle to Johann, who lived in the Rocky Mountains wilderness until he was 11?’

Sorry, but Kitty had to take some criticism.

After going to the jungle a few times, she acted like she was something special, and since the broadcast called her a warrior woman, she became arrogant as if she really was a warrior woman.

Every time she made dismissive comments toward male guests who looked younger or weaker than her, it wasn’t just once or twice that his teeth clenched.

That’s why he deliberately hid information about Johann, and as expected, she spouted plenty of stupid things.

Now all that remained was for that raised nose of hers to be smashed.

‘Connected with the scene of rescuing the young girl, it became an even more interesting scene, so editing is absolutely out of the question!’

Johann’s courageous actions, all captured on camera.

Probably not only the ratings but all of Hong Kong’s media would explode.

‘What kind of gift should I give him.’

To Johann who gave him such a big gift.

The Producer turned around with a delighted laugh.

* * *

“Why did she say such things…”

Hong Kong International Airport’s business lounge.

Johann narrows his eyes and rolls the business card given by the Young Girl’s mother in his hand.

‘A virus research institute…’

Suddenly, an ominous thought grows in his mind.

Johann rolls his eyes to check the positions of his companions.

Camila and Anna Jowin who went into the shower room in the lounge to shower.

Rick Bottom who is on a call with someone.

Johann nods and closes his eyes as he enters the library.

“Search.”

When he speaks the name of the Young Girl’s mother and the name of the virus research institute, one orb flies from far away.

An orb with a slight mix of gray.

“She has a mental illness?”

Johann furrows his brow and begins reading while holding her orb.

Everything she had seen and heard throughout her life was replayed in Johann’s mind.

And a moment later, Johann opens his eyes and lets out a hollow laugh.

“Worth warning about.”

Security and management systems that are inadequate compared to the danger of the viruses being researched. If someone makes a mistake, a terrible nightmare will strike.

“Each one is lethal to humans.”

This must be why the Young Girl’s mother developed a mental illness.

‘But this was discovered in nature…’

This also meant that at some point, viruses existing in nature could be transmitted to humans.

‘Moreover, it happens to be a highly contagious corona…’

Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome, commonly known as SARS, first discovered in China in 2002, then spread worldwide in 2003, causing hundreds of deaths.

And Middle East Respiratory Syndrome, commonly known as MERS, first discovered in the Middle East in 2012 and then spread to various parts of the world, particularly causing damage in the Republic of Korea in 2015 when a mutant virus with a fatality rate of 19% spread.

These were pandemics caused by coronavirus that became widely known to the world, and the World Economic Forum designated such pandemics as the number one risk factor threatening the global economy and security.

“Though when haven’t they done that…”

The World Economic Forum, which tends to make more pessimistic than optimistic statements. How often have their predictions come true.

Still, he feels uneasy.

Having experienced the Black Death, one of humanity’s worst epidemics, through the library.

Knowing how painful and despairing that contagiousness and suffering can be.

Although the high-risk pathogens from the research institute where the Young Girl’s mother worked were transferred to another research institute, their management and security systems were equally terrible, so Johann’s eyes sink coldly.

“This is probably…”

It seems like a place has emerged to spend the enormous money obtained from Littlefield, James Han’s inheritance.

‘Whether it’s investment or direct development, whatever…’

Thud, thud!

“Johann.”

“Yes?”

“Lynch is asking if we can meet in Abu Dhabi.”

Abu Dhabi, the next destination after Hong Kong.

Due to time constraints, they decided to skip Southeast Asia.

“He says it’s about James Han.”

Flinch!

Johann’s eyes widened.

* * *

-…That was CG just now, right?

└NO. I heard from a Center Official that it was a real situation!

└Crazy! To go down there so easily like that!

└You know that place?

└The scariest View Point at Dragon’s Back!

-What did I just see?

└A tremendously successful American star risking danger to save our Hong Kong girl. How could he do it without a moment’s hesitation…

└This is Johann.

-What was Kitty doing? Why is a warrior woman who survived in harsh wilderness several times spouting such nonsense?

└Do you believe broadcasts? It’s all scripted!

-What is the Chief Executive doing! Shouldn’t we quickly call Johann back!

-When does the main episode start? Tomorrow?

When Johann boarded the plane to Abu Dhabi, the preview that aired and the video of Johann rescuing the young girl caused a huge stir in Hong Kong.

Even reaching America.

* * *

Vroooom!

Abu Dhabi International Airport.

Rattle! Rattle!

As they approach the immigration gate, Camila keeps stopping and starting.

She who had been out of her mind in the hotel in the sky, Emirates Airlines’ first class, just moments ago.

“Huff. Huff!”

