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"Mr. White, no matter what, I want to express my sincere gratitude to you."
At the banquet on the third floor, Baron Zemo held a glass in his hand and said gratefully: "I thought I would never be able to stand up again in this life. You have given me a second in life. I have to toast you personally."
'Baron stood up and toasted me... should I worry about hydra or not'
Kevin thought with a cold look, then shook his head in a ridiculous manner, then raised a bottle of Coke from the side and poured a glass: "I don't like drinking, so we will take this instead."
As he spoke, Kevin picked up the glass filled with Coke and gestured forward slightly, then took a sip, while Zemo opposite him drank it in one gulp getting rid of his inborn noble manners.
After sending the overjoyed Baron away, everyone at the banquet took turns to chat with Kevin.
"Boy, why didn't you tell me about this thing called purple energy earlier?" Ross came up and said, "You must have to leave some time and come out to have dinner with me tonight."
"No, I have to go to the movies with my girlfriend tonight." Kevin replied with a faint smile.
"Damn it, it's already the fourth or fifth time. Just wait, I didn't bring my daughter here today, otherwise you would definitely agree." Ross said with a depressed look on his face.
"Haha, we'll talk about it later." Kevin said perfunctorily, looking at Professor X who was pushing his wheelchair up: "did you watch the book signing today. How do you feel about it?"
"You will create A new era." Professor X said with some emotion.
"A new era?" Kevin said noncommittally, "Perhaps my existence itself represents an era."
Professor X stared at Kevin closely. At this moment, he really saw the hope of coexistence between mutants and humans in Kevin.
At this time, an old man in his eighties with wrinkles all over his face came up with a cane and said, "Mr. White, may I bother you for a moment?"
"Oh, Mr. Safal, do you have any questions?" Kevin asked, recognizing that this old man was one of the top 100 richest people in this world.
"You know, I don't have many years left of my age. I might die tomorrow." Safal supported his old body and said pitifully, "The effect of new energy is so miraculous. In order to survive, I must get someone to pass on the energy to me as soon as possible."
"You said before that the energy carrier who passed on the power to Baron still had 400 years of purple energy in his body. Could you please give me 100 years first? Please, I'm willing to pay for it." Safal pleaded.
Safal's words touched upon the thoughts hidden in many people's hearts. No one knew whether tomorrow or death would arrive first. To cope with the risks, this new energy must be acquired as early as possible.
"Is that so?" Kevin said in embarrassment, "I'm not interested in money. You should talk to Mr. Wilson. He is the one who handles all matters related to purple energy transactions."
"Thank you for your information. I will go find Mr. Wilson right away." After saying this, Safal immediately walked towards Fisk, and at the same time took away many people who wanted to gain purple energy from Kevin.
Looking at those people leaving, Kevin knew that Fisk could make a fortune tonight.
Perhaps purple energy will become saturated in the future, but in the first ten to twenty years, it is a scarce resource because not everyone is willing to sell their hard-earned energy to the outside world.
In the supply and demand relationship of the free market of capital, if the total amount of a resource necessary for survival is only enough for 99% of the people to use, the price of that resource will soon inflate to a level that the bottom 1% of the population can no longer afford.
Even if it is finally saturated and purple energy becomes a common thing like mobile phones and computers, he, as the pioneer of this energy, can still become a figure included in textbooks not to mention his backup plans.
Since ancient times, countless people have wanted to be recorded in history and become rich enough to rival a country. At this moment, Kevin achieved it in just one night.
But this is far from enough in Kevin's view. His desires go far beyond this. He wants everything.
In the past, the shadow brought by the death of his parents and the sense of crisis when he was a gangster under his uncle left a deep mark in Kevin's heart.
At that time, he made up his mind that he must live a good life, even if he had to steal, cheat, rob, and continue to enjoy himself at the expense of others.
Even though everything is getting better now, the scar will not disappear due to healing but will leave a conspicuous mark to remind him of his past painful experiences.
Leave my name in history?
Why couldn't he just live forever and become a living legend in this world and write history.
As for being rich enough to rival a country?
In the face of absolute power, money is just a pile of wastepaper. He hopes that one day, when he wants something, it will be given to him directly by others.
His goal is to do whatever he wants; money, power, women, and even other people's lives are all under his control.
Just like what he said in response to Professor X?
Let purple energy become the theme of the new era?
No, there is only one theme of the new era, and that is him, Kevin White!
And purple energy is just an inconspicuous footnote at the beginning of this new era.
By the time modern society spends 20 years digesting the new changes in energy revolution, Kevin would have reached an unknown level.
While Kevin was happily chatting with the people around him who came up to him to make friends with him, he set a goal in his mind.
'I will become the overlord of this new world!'
Kevin's uncle will never know until his death what impact his past actions would have on forming this monster named Kevin White.
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While Kevin was drinking and chatting with others at the party, in major offline bookstores, a large group of people who had watched the live broadcast had already blocked bookstores.
"Boss, give me a set of 'Everyone Has a chance to be extraordinary', hurry up!"
"I came here first, sell it to me first!"
"I've already paid, when can you give me the book? Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Oh, stop pushing, can't you just follow the order?"
"Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent!"
"You are right, but 'Everyone Has a chance to be extraordinary' is a book written by Kevin White himself. The content of the book is..."
…
The scene was in chaos for a while, and they couldn't help but be anxious. Purple energy is money now. Didn't they hear what Kevin said during the live broadcast? A trace of this new energy can be sold for at least 100 US dollars. Every day wasted is throwing away a lot of money.
When they thought about not having the "Everyone Has a chance to be extraordinary" to read today, they felt as uncomfortable as if ants were crawling on their bodies.
Inside the bookstore, the boss secretly kept a few books for himself and then said calmly: "Come one by one, don't crowd, don't crowd, I only have fifty books here, and I can't give them all to so many of you."
"Bang!"
As soon as the boss finished speaking, a tattooed man raised his pistol and shot at the ceiling.
As the people around him squatted in fear, he pointed the black gun at the bookstore owner and threatened: "Now, give me one of the books in your hand, or your head will explode."
A minute later, the atmosphere quickly became lively again as the tattooed man left with his books contentedly.
The bookstore owner cursed his bad luck and continued selling books to people in the queue.