"$180,000 in silver coins unearthed beneath the foundation of a farmhouse in Roussillon Village during the ongoing rural renovation in the eastern suburbs of England!"
"The nation's beloved figure, Lady Loretta, met with a tragic end during her evening jog through the park. Sadly, she was bitten by a venomous snake and collapsed. By the time she was discovered, it was too late."
Ding-ding-dong!
Ding-ding-dong!
As he was enjoying his takeout meal, Clement suddenly heard two notification tones. Thinking it was work-related, he quickly picked up his mobile phone.
To his surprise, these were news alerts from two different portal website apps.
"Damn it, can't they leave me alone even after I've turned off notifications!?"
With a criticizing remark, Clement scanned the news headlines and promptly set his phone down.
However, before his hand could leave the table, he picked up his phone again.
Because it seemed like he had seen something familiar...
England, the new rural reconstruction in the eastern suburbs, Roussillon Village!
Wasn't this the village where he lived at the edge of town?
But the remodeling work is supposed to start only three months from now. The village has no construction workers, so how could they unearth silver dollars?
"What the hell! These self-media outlets, don't even need drafts to fabricate news! "
With a face full of contempt, Clement voiced his criticisms while his curiosity drove him to open and read the first news headline.
Though it may sound unbelievable, once you dive in, it leaves you dumbfounded!
"Hot exclusive! Yesterday afternoon, the engineering team in charge of revitalizing the rural areas in the eastern suburb of England, while working at the 26th household in Group 2 of Roussillon Village, discovered eighteen enormous jars buried beneath the foundation of a two-bedroom house. Each jar was filled to the brim with silver dollars!"
"After a detailed count by staff on site, it was revealed that each jar contained ten thousand silver coins – a total of one hundred and eighty thousand coins, worth an estimated value of over a hundred million dollars!"
"Experts speculate that these silver dollars most likely belonged to a wealthy landlord from over half a century ago, who after passing away without an heir, inadvertently left the treasure buried and forgotten."
The 26th house in Group 2?
Isn't that the house I'm standing in right now?
Upon reading the finely crafted 'fake news', Clement almost spit out his mouthful of rice.
"What the hell! These rumor spreaders surely know how to spew nonsense. Digging up silver dollars in my house? And eighteen jars of them?"
He sarcastically thought to himself and glanced at the publisher beneath the news headline. To his amusement, he made a rather hilarious discovery.
The publisher of this 'fake news' was a streaming platform called "Future News"!
More astonishingly, the publication date was three months in the future, August 9th!
Future News?
Did they post a news story from three months in the future?
Very impressive indeed!
Speechless, Clement shook his head. Just as he was about to put down his phone and continue eating, he suddenly heard a strange sound in his head.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, your Future News System has been bound to you!"
"Ding! The system has been activated!"
"Who? Who's speaking?"
Clement was taken aback, mistakenly thinking he was hallucinating.
However, before his words had fully sunk in, he heard the voice again.
"User Tip: If the host can change the content of two news announcements, you can receive a beginner's gift package!"
"I... I received a system?"
Clement may have been flabbergasted, but he couldn't help but be excited at the idea.
A system!
This is THE system!
The legendary gadget that enables anyone to turn things around or accomplish the seemingly impossible!
Moreover, just by changing the actual events as per news, he could receive a beginner's gift package!
"Changing the news content - isn't that simple? I can just dig up the silver coins earlier, then the future news piece would cease to exist, right?"
Clement is a man of action, so the moment the words are out of his mouth, he immediately fetches a sledgehammer from his house and starts pounding the ground.
Eighteen large jars!
One hundred and eighty thousand silver dollars without an owner!
If they exist, wouldn't I become rich overnight?
Even if they don't exist, at most I'd just lose a bit of time and energy, it's no big deal!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Clement knocked the ground for a while but found no clues.
However, he didn't get discouraged, because he knew very well in his mind, that if anything were buried just a bit deeper, it would be hard to find from the surface.
"Forget it! Let's just start digging directly! Considering there are eighteen jars and the house isn't that big if they exist, I should be able to find them no matter where I dig!"
He ran to the yard, grabbed a metal shovel left by the homeowner, and then returned to the living room. He used a hammer to crack open the thin layer of cement and started digging.
One minute, two minutes...
One hour, two hours...
"Bang!"
More than two hours later, Clement, who had already dug more than a meter deep, suddenly felt his shovel hit a hard object!
He quickly bent down and cleared away the soil at his feet by hand.
A smooth stone slab appeared in front of him.
"A stone slab? Isn't it supposed to be jars?" Clement wrinkled his brow, just as he was puzzled, he suddenly saw that the slab in front of him cracked with a snap, opening a large crevice!
Through the crevice, he immediately saw piles of round ash-black objects neatly stacked together, waiting to see the light of day again...
