Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 333 - 317: The Fighting Maniac

Pennsylvania, within the Fox Manor owned by the DuPont family.

As the helicopter touched down on the lawn, it signified the arrival of another distinguished guest.

"Mr. Jack Walton, the master is waiting for you inside the Manor."

"Hmm," the third-generation heir of the Walton family handed his helmet to a servant waiting by his side.

Although he was not allowed to participate in the family business, he was born into wealth, making him an object of envy for many.

Unfortunately, Jack Walton did not favor a life of debauchery, the kind that makes for popular tales of the rich and spoiled.

Aside from diligently interacting with the old money crowd as his family expected, and trying to integrate himself among them,

He was, essentially, as much of an adventurer as those lunatics from the Kennedy family.

Of course, Fox Manor was not a good place for adventures, so his visit had another purpose.

"Do those old money types want me to make a public statement?" Jack Walton’s mouth twitched slightly, "What can I say, because of what the Vatican reported?"

One should know that the United States is, in essence, a Protestant country.

Adhering to the principle that heretics are worse than pagans, such a stance would only increase the disdain many people have for them.

"And... strictly speaking, I am an atheist!"

However, if he could make a statement and gain the support of some old money afterward, the Walton family might be preliminarily accepted by them.

"So, I definitely need to make a statement, but I just need to find another reason."

As an emerging family striving to be accepted by the likes of Rockefeller and Morgan, he had to ensure that any statements made were rational and supported by evidence, unlike the brainless comments of entertainment stars.

At this stage, so-called taste is more important than money.

He had come to ask his good friend John DuPont for some advice on industrial and chemical knowledge.

"Having a fondness for a work of a certain author, and voting for his other works, should be a convincing reason."

This John DuPont was also a rich and unusual character.

The billionaire in "Friends" who takes a photo with the president but participates in fighting himself is actually a portrayal of this gentleman.

Of course, he was more playful than depicted on TV; after getting beaten up in a fight, he realized that he was unlikely to become a fighting champion.

Therefore, he invited several Olympic fighting champions to form a wrestling team at a high cost of six million US Dollars per head.

John DuPont took on the role of the wrestling team’s head coach personally.

Because of this, he was ridiculed by the American public and ostracized by old money.

This was one of the reasons Jack Walton could become friends with a member of the DuPont family.

"Jack, long time no see." John DuPont wiped the sweat from his latest training session with a towel and reached out his left hand.

Uh...

Jack Walton hesitated for a moment but shook the offered hand anyway.

"John, can we go to the study?" Jack asked.

John DuPont glanced at the wrestlers taking a break during an interval and nodded.

"Walton is thinking of diversifying its business interests?" John DuPont’s tone was curious, "Then, you should be consulting some experts, not me."

"It’s not that..." Jack Walton was a bit embarrassed, "It’s for a statement."

"You know, my high school grades were quite poor because my father was busy with business."

"If I consult someone else..." he didn’t finish his sentence.

"Ha," John DuPont chuckled and nodded.

In front of the lower classes, one must still maintain dignity.

"What kind of statement are you making that needs chemical knowledge?"

"Er..." Jack Walton also thought the situation was absurd, but there were countless crazy things they all had done.

"It’s related to a novel. By the way, do you have a computer in your study?"

"Of course, I often play some fighting games." John DuPont entered the study and casually turned on the computer.

"The website, it’s called...wangwen.com." Jack Walton took out a piece of paper and struggled with the keyboard.

"Take a look, according to the author’s setting, is it possible to invent these things?" He clicked the mouse, logging onto the "King Arthur" page.

"Er..." John DuPont looked for a while, his expression turning very ugly.

These descriptions reminded him of a childhood dominated by his father.

"Your surname is DuPont, how can you fail even in chemistry!"

A witch using mystical powers to build an industrial base?

What a bunch of nonsense!

John DuPont gave Jack Walton a look that one might reserve for a mentally challenged child.

"Uh... It’s just based on that premise," Jack Walton muttered softly.

Okay...

Watching his friend’s pleading gaze, John DuPont suppressed his disgust and continued reading.

"It’s barely... achievable, I guess," he clicked hurriedly on the mouse, grinding his molars.

But Jack Walton seemed not to have heard, his gaze fixed on the computer screen.

"The Loch Ness Monster... a submarine?"

You see, he was quite interested in things like Bermuda and Loch Ness.

For this, Jack Walton had even purchased an old castle next to Loch Ness and sent people to monitor it day and night!

And those Holy Knights who were scared by the Loch Ness Monster seemed to have the shadow of some famous historical figure.

From this perspective, wasn’t he even braver than the heroes?

Isn’t this precisely what he’d been chasing after?

"It seems... kind of interesting," Jack Walton murmured to himself, ready to click the mouse and seriously read "King Arthur" again.

"Don’t you need to make a statement?" John DuPont asked.

"Uh... Right," he paused, closed his notebook, and said his reluctant goodbyes.

"I’ve booked an ABC exclusive interview for tomorrow, make sure to watch it."

"A novel got him to appear on screen publicly?" John DuPont watched his friend’s departing figure, and skeptically repeated to himself.

Is the novel really that good?

He read for a while longer but still couldn’t comprehend.

The DuPont family history was like a history of the development of modern chemical industry.

Could these witches achieve a leap forward just by using witchcraft?

That must be a joke!

He carelessly clicked the mouse, curious about what other works the author had written.

"Arcane Throne"?

Not interested.

He hated studying the most!

"Anomalies"? The end of civilization?

Also not interested!

His family’s food reserves were enough to last until his grandchild’s natural death.

Hm?

Suddenly, John DuPont’s face lit up with surprise.

You can get stronger by adding points?

He paused, quickly checking the title of the novel.

"Extreme Heavenly Demon"...

Now this seemed intriguing!

John DuPont kept clicking the mouse, eagerly continuing his reading.

Images akin to the novel’s concept started forming in his mind.

"Add points!"

Then, as a champion, he’d stand on the podium for competitions like the Olympic Games and freestyle combat.

"Mr. John, the training has started, are you coming?"

"Keep training on your own!" John DuPont’s gaze never left the computer.

"This feels way more fun than playing a fighting game!"

Especially when he saw the protagonist adding points and fighting the strongest demigod from Greek Mythology, Heracles.

"This..." he muttered to himself, "I’d give anything for such a victory!"

Jack Walton going public on television because of a novel he liked?

Should he... perhaps encourage that author a bit?!

Seeing what followed with novels like "Female Pope", "Anomalies", and nowhere as captivating as "Extreme Heavenly Demon".

John DuPont thought for a moment, then nodded resolutely.

"Anyway, in the eyes of the American public, I’m just a rich fool."

"As long as it can encourage the author to create more similar works, appearing on TV is no big deal."

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