C — 2012. Final answer.

The lights held on him. The studio waited.

Orion's voice echoed through the silence. "And you're…"

The suspense dragged. The lights flickered red, then green.

"CORRECT!"

The crowd exploded. Orion stood, laughing and clapping. "He got it again! Jeffrey, wherever you are, your brother just made four thousand dollars!"

Dayo grinned, pretending to wipe fake sweat from his forehead. "Man, I thought my brother was about to cost me live TV embarrassment."

The audience roared with laughter.

Orion shook his head. "It seems it's really in the blood. I need to get your brother on the next episode."

"He'll probably win too," Dayo said, laughing. The cameras zoomed in on his grin—calm, confident, yet full of life.

---

"Okay now, question 8 to win $8,000."

Orion shuffled his cards, leaning closer. "Alright, JD. We're getting serious now."

He read aloud, voice steady: "In literature, which of these fictional books was said to have been written by the mysterious author Eliana Drex?"

A) Whispers of Time

B) The Painted Veil

C) A Distant Garden

D) Songs of the Forgotten

The crowd went silent. Even the lights dimmed lower, highlighting Dayo's calm expression.

Dayo hummed softly. "I've read about this woman… Eliana Drex. She vanished after her last book was published, right?"

Orion's eyebrows rose. "Correct—I didn't expect you to know that."

Dayo smiled faintly. "The answer's A — Whispers of Time. Final answer."

The sound effect hit — DING!

Orion pointed dramatically. "Wow, I am feeling threatened now!"

The crowd went wild again.

Dayo smiled and made a silent prayer for the real owner of the body, because he was the one who held most of this world's art and history in his head.

---

Question 9 – $16,000

"Alright, here we go," Orion said, the lights deepening into blue. "This one might trip you up."

He read: "Which element was first successfully split during the discovery of nuclear fission?"

A) Uranium

B) Hydrogen

C) Carbon

D) Thorium

Dayo crossed his arms. "You're testing my science memory again. I'd eat this up ten out of ten, haha."

Dayo took a moment, thinking. The cameras zoomed in.

"Uranium," he said without hesitation. "Final answer."

Orion didn't even pause this time. "Correct again!"

The audience gasped, then erupted. Some were already on their feet, shouting. He was now at $16,000.

Orion threw up his hands. "This guy's not human! Are you sure you're not an AI in disguise?"

Dayo laughed. "If I were, I'd still look better than you."

The crowd screamed with laughter.

---

Question 10 for $32,000

Now the tension returned. The lights dimmed darker than before. A slow bass tone vibrated under the stage as Orion read from his card.

"Alright, JD… this is where most people start sweating and tripping. One wrong answer and you drop back to $1,000. Ready?"

Dayo exhaled, nodding. "Let's go."

Orion leaned in. "Which country hosted the very first International Robotics Convention in 1998?"

A) Japan

B) Germany

C) United States

D) South Korea

The crowd murmured — the question was tough.

Dayo's fingers tapped the armrest. He stared ahead, thinking. "1998… robotics… I remember reading that it wasn't Japan, because they came second that year."

Orion tilted his head, shocked that he even knew that—same as the fans. "You sure?"

Dayo inhaled. "Yeah. It was Germany — B. Final answer."

The lights froze on his face. Even Orion's expression went still.

Then the lights flashed bright gold. "HE'S RIGHT AGAIN!"

The audience lost control—some fans jumped up screaming. Dayo leaned back, smiling quietly, his heart racing but face calm.

$32,000.

Orion shook his head, still smiling in disbelief. "You're killing me here, JD. I swear this is the easiest paycheck I've ever handed out."

Dayo grinned. "Then maybe you should try harder."

The studio laughed again. The lights slowly dimmed into red and blue streaks, setting up the next round.

---

Orion's voice dropped low, dramatic. "Alright, America — he's crossed $32,000. From here on out, every question doubles. The stakes are higher, the lights are hotter, and I think my blood pressure's going up."

He turned to Dayo. "Ready for the next one?"

Dayo cracked a smile, his confidence calm but glowing. "Always ready to take your money home."

"Yeah, let's see about that."

The lights dimmed again, and the sound of a heartbeat played softly in the background. The studio was silent now—no laughter, no playful shouts. The tension was real.

Dayo sat upright, hands clasped together on his lap, his focus sharp. He had already cleared $32,000. The host, Orion Crestwood, smiled, but this time there was something more serious in his tone.

