Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 76
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 76
21. Music Therapy
“Wow! That must have been fun!”
War veterans. War heroes.
That’s right. Heroes.
Soldiers who shed blood and sweat today for America’s safety and the world’s freedom and democracy. Heroes were objects of admiration for children.
“I did learn a lot.”
Things like how to find traps, how to avoid and make them.
How to distinguish between Viet Cong and civilians.
How to distinguish sounds when air raids come.
How to conduct trench warfare.
How to ask a lady to dance, and so on.
The elderly veterans generously shared their know-how.
Flinch!
“How to ask someone to dance?”
“They said if you go to a bar, there’ll be ladies who came alone, and you just go up and buy them a drink? The only things you need are a face and a smile.”
“…Aha?”
“Gasp! A bar!”
“We can’t go there.”
“We can’t even meet up with each other.”
“What a shame! It would be great if we all lived in the same neighborhood! Then we could meet every evening!”
“When our parents aren’t around?”
“Of course!”
The conversation quickly drifted somewhere else, and when the bell rang signaling the end of lunch break, the children began preparing for their next class.
“Johann has art, right?”
“Yeah. Art II.”
“See you later!”
There was no need to prepare supplies.
The Art II teacher prepared everything for the class.
But Johann grabbed his art supply case from his locker.
“Why are you taking that?”
“A gift.”
He was drawing pictures for the elderly veterans who had been eager to give them snacks and other things.
If he finished the sketch during this Art II class, it should be complete.
“That’s amazing.”
“What is, Emily?”
“Johann, you don’t know much about soldiers.”
They themselves had learned from a very young age about how much sacrifice soldiers make for America, so they couldn’t help but have respect for soldiers.
But Johann had only been down from the forest for just 4 months.
In that short time, Johann had displayed many talents like modeling, baseball, drawing, guitar, composition, piano, violin, so it was even more insufficient time to learn about soldiers.
‘I know them well though.’
Among the countless people he had accessed through the library, there were many soldiers as well.
But he couldn’t say that.
“Time doesn’t matter.”
Just in a moment, through a brief conversation, you could tell how much they had sacrificed for this country, America.
“That’s true. But….”
Emily fidgets with her fingers.
“Will you go to bars when you become an adult later?”
“Probably?”
That too is an experience.
Something he definitely couldn’t miss.
“Want to go together?”
“…Sure!”
While chatting with Emily, they quickly arrived at today’s Art II classroom.
Children who had arrived first were holding onto laptops or phones.
It was the moment he passed by them.
“Oh?”
The old soldier’s time flowed backwards!
Perhaps it was because he had visited the Veterans Home a few days ago.
An article headline displayed on one child’s laptop caught his eye.
“Johann.”
“Yeah?”
“I think the teacher is calling you?”
“Me?”
Following Emily’s gesture, he turned his gaze and indeed the Art II Teacher was gesturing with her hand.
Johann approached with curiosity, and the Art II Teacher, who had brought an armful of art supplies today as well, smiled brightly and held out a printout.
“Johann, would you like to participate in an art competition?”
‘Oh? So it’s finally that season.’
Spring, when various competitions like art competitions and essay competitions are held.
A new experience.
Johann’s gaze turned to the printout.
* * *
“Find novel articles! Novel articles like this!”
Thud!
Everyone hunches their shoulders at the sight of the Editor-in-Chief throwing newspapers onto someone’s desk.
Eli Lilly discovers new substance for diabetes treatment!
Joe Walsh & Jimmy Page. Album completion countdown?
North Korea! ICBM launch!
Big 3 auto companies’ bankruptcy becomes visible!
“Are you guys really reporters from California’s top ten newspaper company?! I’m not asking for something huge!”
At minimum, shouldn’t they bring news about the level of Joe Walsh & Jimmy Page’s collaborative album release?
Isn’t that what reporters do?
“Charlie! Is there any new news about Johann Jefferson?”
Charlie, who had written the heartwarming article with the washed-up pitcher.
He had been keeping an eye on Johann ever since.
“Uh, other than him visiting Esa-Pekka Salonen’s Mansion every week….”
“Bobby!”
“S-sorry!”
“Instead of being sorry, get out there and find story material!”
At this rate, the newspaper company would close due to losses.
“Damn it! Everyone get out! Won’t you get out?!”
Rumble!
“Don’t even think about coming in until you find a story!”
‘Eek!’
The reporters who hurriedly left the newspaper building sighed and lit cigarettes.
“How are we supposed to find stories in a situation like this…”
“This is really too disgusting to handle.”
“Ah, I really wish Marvel heroes existed in real life! Then we’d have overflowing stories!”
“Is there a hero based in California?”
“Well then, see you this afternoon!”
“Yes!”
The reporters scattered in all directions.
