Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 36
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 36
10. Treasure
A dark-colored room with rock star posters of Bon Jovi, Scorpions, Linkin Park, and others hanging on the walls.
“Billy! When are you going to clean your room!”
“I said I’ll take care of it myself!”
Bang!
A boy who roughly slammed the door shut sees clothes and soda cans scattered everywhere.
“What’s so dirty about it anyway.”
The boy snorts and throws himself onto the bed while grabbing the electric guitar standing in one corner of the room.
Ting ting ting!
The guitar only makes the sound of metal strings being plucked since the amplifier isn’t connected. However, the boy seems to hear the thrilling, pulsating sound of a guitar in his ears.
After playing with the guitar for quite a while, the boy suddenly gets up and sits in front of the computer.
“You… Tube… There we go.”
The boy accesses the frequently visited UCC site. Soon, Bon Jovi’s music starts blasting loudly throughout the room.
“Yeah, this is music.”
It’s heartbreaking how real music keeps losing its place because of those weird singers who aren’t even real artists.
“Bands like Coldplay need to be more active…”
The boy who had been drowning in the ocean of rock for quite a while.
He heard his younger sister calling him to come eat snacks in the middle, but he ignored it and continued watching live videos of rock bands before clicking on the trending videos category to see if there was anything new.
‘There’s still nothing decent here… Huh?’
The boy narrows his eyes as he looks at one title.
“A guitar god appeared in LA…?”
‘Could it be Eric Clapton? Jeff Beck?’
Guitar gods who are still alive flash through the boy’s mind.
The rating and view count are incredibly high, as if it’s not a lie.
The boy clicks on the video as if mesmerized and is immediately shocked.
“Ji, Jimmy Page?!”
It really is Jimmy Page.
In what appears to be a busking site filled with noisy sounds, Jimmy Page approaches a busking team while taking off his hat.
Then an unfamiliar voice hits the boy’s ears.
-Hello, my young fan?
“…My God! That’s Joe Walsh!”
Jimmy Page and Joe Walsh.
Why wasn’t I there?
The boy, overwhelmed with self-reproach and envy, finally checks the faces of the busking team the two old men approached.
“Huh? This kid?”
A boy he knows, no, a guy he knows.
“…Emily!”
The boy, Billy, Emily’s older brother, rushed out of his room in a hurry.
* * *
“See you this afternoon, Larry.”
“Contact me anytime if anything happens.”
Larry’s voice sounds better, perhaps because of yesterday’s events.
Johann also feels that he’s become much closer to Larry.
Johann gets out of Larry’s car and waves to Emily who’s getting out of the car behind them.
“Bye, Emily.”
“Johann!”
Whoosh!
Johann’s eyes widen.
Emily’s face contorts when their eyes meet, then she suddenly hugs him.
“Emily?”
“It, it must have been really hard, right? It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here for you now too.”
“Huh?”
‘What is she talking about?’
Why is she acting like this?
Could it be because he was absent for two days due to illness?
Johann looks at Billy, who got out with them, hoping he might give him an answer.
“You… Hmph!”
Billy shows a cold reaction as usual today, but it’s different from before.
‘What could it really be?’
Both siblings are acting strange today.
But for now, he pats Emily’s back to comfort her. He doesn’t know why she’s acting this way, but at this rate, Emily’s concept will be ruined.
“Calm down. I don’t know what’s wrong, but I’m fine.”
“Sob! Really?”
“Of course. Oh, and this is a gift. I bought it at the flea market.”
“…It’s pretty. Native American style, right?”
Emily looks at the bracelet and soon calms down, stepping out of his embrace.
Even so, Emily’s eyes are still moist.
Johann asks with his eyes for her to finally tell him the reason.
“I saw this on YouTube yesterday.”
“YouTube? What’s that place for… Huh?”
It’s a video of yesterday’s busking at Venice Beach.
‘Right, there were many people filming.’
It seems they uploaded the video to a social media site called YouTube.
“But why is this?”
What connection does this have with suddenly hugging him and crying?
“I didn’t know. I didn’t know you were struggling so much…”
The video of Johann’s busking that she ended up watching because Billy suddenly barged into her room.
At first, she felt betrayed that Johann didn’t tell her about this, but when she heard Hotel California, tears suddenly poured out.
She suddenly felt sad and wanted to run to Johann and hug him.
Then through a comment, she realized why she felt those emotions.
Loneliness. Longing.
‘Why couldn’t I listen to Johann’s radio!’
If she had, she would have comforted him then.
“I was originally going to contact you yesterday, but…”
Whenever she thought of Johann, tears kept bursting out, so she couldn’t contact him.
“Ah, I suddenly had to go, so I couldn’t contact you. I’ll let you know next time if I do it again.”
It will probably happen again soon.
The busking was that thrilling. He wanted to feel yesterday’s scene and emotions again.
‘You fool!’
That’s not it.
But Johann seemed reluctant to talk about it, so Emily had no choice but to pretend not to know.
“Okay. Don’t do that next time. But who is Jimmy Page? Billy was making a fuss about it yesterday?”
