"Mr. Bai, no matter what, I want to express my sincere gratitude to you."

At the banquet on the third floor, Hawking 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 life. I have to toast you no matter what."

'Hawking stood up and toasted me... How could I have such a dream?'

Bai Ye 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 use this instead."

As he spoke, Bai Ye picked up the glass filled with Coke and gestured forward slightly, then took a sip, while Hawking opposite him drank it in one gulp.

After sending Hawking away, everyone at the banquet took turns to chat with Bai Ye.

"Boy, why didn't you tell me about this thing called inner strength earlier?" Ross came up and said, "You must have time to come out and have dinner with me tonight."

"No, I also have to go to the movies with my girlfriend tonight." Bai Ye said with a smile.

"Damn it, it's already the fourth or five times. 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." Bai Ye said perfunctorily, looking at Professor X who was pushing his wheelchair up: "I watched the book signing today. How do you feel about it?"

"You will create an era." Professor X said with some emotion.

"Have you ushered in an era?" Bai Ye said noncommittally, "Perhaps my existence itself represents an era."

Professor X stared at Bai Ye closely. At this moment, he really saw the hope of reconciliation between mutants and humans in Bai Ye.

At this time, an old man in his eighties with wrinkles all over his face came up with a cane and said, "Mr. Bai, may I bother you for a moment?"

"Oh, Mr. Siof, do you have any questions?" Bai Ye asked, recognizing that this old man was one of the top 100 richest people in the world.

"You know, I don't have many years left at my age. I might die tomorrow." Siof supported his old body and said pitifully, "The effect of your inner strength is so miraculous. In order to survive, I must get someone to pass on the power to me as soon as possible."

"You said before that the internal force carrier who passed on the power to Hawking still had 400 years of true energy in his body. Could you please give me 100 years first? Please, I'm willing to pay for it." Sioff pleaded.

Siof's words touched upon the thoughts in many people's hearts. No one knew whether tomorrow or death would come first. In order to cope with the risks, inner strength must be acquired as early as possible.

"Is that so?" Bai Ye said in embarrassment, "I'm not interested in money. You should talk to Wilson. He is the one who handles all matters related to internal strength."

"Thank you for your information. I will go find Mr. Wilson right away." After saying this, Siof immediately walked towards Jin Bing, and at the same time took away a large number of people who wanted to gain internal strength from Bai Ye.

Looking at those people leaving, Bai Ye knew that Jin Bing had definitely made a fortune tonight.

Perhaps internal energy will become saturated in the future, but in the first ten to twenty years, it is an absolutely scarce resource because not everyone is willing to sell their internal 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 internal force becomes a common thing like mobile phones and computers, he, as the pioneer of internal force, can still become a figure included in textbooks.

Since ancient times, countless people have wanted to be recorded in history and become rich enough to rival a country. At this moment, Bai Ye achieved it in just one night.

But this is far from enough for Bai Ye. 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 Uncle Li left a deep mark in Bai Ye'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 brand will not disappear due to healing, but will leave a conspicuous scar to remind him of his past painful experiences.

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 waste paper. 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 inner strength become the theme of the new era? No, there is only one theme of the new era, and that is him, Bai Ye! And inner strength is just an inconspicuous footnote to the beginning of this new era.

By the time modern society spends 20 years digesting the new changes in internal strength, Bai Ye would have reached an unknown level.

While Bai Ye 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 god of the new world!'

Uncle Li never knew until his death what impact his past actions would have on this monster named Bai Ye.

…

While Bai Ye 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 the bookstores.

"Boss, give me a set of 'Everyone Has Gong Practice', 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 Kung Fu to Practice' is a book written by Bai Ye himself. The content of the book is..."

…

The scene was in chaos for a while, and they couldn't help but be anxious. Internal energy is money now. Didn't you hear what Bai Ye said during the live broadcast? A trace of internal 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 Kung Fu" 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 black 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 black man left with his books contentedly.

The bookstore owner cursed his bad luck and continued selling books to people in the queue.

(End of this chapter)