“…Times really have gotten tough.”
On days like today when they got kicked out by the Editor-in-Chief, they would all go to a nearby cafe, drink coffee while badmouthing the editor, then disperse. But now even that one cup of coffee made them hesitate.
Charlie, a young reporter in his late twenties, looked up at the clear sky.
“Should I go visit Grandfather?”
He should immediately contact his sources and contracted paparazzi, but lunch time was approaching. If he contacted them now, he’d have to pay for information plus lunch costs.
It would be better to have lunch with Grandfather after so long, then contact his sources afterward.
“Then something will come up.”
He headed to the Veterans Home located on the outskirts of LA.
Boom tang tang ting ting!
“…Jazz?”
Charlie blinked as he entered the Veterans Home.
“Some crazy guy must have joined the staff.”
Otherwise, there was no way they’d play this kind of music for elderly people who needed mental and physical rest.
Shaking his head, he headed to the desk.
“I’m here to visit Mr. Mason.”
“Wow. It’s been a while, Charlie.”
“Haha. I’ve been a bit busy with work. But the playlist seems to have changed?”
“Ah, that’s…”
“What, what brings you here?”
“Grandfather…?”
Charlie’s eyes shook greatly when he spotted the old man approaching with a cane.
“My goodness! What happened? Is it okay for you to walk around with a cane?”
Since last year, Grandfather couldn’t move a single step without the help of a four-wheeled walker. Even though he was gripping the cane so hard it was trembling, his condition had clearly improved.
“Ah, this? I don’t really know either.”
When he woke up yesterday morning, he just felt like he could do it, so he tried, and succeeded.
“How can you not know your own body?”
“If I knew that, I would have been a doctor. Stop talking nonsense and let’s eat. What did you bring?”
“…Sandwiches, hamburgers, and tenders.”
“Chick-fil-A? Let’s go out.”
“Mr. Mason! You can’t have hamburgers and tenders!”
“I’ll die either way!”
The old man snorted and headed outside with Charlie.
“Oh, double burger.”
“Not that, have the sandwich.”
“Damn it. How much longer am I going to live anyway.”
“Don’t say things like that in front of me.”
At his grandson’s irritated look, the old man smacked his lips and finally brought the sandwich to his mouth.
“What really happened?”
“I told you I don’t know. It just suddenly became like this.”
“It must be because of the performance two days ago.”
“Nurse?”
At the words of the Black Female Nurse who had approached, the old man waved his hand.
“Enough, enough. If you’re going to keep talking nonsense, go away.”
“But the results are right here.”
Charlie’s grandfather had gained enough vitality to walk around with a cane the day after the performance.
That wasn’t all.
“The person who used to throw tantrums for food every time he turned around, the one who would wake up screaming about air raids if he dozed off, the one who was gradually losing his memory – all of their conditions have improved.”
Except for those who couldn’t leave their rooms due to severe age-related ailments and couldn’t attend the performance, all the elderly veterans living at the Veterans Home had improved conditions.
As if only they were turning back time.
So the Black Nurse had tried changing the playlist to songs that were popular in the 1940s and 1950s, and since then, the elderly patients’ conditions had been improving slightly every day.
Since she lived closely with the elderly every hour, she could definitely feel it.
“My goodness.”
“Yes, it’s a miracle.”
It was God’s grace.
“Please stop talking nonsense. If one performance could improve the body this much, why do doctors exist, and why are there people researching dementia and age-related ailments?”
“Then how do you explain Mr. Mason’s improved condition?”
“It’s getting better because it’s time to go! That’s how it always is!”
Ignoring Grandfather arguing with the Black Nurse, Charlie looked around.
‘It’s really true.’
Someone who had been using a walker was now using a cane, and someone who had been using a cane was now walking on their own.
They all had smiles on their faces.
These were people who, like his grandfather, had been walking around with gloomy faces knowing their days were numbered.
Charlie called his father’s friend.
“It’s me, Charlie. Does music help alleviate dementia by any chance?”
-…What nonsense are you talking about, calling out of the blue?
Charlie explained the situation to his father’s friend, who was a Neurology Professor at Stanford Medical School.
-Where did you say that was?
The Neurology Professor showed intense curiosity.
* * *
“You can’t reduce it even a little?”
“I’m sorry.”
Ten million dollars.
And that’s for each of them.
“What on earth is Mr. Kellner’s intention with that kind of money!”
Since Mr. Kellner had paid ten million dollars as a settlement, they also had to pay at least ten million dollars as a settlement.
Otherwise, it would only be a lawsuit.
Mr. Kellner was definitely angry.
About his son hanging around with low-quality friends, doing bad things to an underclassman at the same school, and even getting kidnapped by some scoundrel.
The ten million dollars was probably retaliation against the guys who corrupted his son.