“I, when did I ever!”
‘…Aha?’
No wonder he wasn’t leaving right away.
“Some grandfather who used to play guitar a bit?”
“Are you crazy?! Jimmy Page is the god of guitar, the god of rock! But….”
“There are many gods of rock.”
The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Nirvana, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Queen, Metallica, Guns N’ Roses, Oasis, Bon Jovi, Linkin Park – everyone would revere their favorite band as the god of rock.
“That’s true, but Jimmy Page is different from those people… G-get lost!”
Billy looked around, blushed red, and disappeared, while Emily grabbed her forehead.
“Sorry. I’ll apologize on his behalf. That idiot really….”
“No. It’s fine.”
If I told Jimmy Page and Joe Walsh about this, they’d be thrilled. They’d say they discovered a young fan who loves rock.
‘Rock doesn’t die out because fans like that keep emerging.’
It was truly a good phenomenon.
“By the way, are you learning art these days?”
“H-how did you know?!”
“You have paint on the edge of your hand.”
“Ah!”
Emily quickly wiped it with a handkerchief while looking around, then glared at him.
“You absolutely can’t tell anyone!”
“Why?”
“Because I can’t let them see me trying hard.”
She had to show only her excellent side everywhere, and if her behind-the-scenes efforts were revealed, the children would look down on her.
“Uh… Well. Then couldn’t you just do well in the areas you’re good at?”
“Are you stupid?”
Then her shallow foundation would be exposed immediately.
“Confidence without substance is just being a stupid idiot.”
The stupid blonde cheerleaders portrayed in media. That was exactly what she detested.
“Sigh.”
‘What a tiring way to live.’
Johann shook his head and walked toward the school building, with Emily following alongside him.
“Second period is elective class, right? What class are you taking today?”
“Reading.”
The reading class that would have only been registered as a club rather than a class if not for Fairmont School’s educational philosophy that emphasized character development.
“Ugh.”
‘That contradicts what she just said.’
Emily didn’t seem to agree.
* * *
“See you later!”
When first period homeroom ended, Johann opened a cabinet in the corridor, took out a book, and headed to the library.
The uniquely conducted library class that took place in the library itself.
“Hi, Johann!”
“Hi.”
“Kyaa! He said hi!”
Johann glanced at the friends who had arrived first, then looked up at the library.
A not-so-large library with thousands of books shelved.
‘Compared to my library….’
It was infinitely small, but he loved the scent this library held.
The smell of old paper, new paper, dried ink.
The wooden smell of desks and chairs.
The smell of silence.
Johann looked at the plaque hanging above the library entrance.
Read much.
But not many books.
-Benjamin Franklin
Benjamin Franklin, who despite not holding any special public office except being a Pennsylvania congressman, was called one of the Founding Fathers of the United States.
When I read a book, it seems like I’m reading with my eyes
But sometimes a passage that has meaning for me
Perhaps even just one phrase discovered by chance
Makes the book become part of me.
-William Somerset Maugham
Books are a uniquely portable magic.
-Stephen King
‘Such profound words. …Though I have real magic.’
“Did everyone have a good week!”
“Hello!”
When the Reading Teacher entered, Johann also took an empty seat.
“Shall we shout our motto and start class? Reading is life’s guide.”
“Even if it takes half a year, even if it takes a year, don’t be impatient. Even if you read one book, read it deeply. If you’ve finished reading, find the next book.”
‘What does it mean to finish reading? Can I say I’ve finished reading?’
This was also something that made him think deeply.
Clap clap clap!
“You know the essay contest starts in March, right?”
A writing contest where you compose poetry, novels, and other writings to be evaluated.
From school contests to state contests, many competitions are held from spring to fall.
“Anyone who wants to participate can tell me anytime.”
“Yes!”
The children who answered scattered in all directions.
Some sat in chairs and opened books, some wandered between bookshelves to find books to read today, and others took books and went outside.
A reading class where everything was free as long as you were reading.
Johann handed the book he brought to the Reading Teacher.
“I finished reading it.”
The Old Man and the Sea.
Ernest Hemingway.
It was one of the works the teacher recommended when Johann said reading was new to him.
‘Great as a writer, but as a human being….’
Ernest Miller Hemingway’s private life that Johann saw through Reading seemed to live too much according to his desires, which didn’t look good to Johann.
“What did you feel from this book?”
“Hope is poison. But without hope, there is no life.”
“…I see. Go ahead.”
A face with just a smile, impossible to tell if it was the right answer or not.
“Do you have any books you’d recommend next?”
“How about you try finding one yourself from now on?”
‘Find your own guide.’
Johann nods and heads toward the rows of bookshelves.
“Hello, Johann….”
“Hello.”
Johann greets a student reading a book while leaning against a pillow between the bookshelves and passes by, but stops in surprise when he discovers a thin book and picks it up without thinking.
“Declaration of Independence?”
The Declaration of Independence hanging as a plaque, a document that Benjamin Franklin participated in, and which could be called the starting point of America.
“Oh, that was there?”
The student suddenly gets up and approaches him.
