Chapter 78: Income +5 million

Back in the dormitory building.

Jiang Zhe, Xiao Shiyi, and Wang Lin found it difficult to fall asleep.

They started barbecuing, drinking, and discussing matters.

The entire conversation revolved around the Mysterious Person in black on the internet.

Wang Lin looked at the news on his phone with curiosity: "How come I didn't know it was a maintenance worker from our Television Station?"

Xiao Shiyi, usually very lively, now wore a suspicious expression: "Actually, I think this video hasn't been tampered with; it's real. Besides, this is just the police's narrative."

To appear sociable, Jiang Zhe nodded slightly and agreed: "This clarification statement is definitely fake, but the truth shouldn't be as outrageous as we imagine. It must have been the SWAT team who acted. It's just that some things happened during the process that we aren't aware of, leading to a twist in the outcome. Actually, I'm more inclined to believe it was the SWAT team, but five people died the moment they acted, and yet the robbers didn't cause any real casualties."

"So, my theory is—"

"This is a tactic used by the police to prevent everyone from focusing on the possibility that the SWAT team accidentally killed the five robbers."

"After all..."

"The robbers truly didn't have blood on their hands!"

Once these words were spoken, although it felt slightly problematic, there was no reasoning closer to the truth than this!

Wang Lin realized suddenly: "Right! How did I not think of that? As expected of you!"

Xiao Shiyi looked at Jiang Zhe with admiration: "Brother Jiang, your reasoning skills are not bad at all... Huh? Why does your energy seem different? It's changed. If I didn't look closely, I wouldn't have noticed. Your muscles have grown even more; they're bursting out of your suit. I'm so envious!"

"Exercise more, sleep more, eat fewer snacks, and read the newspaper more."

"Hahahaha!"

"You're just being modest!"

Then, the three of them spent the better part of the night in a joyful atmosphere.

However, Jiang Zhe was absent-minded the entire time—

He suspected that Officer Su Cheng already knew that he was the one who had called him.

Actually, when Jiang Zhe had intentionally used force to go downstairs and kill the robbers, he thought he would get injured. But the formidable power of the Genetic Serum exceeded his understanding and imagination.

Even if the Television Station were raised another 100 meters, he felt he wouldn't suffer serious injuries, only slight numbness in his legs.

In the early hours of the morning, after Wang Lin and Xiao Shiyi had passed out drunk on the sofa in Jiang Zhe's dormitory, Jiang Zhe turned his phone back on.

Sure enough, just as he had imagined, a string of missed calls appeared.

Professor Hua Yunfeng from Kyoto had called personally, Professor Feng had called personally, as did Professor Ouyang Baili, Station Manager Zhao from Kun City Television Station, and several unknown numbers.

He sent a uniform text message reply: [I didn't die, thanks for your concern!]

He didn't check it much before sending it out.

Who knew he had made a typo.

Causing even more calls to come in one after another.

In the end, he had to explain to everyone one by one. 20 minutes later—the farce caused by the typo finally ended.

The most important one was the call from Old Qian in Kyoto, so he finally chose to call him back personally.

After all, the other party was a wealthy patron, and the line was connected quickly.

An anxious voice of concern came through the phone: "Little Jiang? Are you okay? I saw the news; you were attacked by criminals over there. The SWAT team saved you."

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Everyone here is safe and sound. Thank you for your concern, Teacher Qian."

"You scared me. It's good that you're fine."

"By the way, I've been filming on set and forgot to keep in touch and report progress. Hu Ge in our group praises you endlessly. When can you come to the set?"

"I think I'll pass. I've been a bit of a homebody lately and don't want to go out. I'll go when I have time for a ribbon-cutting ceremony."

"Ok. By the way, the big star Hu Ge wants to get to know you..."

"Also, also, since you're fine, Old Feng contacted me. Are you free now? Give me an outline of that previous [Cloning] topic. This time, I'll pay 5 million to buy your idea. I'll write the subsequent script."

"Right, don't worry, your creativity is the source of the film and television entertainment industry. It will definitely be profitable!"