But they couldn’t get angry at Mr. Kellner. It wouldn’t end with just bankruptcy then.
“Isn’t there any way?”
“I’m sorry.”
The opposing lawyer was Ada Wong.
An undefeated lawyer who had never lost even once in corporate-related lawsuits. That’s how she could become a senior lawyer at Lewis & Boris at the young age of her early forties.
“I had no idea that woman was so formidable…”
“Unless Ada Wong gives up being a lawyer… Hmm.”
“What method did you think of?”
“Come to think of it, I heard that Ada Wong is raising a child that her boyfriend adopted together…”
“Ah!”
The middle-aged man recalls Johann who was next to Ada.
‘He was the first discoverer, wasn’t he?’
“…Eric!”
* * *
“…Wow.”
890,000 dollars.
That’s about 296,000 hamburgers.
Even eating 15 a day, you could eat hamburgers for 19,733 days, about 54 years.
“Johann, this is the contract money you’ll receive, and special bonuses will be paid as the clinical trials progress.”
Plus, once the diabetes medicine development is completed, sales royalties are separate.
“This is the money left after excluding the portion that will go to the bereaved families?”
“That’s right.”
The contract money the bereaved families receive was three times this amount.
It was a complete life reversal.
Ada also handed checks to Edward Sherman and Michael Thompson.
The same amount as Johann’s.
Michael Thompson couldn’t come to his senses at the enormous amount that would normally require completing two or three projects, while Edward Sherman focused on things other than money.
“So Eli Lilly won in the end.”
Eli Lilly, the giant pharmaceutical company famous for diabetes treatments.
They had won this competition.
“Since they have a lot of internal reserves, they won’t need investment…”
It would be good to buy Eli Lilly stock around two years from now when full-scale clinical trials begin.
“It would be good to keep an eye on Mr. Kellner too.”
Mr. Kellner, who currently offered the largest amount and best conditions.
If there are no surprises, the aramid fiber technology will fall into Mr. Kellner’s hands.
Within two weeks at the latest.
“There’s a high probability he’ll make an agreement with Korea’s SJ Group.”
Flinch!
“Mr. Kellner with SJ… Thank you for the good information. You’ve worked hard.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“Now, Ada.”
“Yes?”
“Service fee. You’ve worked hard, and please continue to work hard.”
“…Puhaha! Thank you. I’ll use it well, client Jefferson.”
The service fee Johann set was 200,000 dollars.
At the 200,000 dollars Johann handed over by tearing from Larry’s checkbook, Edward Sherman and Michael Thompson also naturally offered 200,000 dollars each.
And they handed the checks to their own children.
“…Whoa.”
“Wow.”
Maybe because the amount was too large.
The fathers burst into laughter at their children’s bewildered eyes seeking help.
“I’ll transfer 450,000 dollars by tomorrow.”
He planned to add the rest to household finances and purchase real estate under Flash’s name.
“Since this is money entrusted to me with difficulty, I’ll work hard to ensure you don’t lose any. Emily, what will you do?”
“Hmm. I’ll entrust 300,000 dollars!”
She planned to entrust the rest to her mother Sandra Sherman to purchase real estate.
“I’ll do the same ratio as Emily.”
Now was the time to buy stocks and real estate.
‘Investor Leicester Barber’ was saying so.
“Thank you. I’ll work hard to ensure you don’t lose money. Ms. Emily Sherman, Mr. Johann Jefferson.”
“Eh?!”
“Hahaha!”
“Now, let’s start eating!”
At Larry’s words, everyone’s gaze turned to the center of the table.
Inside a large transparent plastic bag, seafood like mussels, shrimp, crawfish, scallops, and lobster mixed in red sauce.
“Cheers!”
The adults clinked beer glasses, and the children quickly grabbed the biggest pieces first.
“Gah! Spicy!”
“Eek?!”
‘Kup?!’
An intense spicy taste that cut through the tongue.
Johann, Emily, and Flash widened their eyes, while the adults burst into laughter.
“Slurp! Ha!”
“Haaa.”
“It seems spicy even though I ordered the mildest flavor. Stop eating.”
“No. It’s fine. It’s edible.”
It was the first time tasting such spicy food, but could he give up first when Flash and Emily were eating well too?
Flash and Emily felt the same way.
‘You give up first?’
‘Who’s talking?’
The adults burst into laughter again at the sight of the children glaring at each other.
Ring ring! Ring ring!
“Just a moment.”
Larry, who stood up puzzled by the sudden phone call, soon returned with a strange expression.
“Johann.”
“Yeah?”
“You need to appear on a broadcast?”
“Suddenly?”
“They say you made old veterans’ time go backwards?”
What could that mean?
It was definitely English, but he couldn’t understand it.
Johann blinked his eyes.
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