I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 353 Son of God, Predict the Future?

It's a wonderful feeling.

In this area of ​​the restaurant in District Ninth, the layout and decoration of the space, the tables and chairs, the internal people, light, temperature, dust, wind pressure, etc., even things that cannot be detected by human senses, can only be detected by Caesar's extraordinary five senses. The moment it is opened slightly, all the information is as clear as a summary of detailed data.

"Young master, why don't you eat? Are you full, or is this dish not delicious?"

While watching the wind, Eddie on the table and chair beside him also observed Caesar's every move sitting on the table. When he saw him suddenly stop his greasy little hands, he couldn't help asking in a low voice with concern.

"It's nothing." With a faint smile on Caesar's face, he pointed to a dining table about seven meters away from them, and said in a childish voice, "A couple over there are discussing whether it's safe at night. , and also mentioned that there is a mysterious hero named 'Dark Devil' on the streets in this area, who is the guardian of this place."

Eddie came and asked with interest: "Dark Devil? How can a hero have such a villainous nickname."

Caesar raised his head with a strange expression, looked at Eddie and said, "Yes. They also said that the black demon itself is a humanoid monster, with a black body and some white markings, and he only hunts out gangsters and bad guys at night. eat, devour their heads, and leave the police with a headless corpse."

Eddie froze for a moment, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Picking up a chicken wing, Caesar took a bite and said playfully, "I didn't expect you to work for an office during the day and often go out at night to be a cannibal hero fighting criminals."

"It's not me..." Eddie said subconsciously, but when he met Caesar's big eyes that seemed to see everything, he immediately broke his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, I admit it. Please hide it for me, don't tell others people."

"It depends on your performance."

Gently unscrewing the bottle cap, Caesar held up the large bottle of Coke with both hands cheerfully, poured half of the bottle into his mouth, and let out a joyful Panasonic breath.

Eddie was a little timid, the Caesar in front of him looked less and less like a child, but a mature old slipper, as if he had been eaten to death from the very beginning.

"By the way." Eddie looked at the dining table that Caesar pointed to just now in surprise. Although it was only seven meters away, due to the existence of partitions and decorations, and the dim lighting in the room for mood, only two The figures hug each other, whispering to their ears.

For the weak conversation, in a relatively noisy restaurant, it is impossible to hear what they are saying.

Eddie was puzzled, looked sideways at Caesar and asked, "How did you hear them talking? You can't guess it?"

Caesar took out a tissue, wiped the oil on his hands, and said confidently, "It's very simple, just good hearing."

Eddie didn't speak, his face with blue stubble was full of disbelief.

"Look over there." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Caesar raised his little finger outwards, gestured towards the table for one person ten meters away, and said confidently, "There is a middle-aged man over there. , his wife and children ran away with others."

"Is it so strong?" At this time, even the toxin in Eddie's body was dubious, and it naturally had hearing far beyond human beings, but it was still impossible to hear subtle sounds in noisy places.

"You'll know if you try it." Eddie muttered, picked up Caesar in his left hand, picked up a glass of beer in his right hand, and got up, Meteor walked across the aisle to the single table.

"Why did you bring me..." Caesar was speechless for a while.

Eddie approached the single table, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged bald uncle sitting on the seat, drinking beer with his head down sullenly, whispering such things as 'loan', 'luck', 'wife', etc. vocabulary.

In order to avoid igniting the fuse of the green hat uncle's anger, Eddie led Caesar back to the corner seat tactfully.

Caesar looked at him calmly, "Believe it now."

"How did you do it, did you inherit the mind ability of your boss?"

Eddie was completely convinced, and looked at Caesar curiously. This ability is not so much superhuman hearing, but more appropriate for the ability to read minds.

"I've said it all, you can do it with better hearing." Caesar sighed lightly, glanced outside, and suddenly came up with an idea: "Not only that, you can do more things with good hearing."

"Huh?" Eddie looked at Caesar again, the young master had shocked him enough today.

"For example..." Caesar cast his eyes on the restaurant area, and quickly found the target's confidence and said: "The second table next door over there, a water glass will be broken."

Eddie quickly looked over and saw that two men and two women were eating at the dining table. The whole process was talking and laughing. When a girl was excited, she waved her arm slightly, and her elbow just gave the water glass on the edge of the table. Hit.

With a bang, the glass filled with water shattered to the ground, which surprised the diners around, and the waiter hurried over to help clean up the broken glass.

There was a time difference of two or three seconds between when Caesar made the prophecy and when the cup fell to the ground and broke.

Eddie looked at Caesar dry-mouthed, "Young master, how did you do this, don't tell me that you heard it."

"Almost. But this time I used my eyes and scientific algorithms." Caesar smiled.

To achieve this seemingly predictable ability, all you need is superhuman hearing, vision, consciousness operation, and a set of qualified scientific algorithms.

It’s like an airplane flying at an altitude of [-] meters with a damaged oil tank. If you monitor the local climate and wind direction, the strength of the aircraft engine, the speed of oil loss, the rescue time of the refueling fighter plane in real time, and you are familiar with the emergency judgment of the pilot and the central command, etc. Factors, as long as there are no other accidents, you can figure out in advance what kind of ending the plane will face, and even where it will crash.

As long as Caesar wants to know, through his newly awakened eyes and ears, he can get information about everything in the restaurant area. Time in his perception is much slower than that observed by humans.

Just now, he heard the conversation between two men and two women. He knew that the cup was on the edge of the dangerous table. He also saw that the female guest was in high spirits and her arm muscle frequency was showing signs of increase, so he could make a judgment in advance that the cup fell to the ground. .

Knowing everything allows foretelling, seeing astonishing manifestations of the future.

Caesar didn't explain too much in detail to Eddie, but just outlined a thinking routine, and Eddie looked at him with incredulous eyes, "My lord, are you a child prodigy?"

"Please remove the child character."

Caesar shrugged lightly. Just at this time, the main door of the restaurant opened, and three cheeky men in windbreakers and coats came in, and they sat at the table near the door under the hospitality of the waiter.

"My lord, please predict what the three guests will order." Eddie approached Caesar and poured a large glass of beer.

"I can't read minds. Also, is it okay to pour me a beer?"

Caesar rolled his eyes, glanced at the three cheeky men, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and said inexplicably, "They—seem to be criminals."

(End of this chapter)