"Alright, Jason Dayo," Orion said, his voice echoing across the stage. "You've made it this far—question number ten. Only 4.8% of contestants in the show's history ever reach this stage. You're sitting among the elite now, so I have to congratulate you even if you don't win the millionaire."

The crowd gasped softly. Even Dayo raised an eyebrow at that statistic.

"Thank you, Orion, but I am here for a millionaire or nothing."

"Let's see," Orion continued, turning to the screen. "This one's for $64,000."

He paused, letting the air hang thick with suspense.

Question 10 — $64,000

"Which of the following scientists first proposed the existence of black holes as a mathematical concept?"

A) Edwin Hubble

B) Albert Einstein

C) John Michell

D) Stephen Hawking

The camera zoomed in on Dayo. He exhaled slowly, thinking.

"Huh… that's not something people usually remember," he muttered under his breath, recalling his younger days reading the encyclopedia and history. "Einstein predicted a lot, but I think it wasn't him who coined the term."

Orion leaned forward. "You still have two lifelines left—you could use one."

Dayo looked up, smirking slightly. "Nah, let's save it. I think it's C — John Michell. The man who suggested it before anyone even believed in such a thing."

The audience murmured. Orion tilted his head, impressed. "That's quite an answer. Final?"

"Final answer."

The studio went dark for two seconds. Then—

DING!

"You're correct!" Orion exclaimed. "John Michell, 1783 — the first to propose the concept of a black hole!"

The audience burst into cheers, clapping wildly. The lights flashed, and Dayo finally let out a small grin.

Orion laughed. "You're a dangerous man, JD. Calm, smart, and way too confident. Who knew our superstar Dayo is a nerd, huh? But now, the next question is where people start sweating."

Dayo chuckled. "I am more than a nerd. Bring the heat, Orion."

---

Question 11 for $125,000

The music turned deeper, slower. Orion looked serious now.

"This one's a monster. Ready?"

"As always," Dayo replied calmly.

"Which of the following languages is considered the oldest still spoken today?"

A) Hebrew

B) Tamil

C) Chinese

D) Greek

The audience leaned forward. A few whispered guesses.

Dayo rubbed his chin. "Hmm… I'm sure Hebrew was revived. Greek evolved. Chinese too, but… Tamil has been in continuous use."

Orion raised a brow. "You sound sure."

"I'm sure enough to risk it. B — Tamil." Dayo smiled. He'd studied language in his past life, so this question was a piece of cake for him.

"Final?"

"Final."

A few seconds of silence. The lights blinked red, then turned green—

DING!

"You're correct again!" Orion shouted. "Tamil! Over 5,000 years of continuous use—that's insane! How can you be this smart? I mean, most artists are okay, but this level is on another level!"

The crowd erupted. Sharon clapped from backstage, trying not to grin too hard.

Dayo smiled. "Oh, you have no idea what I am capable of."

---

Question 12 — $250,000

"Alright," Orion said, leaning forward. "You're now at the quarter-million mark. Just three questions away from a million. Are you sure you don't want to cash out now? I mean, this is a huge amount of money."

Dayo smirked. "Nice try, Orion. Like I said, I am here for a million dollars or nothing."

"Alright, your choice. This one's for $250,000—and I promise, it's brutal."

He read the card: "In what year did the country of Zimbabwe officially become independent?"

A) 1980

B) 1983

C) 1991

D) 2004

Dayo chuckled. "Oh, now we're bringing politics into this."

The crowd laughed softly.

Orion smirked. "Well, genius, what's your call?"

Dayo hesitated but smiled. "Hmm… it seems you forget my mum is Nigerian, so I know my part of African culture and its history. Funny story—yeah, I have a friend who is Zimbabwean, hehe.

"So, Zimbabwe gained independence from British colonial rule on April 18, 1980. Yeah, I remember the anniversary special."

Orion squinted, trying hard not to open his mouth, and even the crowd was awed too.

After a bit of silence, he regained himself. "Final answer?"

"Final."

The lights froze. A heartbeat sound echoed.

DING!

"Correct!" Orion yelled. "1980! My guy, you're unstoppable!"

The audience lost it. Some people were on their feet, chanting "JD! JD!"

Dayo leaned back, exhaling, his calm smile returning.

---

Orion grinned wide. "Three questions left, Jason. You've made $250,000—only one lifeline used so far. You realize, if you get the next one right, you'll be the first contestant in five years to reach half a million?"

Dayo looked at him and smiled lightly. "Then I guess it's about time someone did—and more."

The lights dimmed again. The heartbeat intensified.

Question 13 — $500,000…

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