3 The Lonely Immortal

The curiosity of the audience peaked. 

Director Kaki planned on grasping onto it firmly. 

He knew very well that this was an opportunity. 

As long as he could grasp the opportunity and arouse the curiosity of the audience, he could bring in a large amount of viewership.

Therefore, he did not intend to give up.

Kaki whispered to the mayor next to him, "Mayor, we want to further interact with this Lynn. I wonder if you have any ideas?"

The mayor thought for a moment and said, "There has always been a tradition in our town that whenever outsiders come to visit, we will choose a family home as a gathering place to prepare a sumptuous dinner for the outsiders. I can ask the old man if we can dine in his house."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Mayor."

After saying that, the mayor walked over to Lynn and whispered a few words to him.

The two of them nodded from time to time throughout the conversation.

Soon, the Mayor returned to Kaki's side.

"The old man has approved, but he has a request. The things in the house cannot be touched."

Kaki immediately agreed to his request.

It was a basic etiquette to not touch other people's things. As such, he had no objection to the request.

Moreover, he did not think that there was anything in the old house that was worth touching and seeing. 

Kaki spoke to the program team next to him.

The dozen or so people followed Lynn and the little boy into the old house.

…

Inside the house, there were many flowers lying around. It gave people an indescribable sense of tranquility.

The hall was not small. It was much larger than it looked from the outside.

The whole house was Western European style. It made people feel noble and elegant.

The magnificent decoration of the house and the rustic atmosphere outside made people feel a different but compatible sense of contradiction.

Lynn sat quietly in front of the coffee table.

His house gave people an indescribable sense of transcendence.

The little boy next to him would add green tea to his porcelain-like teacup from time to time.

The fragrance of the tea, accompanied by a thin mist, seeped into the tip of everyone's nose.

It made people feel relaxed and happy.

When Director Kaki saw the scene, he quickly walked over to Lynn.

Following closely behind him was the cameraman.

"Senior Lynn, may I have a few words with you?" asked Kaki respectfully. 

"Have a seat," replied Lynn calmly. He then turned to look at the little boy next to him and said, "Go and prepare dinner for these people."

"I'll ask the program team to help," said Kaki. 

Lynn did not refuse his offer. 

Kaki proceeded to arrange four to five people to help the little boy prepare dinner. 

The rest of the guests and celebrities sat in front of Lynn.

Lynn poured a cup of tea for each of them. He then began to drink it himself. 

"Senior Lynn, are you really the one who led the townspeople to rebel against the slave owners 200 years ago?" asked Kaki.

That was the biggest question in everyone's mind.

Lynn took a sip of the tea in his cup and slowly put it down.

Everyone held their breaths as they waited for his answer.

Lynn replied unhurriedly, "200 years ago, there seemed to be such a thing."

At that moment, after hearing Lynn admit it in person in the live broadcast room, the pot immediately exploded.

"What, it's true!"

"He's actually real!"

"Living for 200 years, this is against common sense, right?"

"No, actually, there are already scientific methods that can allow people to live for more than 200 years. As long as there's a reasonable amount of health maintenance, coupled with genetic writing technology, it can allow people's nerve cells to be regenerated, and the body to be restored and rejuvenated again."

Someone actually said such a thing.

Even if someone said so, there was still a trace of doubt in everyone's shocked hearts.

Lynn.

He was not just a person who had lived for more than 200 years.

He had lived for a long time, a very long time…

He could not remember exactly how long it had been, but it was at least a few thousand years, or even close to 10,000 years.

He had traveled to many places and countries.

He had witnessed many prosperous times, as well as the destruction of mountains and rivers, and the desolation of ancient countries.

He had been a good friend of Plato. In fact, he was the one who told him about the existence of Atlantis.

He had been to ancient Egypt, and he was the one who gave the technology to build the Pyramids of the pharaohs.

He had been to ancient India, and the king of that time had called him a brother.

He had also been to ancient China and conquered six countries for the first emperor, Qin Shihuang.

It was just that, in the end, he decided to hide his name from the world.

That was why his name was not recorded in history.

However, his footprints still existed all over the world.

In the end, he was tired of walking and had settled here instead.

He led the local people to resist the slave owners.

He also took in a very talented young man and trained him to become a fierce general.

After the War of Independence, he stayed in America and wandered around.

After nearly 200 years, he decided to return to this house. 

Following him was the descendant of the young fierce general, who was currently a little boy.

…

After receiving confirmation from Lynn personally, everyone including the program team members was curious about his background.

What they knew was that Lynn had led the local people to resist the slave owners during the Revolutionary War.

As for his background and what happened after that, nothing else was known.

Driven by curiosity and doubt, the rest of the people began to look around the room.

It was also true that in order to understand a person, one must first understand the environment in which he lived.

Old photos were hung in frames on the wall. 

It was not difficult to find a common person in these photos and the other people who took photos with him were all top-notch figures in business and politics in the United States.

The camera also turned to those photos.

"These are the people Senior Lynn knew from the beginning?"

Megan looked at the photos one by one. Her eyes were full of shock.

How much influence did he have in the business and political circles at that time? He had taken so many photos with top individuals.

And from the looks of those people, it seemed that it was their honor to be able to take photos with him.

After looking at the photos, the others also noticed that there were paintings hanging on the other side of the wall.

They were all classical paintings.

There were all kinds of portraits of farmers, mothers, nobles, leaders, and so on.

There were also some landscape paintings of idylls, mountains, rivers, towns, and others.

It made people feel as if they were in a small exhibition hall.

"Are these all real?"

Megan covered her half-opened mouth with shock written all over her face.

"Judging from the brushwork, it was probably done by a famous medieval artist."

Kaki was also shocked.

Although he did not know much about famous paintings, he had a slight appreciation for works of art.

He could tell at a glance that those works were not simple.