"..."

With this conversation, the two of them completely opened up.

They chatted until nine o'clock that morning and finally finalized the proposal for the new script.

Old Qian didn't have time to direct it himself, so he found another famous director to turn the story about the [Cloning] topic that Jiang Zhe talked about on the show into a controversial sci-fi movie.

When Old Qian wanted to continue discussing it in depth, Jiang Zhe hung up the phone on the excuse of being tired.

"This Old Qian is too exaggerated; he can talk so much."

"He talked from business to national affairs, from national affairs to personal trifles, from trifles to the afterlife, and from the afterlife to the infinite multiverse."

"Finally, he talked about how much your wife likes me and even wants to adopt me as her godson. Don't you really want to ask your wife what she's thinking?"

"If others heard this, they'd think I have some unspeakable secret with you two. How misleading!"

"No wonder you're a director, always coming up with one thing after another. You deserve your fame!"

Looking at his phone with 1% battery left, he couldn't help but sigh.

It's no wonder Jiang Zhe thought this way; after all, in the dormitory building, he was the recognized killer of middle-aged women and young wives!

He had received many love letters, some signed and some anonymous.

Most were from women, and a small portion were from male fans.

He was truly a walking charm machine, but he was a man of integrity and rejected them all!

If anyone is to be blamed, it's the previous Stamina Potion, which had completely changed his inner temperament.

One must know that the Stamina Potion and the Genetic Serum are not even on the same level!

...

Time passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, 5 days had passed.

There was no longer any news related to the SWAT team saving people on the internet, only some fragmented information from netizens.

As long as one searched deeply, traces could still be found on the internet, but no one cared anymore.

More netizens had shifted their attention to Jiang Zhe's decoding videos.

In 5 days, through the fermentation of time and promotion.

Because his videos involved death and the afterlife, as well as the decoding of the Ship of Theseus, topics and news about Jiang Zhe still occupied the top ten of major charts, remaining high.

"Is it credible that the world constructed in the instant of death is the truth that determines which world we go to after we die?"

"Not sure, but not many people are questioning this topic. I think it might be credible!"

"Are popular science decoding hosts allowed to say anything these days? Has no one reported him?"

"People have reported him, but the customer service and some science bloggers have brought up examples of near-death experiences from abroad. So, the matter was left unsettled."

"If that's the case, that would be great. I have a vegetative patient at home; my mother has been unable to move. If it is really as Jiang Zhe said, then I will definitely believe in the world we go to after death until I die."

"I once thought about a question: where will I wake up after I die? By 'wake up,' I don't mean really waking up, but where will I appear? Since watching this video, I might have a clue."

"+1. There is also a voting option on the Suzhou TV Station official website. Jiang Zhe will see how many people vote for the connection between [soul and Quantum] and then talk about it later. Everyone, go vote and make him talk about this in the next episode."

"By the way, has Jiang Zhe really researched these things independently? Why do I feel like he's talking nonsense?"

"Whether it's true or false, we'll see in the next episode."

"He didn't say he would definitely decode this in the next episode."

"..."

These news items were seen by more and more family members of those suffering from serious illnesses.

Indeed, as Jiang Zhe had guessed before—

Even if this information was not entirely true, it could still arouse spiritual faith and comfort in some of the public.

Filial children, or parents, looking at their dying relatives, smiled and comforted them.

"Dad, don't be afraid. I hope that at the moment you pass away, you will imagine the scene of our family reunion in your mind... Promise me you'll do that, okay?"

"Mom, don't worry about me. Scientists have already decoded it; after I die, I might still stay by your side. It's just that you won't be able to find me anymore. I will watch over you by your side, taking care of you in another form... So don't cry for me anymore; I'm always here!"

"..."

Such scenes and images were happening in intensive care hospitals all over the country.

To a greater or lesser extent, this information, which had not yet been verified, could give the families of the sick some psychological comfort.

The content Jiang Zhe talked about, on a certain level, logically became spiritual food for some people.

...

Time flew by.

It was Friday of this week again.