Johann looks at her with pity as she breathes heavily, seeming to steel herself for something.

‘It would be better not to expect anything.’

This is Arabia.

A stuffy country where women’s rights are low and pleasure is defined as evil. A situation where the airport becomes paralyzed like in Hong Kong won’t happen here.

‘Look. Rick and Anna aren’t nervous either.’

They also know what Arab countries are like.

But he doesn’t bother to say anything. It would be amusing to see their disappointed expressions.

So they passed through the immigration gate and…

“Huh?”

Click! Click! Click!

“Please look this way!”

“Mr. Jefferson, over here!”

Several reporters pressing camera shutters in front of the immigration gate.

Contrary to expectations, Camila’s face burned with embarrassment at the all-too-ordinary airport scene.

“Pfft!”

“Kheehee!”

Camila glares at Johann and the others who burst into laughter.

“Y-you all knew, didn’t you?!”

“Wouldn’t it be strange not to know?”

“…That’s mean!”

“Puhahahaha!”

“Argh! Don’t laugh!”

Johann turns his gaze away from the bouncing Camila and sees large men in black suits approaching.

‘The smell of gunpowder.’

Human weapons giving off various other dangerous scents.

As Rick and Anna try to step forward, the leading man stops at a distance and removes his sunglasses.

“Welcome to Abu Dhabi. I’m Lahore, team leader of Royal Security Team 5.”

“Prince Tarun didn’t overdo it, did he?”

The Royal Security Team that only protects the king and royal family. Johann couldn’t help but worry about what price had to be paid to mobilize them.

Lahore narrows his brow and shows displeasure at this.

“You’re mistaken.”

“Pardon?”

“The Royal Security Team only follows Amir’s orders, no matter what situation arises.”

Flinch!

‘Not Prince Tarun, but Muhammad Crown Prince?’

Muhammad Crown Prince, who runs state affairs in place of the current Amir and President Khalifa who collapsed from a stroke.

‘Why would he?’

“Also, I’m informing you that the schedule has been adjusted.”

“Wait. What do you mean by that?”

Rick Bottom steps forward in confusion.

Johann’s expression hardened stiffly.

* * *

Johann headed to Abu Dhabi Media, the largest broadcasting station in Abu Dhabi, without even unpacking at his accommodation.

“Then please rest comfortably and wait.”

Thud!

As the door closed, Camila looked at Johann with her lips full of things to say, then closed her mouth.

It was because of Johann’s coldly sunken face.

“Rick, how many schedules do we have in Abu Dhabi?”

“After the 8 PM performance, we’re scheduled for interviews with magazines and newspapers the next day, and a talk show on the beach during lunch.”

And then departure.

“Please cancel all of tomorrow’s schedules.”

“Understood.”

Rick nodded obediently, took out his phone and went outside, while Camila cautiously opened her mouth.

“Are you angry?”

“Rather than angry, I’m displeased.”

He knows that Muhammad Crown Prince wields absolute power in the UAE.

Muhammad Crown Prince, who wields absolute power in the UAE. He had carelessly wielded that power to change the schedule without prior consultation.

On top of that, the security team’s high-handed behavior and tone.

‘They’re looking down on me.’

They see him as someone far beneath them.

‘This is why royalty and nobility are problematic.’

Arrogant and conceited bastards who stand above people and look down on them, just because they were born with good bloodlines.

That’s why they’re idiots who don’t even know what they’re doing wrong.

“Ah, sorry. I changed the schedule without saying anything.”

“No! You did well! I don’t want to stay in this kind of country any longer either!”

She too finds the current situation very unpleasant. Her anger rises to the top of her head.

“Thank you for saying that…”

Burst!

Tarun bin Zayed Al Nahyan enters through the door that opened without a knock, spreading both arms.

“Welcome to Abu Dhabi… Sorry about that.”

Johann’s expression is cold.

An expression and atmosphere 180 degrees different from what he saw at the Malibu Hotel.

“Those guys only move according to orders, so they must have been quite rude unintentionally. Please calm down for my sake.”

There was a reason for suddenly changing the schedule. It was because of what happened in Hong Kong.

‘Hong Kong? Ah.’

Now he understands how this came about.

But…

“Even if you say that, I’m going to cancel all of tomorrow’s schedules.”

“Yes, yes! You’re truly a man! Hahaha!”

Johann’s expression softens at Tarun’s shoulder-patting action.

“How is Princess Aisha doing?”

“Why don’t you ask her directly?”

“Pardon?”

Johann, who was puzzled, discovers Aisha entering through the open door and his eyes widen greatly.

“Princess!”

“Ah, hello?”

Johann’s face brightened completely.

-Kyaa, Princess!

