Chapter 79 Candidates

At the book signing event, on the top floor of the building, Kingpin was speaking impassionedly, but Stark was no longer interested in learning, and instead flipped through the secret book in his hand.

‘I want to see what’s so great about this book. ’ Tony thought in his mind, then turned to the first page and browsed it casually:

[Everyone has the skills to practice. It is a cultivation method that will surely reward you as long as you put in the effort.

It takes an ordinary person half a day to generate a trace of Qi... and it takes a peerless genius fifteen minutes to generate even a trace of Qi.

Moreover, the process of meditating can replace sleep. Even if ordinary people practice hard work and practice for forty or fifty years, they can still carry their strength, prolong their lives, avoid all diseases, and live a long life. 】

…

The entire booklet is not thick, only three thin pages, and the first two pages are all about introducing the basic content of Zixia Magic Art, such as a brief explanation of concepts such as internal force and Dantian.

‘Forty or fifty years? ’ Tony Stark frowned, it could take anywhere from forty to fifty years.

But at this time, someone next to Stark whispered: "Gift crab!"

Stark didn't pay attention to the exclamations of the people in the seats next to him, but soon the exclamation just now seemed to be a signal, and people in the entire venue kept making restless exclamations.

‘What’s going on with these people, it’s like they’ve never seen the world before. ’ Stark thought impatiently, then sped up his reading and soon saw the last line of the third page.

[The internal force from the same source can be transmitted just like money, and 20% of the quality will be lost every time it is transmitted! 】

"Wardfa!" The moment he saw this setting, Stark's heart suddenly stopped for a beat, and then started beating violently.

He also let out the same "fuck" sound as the others who complained in his mind before.

The people who can come here are all human beings. When everyone sees this sentence, they instantly understand why Bai Ye said before that for extraordinary rich people, he can reach his level in one night.

For a moment, thoughts such as artificial supermen and those who have the money to make things happen came to the minds of everyone present, and their hearts beat faster and their breathing became faster.

‘There is such a thing. ’ As the first person to read the book, Nick Fury had already begun to imagine in his mind the huge social repercussions that Bai Ye’s book would have after its release.

‘Damn it, this has affected the lowest level of society. How can books be distributed so casually? ’ Nick Fury thought to himself, looking at the people around him who were trapped in their imaginations, his heart became cold again and he couldn’t hold it back anymore.

You know, it was broadcast live to the whole world at this time. Not only the scene, the booklet was also uploaded to the Internet at the same time by Kingpin. It was seen by at least dozens of millions of people for the first time. It has formed a prairie fire, blocking the way. It can't be stopped.

'Not to mention...' Nick Fury, like many others, raised his head and quietly looked at the young man sitting by the podium with his eyes closed and concentrating. This man was not easy to mess with either.

Soon, 5 minutes passed quietly. Bai Ye slowly opened his eyes and walked up to the stage and said, "I believe everyone has read the content of the preface in detail. The content inside is true."

"But because seeing is believing, I will randomly select one of you based on your number and give him 100 years of precious internal energy for free on the spot."

Wow! ! !

As soon as Bai Ye's words came out, the whole place instantly erupted into a tsunami-like uproar. Faced with this opportunity to become supermen, even they couldn't sit still.

Everyone at the scene looked at each other. This was indeed a way to prove the authenticity of the pamphlet.

After all, everyone here is a celebrity, and they all know each other. In this case, no matter who has obtained the inner power, there are many ways to verify it afterwards.

During the live broadcast, massive barrages surrounded the video.

"Fake, Fake, Fake, why, why can only people on the scene be whipped!"

"Please, change the lottery criteria and draw mine!"

"What are you thinking? There is definitely an inside story to this lottery. The winner is definitely an actor."

…

Not to mention the hustle and bustle in the live broadcast, everyone at the scene had already clenched their fists and began to look forward to who would be drawn.

Without making them wait long, a huge turntable immediately appeared on the big screen on the stage.

The number on the turntable ranges from 1 to 495, which is exactly the number of guests present.

With the click of Bai Ye's mouse, the turntable began to rotate slowly.

At this moment, everyone is fixated on the numbers on the turntable as the pointer keeps rolling over.

If someone sees the pointer passing by the number of their seat, their breath will be short of breath, and then their mood will turn to disappointment, feeling that their number is too early.

At this moment, facing the temptation of getting something for nothing, no matter who the president, queen or rich man is, they all become gamblers looking forward to the lottery results.

While the digital dial on the screen was scrolling, Bai Ye also held the mouse and clicked on the numbers. The next moment, the dial began to slow down rapidly, and then became slower and slower.

34…62…71…

Finally, under the disappointed eyes of most people in the audience, the correction was pointed at position 80.

The moment the location was determined, everyone on the scene patted their thighs with regret in their hearts.

The other person looked at the position of No. 80. When he saw who it was, there was a sound of surprise.

Position No. 80 is on the far right side of the fourth row. There is actually no seat there, but a wheelchair replaces the seat function.

Sitting in the wheelchair was an old man with short blond hair. He was wearing a simple white coat. He was thin, his face was stiff, and his exposed arm muscles were atrophied.

This man was looking at the screen with his head tilted, his eyes shining with the light of exploring the mysteries of the universe.

"It's him!!!"

"How could it be him?"

"this……"

At the scene, everyone was stunned the moment they saw the old man, and a glint of disbelief flashed in their eyes. Could this really be random?

Even Bai Ye on the stage had a flash of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect Kingpin to appoint such a dramatic person as his trustee...

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed helplessly: "Well, I didn't expect that the person who won the lottery this time was you. Next, congratulations to Mr. Stephen William Hawking for being the lucky winner. I wonder if Mr. Hawking is willing. Cooperate with us?"

At this moment, the old man was under the watchful eyes of the audience. His eyes were picking out words through the device on his glasses, and he was selecting the one he wanted through the contraction of his orbital muscles.

Under the strange gazes of everyone in the audience, twenty or thirty seconds later, through the text converter, a human-simulated voice came from Hawking's wheelchair.

"I feel very honored to have been selected and of course I am willing to cooperate."