“Come to think of it, there was a president with the exact same last name as yours who was one of the founding fathers, right?”
“Thomas Jefferson?”
Thomas Jefferson, one of the 56 founding fathers and the 3rd president.
“Yes, yes! Ah, hehehe. You know what? There are clues hidden here about treasure that the Freemasons and Illuminati have hidden?”
“Freemasons? Illuminati?”
“A treasure vault worth tens of trillions of dollars in total value.”
‘Tens of trillions?’
Johann’s eyes widen.
“Don’t believe what he says. He’s talking nonsense after watching movies again.”
“The Freemasons and Illuminati really exist!”
“Yes, yes. Please only spread such conspiracy theories to people who believe them. Don’t corrupt innocent Johann for no reason!”
The children who know that Johann is the wolf boy of the Rocky Mountains.
“They really exist though….”
When the male student, deflated by the glares of the girls who had gathered, picks up his pillow and leaves, the female students snort.
“Does it make sense that there’s a vault with all the treasure from ancient times to now?”
“Right. Then how long have the Freemasons and Illuminati existed? And if such things existed, they would have all been excavated!”
“Right, right. I don’t understand why men are obsessed with such things.”
‘They do exist though….’
He doesn’t know about Freemason and Illuminati treasure, but he knows of a few that haven’t been excavated yet.
Information he learned through beings he accessed out of boredom every night. Once obsessed with such things, he recorded that information and made it into treasure maps, which are currently on the bookshelf in his room.
Treasure maps made by skinning enemy wolves, drying them well, and using a needle to apply dye made from well-mixed charcoal and flower petals.
‘The One Who Became a Star also hid such treasures.’
Tangible and intangible treasures.
Information, knowledge, accounts, cash, physical goods, weapons, etc. hidden in safe houses, but buried due to sudden death.
He even discovered such treasures at the flea market.
‘Right. I need to return those too.’
Since they were things ‘The One Who Became a Star’ collected for America, it was right to return them to America. There were probably other ‘Ones Who Became Stars’ he hadn’t accessed yet who had such things too.
‘One of the safe houses happens to be in LA…. Or not? Should I return them to their original owners?’
The problem was how to deliver them without being caught.
Those people who persistently dig into even the smallest clue, smaller than a speck of dust.
‘I don’t want things to get troublesome.’
It seemed he needed to think about it seriously.
* * *
“Thank you again today.”
“Not at all.”
Johann gets into the car driven by Manager Rick Bottom and continues the thoughts he had in the morning.
‘YouTube.’
YouTube, which he looked up using the computer at school.
It was amazing.
Like SoundCloud, complete strangers came to see him and praised him. Each and every word from them made his heart flutter and filled him with joy.
‘The fact that they’ve been running at a loss for years but show no signs of shutting down the business must mean they see that much potential, right?’
YouTube, which just one year after service launch had reached 65,000 daily video uploads and an estimated 20 million monthly users.
Google acquired YouTube for the enormous sum of $1.65 billion, but has been losing hundreds of millions of dollars annually ever since.
Nevertheless, Google continued aggressive investment in YouTube, and last year YouTube’s monthly users grew to 160 million with service in 19 countries.
Although losses are still expected this year, given the current growth trend, it’s expected to become a platform of tremendous value that will recover all previous losses before long.
‘Why didn’t Larry tell me about something like this?’
YouTube, which he knew existed through the lives of several people.
But he never imagined it was a platform where tens or hundreds of millions of videos could be uploaded daily and receive tens of millions or even billions of views.
It was a problem that occurred because he hadn’t thought to investigate that thoroughly.
So he felt a bit regretful.
‘If I had known about this, I would have created an account long ago. And….’
“…Rick.”
“Yes. Please speak.”
“If you found a wallet with an enormous amount of money while walking, what should you do?”
“You should take it to the nearest police station.”
Then you’d receive a reward.
“What if you didn’t want that?”
“You could put it in a mailbox.”
More precisely, if you just put the wallet in, the people collecting mail might steal it, so you should make it into mail without writing a sender and send it to the police station.
“I see….”
“Why do you ask? Did you find a wallet?”
“No. We had a conversation about that topic among friends today, and I was curious what adults think. Thank you for the answer.”
‘That’s not helpful.’
He thought a soldier presumably returned from deployment would give a different answer, but he didn’t.
‘How can I deliver it without being caught?’
And should he return it to the original owners or give it to America?
Johann fell into thought, and meanwhile the car arrived in front of Rocky Management.
“Good work.”
Johann gets out of the car and enters Rocky Management, puzzled.
‘Huh?’
The atmosphere seems somehow chaotic. The number of people moving around the lobby is also very small.
Puzzled, Johann takes the elevator up and stops when he discovers someone as he opens the CEO office door.
“Huh?”
There’s a visitor.
But it’s someone he knows. It’s that bald black man from Warner Music Group who proposed casting yesterday.
“Nice to meet you, Johann Jefferson. I’m Andrew Pearson, who will be working as the planning team leader at Rocky Management starting today.”
“…Wow.”
It seemed this was what he meant when he said they’d meet again soon.
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