After briefly watching Emily and Aisha having a video call, Tarun turns around, exits the waiting room, and approaches Security Team Leader Lahore.

With each step closer to Lahore, Tarun smiles contentedly.

“Good work. The schedule changed suddenly, but he didn’t say anything?”

“How could a mere foreign singer dare refuse the royal family’s decision?”

“…Oh, really?”

As expected.

Tarun’s face contorts with anger.

Grab!

“Kup?”

Tarun grabs the surprised Lahore by the collar and pulls him close to his face.

“You claimed to uphold principles, so I trusted you with this responsibility, yet you dare to mistreat a distinguished guest I personally invited? Just because royalty entrusted you with security, did you think you were something special?”

“…?!”

There were many things he wanted to discuss in this pleasant atmosphere.

From light topics like Johann’s experiences traveling through North America to important requests like connecting him with Boeing and Hancock Investment.

There was also the matter of the LA tour for the royal women and noble daughters.

Each issue was important in its own right.

But because of this fool in front of him, all of that was about to be ruined.

“Stupid fool.”

This man clearly had the misconception that Tarun himself had begged Muhammad Crown Prince to mobilize the royal security team.

Not knowing that Muhammad Crown Prince was someone who wouldn’t even pretend to listen if he didn’t like something, no matter how much one pleaded.

In other words, this invitation had included Muhammad Crown Prince’s will as well.

“You will live as street vermin from now on.”

He would never be able to get any job in the future, and would be driven to the streets to live more miserably than a beggar.

A wretched life where he’d have to beg for even a sip of water.

“If you try to leech off your wife, I’ll make sure your wife and children all suffer the same fate.”

“Your, Your Highness!”

“Take him away!”

“Your High… mmph! Mmph!”

Tarun glared at Lahore being dragged away, then snorted and turned around.

“Tell my brother that we’ll have to wait for the next opportunity.”

“…Yes.”

‘Sigh. In the end, we’ll have to purchase weapons through official channels.’

Weapons to protect the country from threats by Saudi Arabia and other neighboring nations.

Weapons equipped with Starlight, the dream insulation material that has turned America upside down.

Of course, those weapons wouldn’t be sold outside America, but they’d be able to purchase existing missiles and other weapons that the whole world coveted until just last year, which were being pushed out by Starlight applications.

‘These kinds of issues should be handled quickly through connections!’

Even if they paid full price, countries worldwide were rushing to purchase weapons, making delivery times uncertain, which made Tarun’s chest feel stuffy and forced him to click his tongue.

* * *

‘It was my first news appearance….’

His first news appearance in his life.

Even though Tarun had apologized, perhaps because he was in a bad mood, he couldn’t enjoy it purely and just had to give formal responses about things like his thoughts when he saved Young Girl Lingling in Hong Kong before leaving.

And then he immediately moved to NYU Abu Dhabi Art Center.

A global campus of New York University that opened in 2010, which completely relocated its campus to Saadiyat Island in 2014.

Murmur murmur!

“Wow. Those must be singers from the UAE.”

Handsome men with strong features doing makeup in the open waiting rooms.

Their outfits were all different too.

Someone wore traditional Arab clothing, someone else wore a comfortable white t-shirt and jeans, another wore a fedora, and there was even someone with dreadlocks.

“…Ah, the UAE must be quite liberal in many aspects.”

Camila, who had heard that the UAE was relatively free among Arab cultural nations but didn’t expect it to be to this extent, couldn’t collect herself.

Johann felt the same way.

‘A Muslim with dreadlocks?’

Even if he were a third-generation American immigrant, it was shocking enough that he might shave off all his hair or get beaten to death by other Muslims.

Looking again, his vision felt dizzy.

‘Time really has passed a lot….’

Something unimaginable when ‘Kledor Concierge’ was active.

It seemed the UAE had allowed many things to develop the nation.

“Well, see you later then.”

“Yes….”

Johann was startled as he greeted Camila in front of the waiting room with his name on it and opened the door to enter.

“Who, who are you?”

“Hello. I’m Jamila, and I’ll be responsible for Singer Jefferson’s makeup today.”

“You’re, you’re a woman, aren’t you?”

“Ho ho ho!”

‘It really is liberal!’

Rick Bottom’s eyebrows trembled at this shock too.

It was the same on stage.

“Wow….”

‘What am I looking at right now?’

Waaaah!

Kyaaaah!

In Islamic cultural regions known for restricting mixed seating of men and women in open public spaces. Audience seats for performances are typically separated by gender.

But right now, countless men and women were sitting mixed together in the audience seats before their eyes.

They cheered together, calling out the singers’ names.

“Ahem. Let’s sing.”

“Yes….”

The two deliberately ignored the scene that was beyond their understanding and grabbed their microphones.

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