"Mr. Bai, no matter what, I must express my sincere gratitude to you."
In the banquet hall on the third floor, Hawking held a wine glass and said with deep gratitude, "I thought I wouldn't be able to stand up again in this life. You've essentially given me a second life. I must toast you."
Hawking standing up and toasting me… How could I have such a dream?
Bai Ye shook his head, feeling a bit absurd. Then, he picked up a bottle of cola from the side and poured a glass: "I don't like to drink, so I'll use this instead."
With that, Bai Ye raised the glass of cola and gestured slightly, then took a small sip. In contrast, Hawking finished his drink in one go.
After sending off Hawking, everyone at the banquet took turns approaching Bai Ye to chat.
"Kid, why didn't you say earlier that Inner Energy existed?" Ross came over and said, "You must have time to eat with me tonight, right?"
"No, I'm watching a movie with my girlfriend tonight," Bai Ye said with a smile.
"Damn it, this is the fourth or fifth time! Just you wait. If I'd brought my daughter along today, you definitely would have agreed," Ross said, looking dejected.
"Haha, we'll see then," Bai Ye deflected, his gaze turning to Professor X, who was pushing his wheelchair forward. "How did you find today's signing?"
"You will usher in an era," Professor X said, visibly moved.
"An era?" Bai Ye didn't confirm or deny, "Perhaps my existence itself represents an era."
Professor X's gaze was fixed on Bai Ye. At that moment, he truly saw the hope for reconciliation between mutants and humans in Bai Ye.
At this time, an old man in his eighties, his face covered in wrinkles, approached, leaning on a cane. "Mr. Bai, may I trouble you for a moment?"
"Oh, does Mr. Theov have a question?" Bai Ye asked, recognizing the old man as a top-100 global billionaire.
"You know, at my age, I don't have many years left. I might leave this world tomorrow," Theov, supporting his frail body, played the victim. "Your Inner Energy is so miraculous. To survive, I must have someone transmit it to me as soon as possible."
"You mentioned earlier that the Inner Energy carrier you gave to Hawking still has four hundred years of Genuine Qi. Could I have a hundred years of it first? Please, I'm willing to pay for it," Theov pleaded.
Theov's words struck a chord with many. Nobody knew whether tomorrow or death would come first. To mitigate the risk, obtaining Inner Energy as early as possible was crucial.
"Is that so?" Bai Ye looked troubled. "I'm not interested in money. You should talk to Wilson. He handles all matters related to Inner Energy."
"Thank you for the information. I will go and find Mr. Wilson right away." Theov said and immediately walked towards Kingpin, taking a large group of people who also wanted to obtain Inner Energy from Bai Ye with him.
Seeing those people leave, Bai Ye knew that Kingpin would make a killing tonight.
Perhaps Inner Energy would become saturated in the future, but in the initial ten or twenty years, it would be an absolute scarcity because not everyone was willing to sell their Inner Energy.
In the supply and demand relationship of a free market, if the total amount of a necessary resource for survival is only enough for 99% of the people to use, the price of that resource will quickly inflate to the point where the lowest 1% of the population can no longer afford it, and only then will it stop.
And even if it eventually became saturated, with Inner Energy becoming as commonplace as cell phones and computers, he, as the creator of Inner Energy, would still be a figure enshrined in textbooks.
From ancient times, countless people have desired to be remembered in history and to be incredibly wealthy. Bai Ye had achieved both in a single night.
But for Bai Ye, this was far from enough. His desires went far beyond that; he wanted everything.
In the past, the shadow of his parents' deaths and the sense of crisis he felt when working under Uncle Li in the underworld had left a deep imprint on Bai Ye's heart.
Back then, he made a firm decision: he would live well, even if it meant stealing, cheating, or robbing. He would enjoy life at the expense of others.
Even now, when everything was getting better, the imprint wouldn't disappear just because it was healed. Instead, it would leave a conspicuous scar, reminding him of his past suffering.
To be remembered in history?
Why couldn't he just live forever, becoming a living legend in this world and writing history himself?
As for being incredibly wealthy?
In the face of absolute power, money was just a pile of worthless paper. He hoped that one day, when he wanted something, it would be offered to him directly.
His goal was to do whatever he wanted, with money, power, women, and even the lives of others all under his control.
Just like he'd responded to Professor X earlier?
To make Inner Energy the theme of the new era?
No, there was only one theme for the new era: him, Bai Ye!
And Inner Energy was just an insignificant footnote at the beginning of this brand-new era.
By the time modern society had spent twenty years digesting the new changes brought about by Inner Energy, Bai Ye would have long since reached an unknown realm.
Bai Ye chatted cheerfully with the people around him who were trying to curry favor, while simultaneously setting a goal in his heart.
'I want to become the god of the new world!'
Uncle Li would never know that his past actions would have such a profound impact on this monster named Bai Ye.
While Bai Ye was mingling at the party, toasting with others, a large crowd of people who had watched the live broadcast had already jammed the offline bookstores, making them completely impassable.
"Boss, I want a set of Everyone Can Cultivate! Hurry, hurry!"
"I was here first, sell it to me first!"
"I already paid! When am I getting the book? Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Hey, stop pushing! Can't we just go in order?"
"So urgent!"
"You're right, but Everyone Can Cultivate is a book written by Bai Ye himself. The content of the book is..."
The scene was a chaotic mess. They couldn't help but be anxious. Inner Energy was now money. Didn't Bai Ye say during the live stream that even a tiny bit of Inner Energy could sell for at least 100 USD? Every day wasted was like throwing money away.
The thought of not being able to read Everyone Can Cultivate today made them feel like ants were crawling all over them.
In the bookstore, the owner secretly kept a few copies for himself before calmly saying, "One at a time, don't push! I only have fifty copies in stock, and there are too many of you for me to give them all to."
Bang!
As the owner finished speaking, a Black man fired a shot into the ceiling with a handgun.
Amidst the frightened crouches of those around, he aimed the black hole of the gun at the bookstore owner and threatened, "Now, give me a copy of the book, or your head will be blown open."
A minute later, after watching the satisfied Black man leave with the book, the atmosphere quickly became lively again.
The bookstore owner, after sighing that he was unlucky, continued selling books to those in line.
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