I Am In Marvel Chapter 352: Son of God, predicting the future?

This feeling is amazing.

In this area of ​​the restaurant in District 9, the layout and decoration of the space, tables and chairs, the people inside, light, temperature, dust, wind pressure, etc., even things that cannot be detected by human senses, are only in The moment Caesar's extraordinary facial features were slightly opened, all the information was as clear as a summary of detailed data.

"Young master, why don't you eat? You're full, but this dish still doesn't taste good?"

Eddie, who was sitting on the table and chair next to him, was watching the wind while also observing Caesar's every move sitting on the table. When he saw him suddenly stopping his greasy little hands, he couldn't help but whisper in concern.

"Nothing." Caesar showed a faint smile on his little face, pointed to a dining table about seven meters away from them, and said in a childish voice: "A couple over there are discussing whether to Regarding the issue of safety, it was also mentioned that there is a mysterious hero called the 'Black Devil' in the streets in this area, who is the guardian here."

Eddie became interested and asked: "Dark Devil? How can any hero have a nickname that looks like a bad guy?"

Caesar raised his head with a strange expression, looked at Eddie and said, "That's right. They also said that the black devil himself is a human-shaped monster, all black with some white markings, and it only picks out at night. The gangsters hunted and devoured their heads, leaving the police with a headless corpse."

Eddie was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Picking up a chicken wing, Caesar took a delicious bite and said jokingly: "I didn't expect that you work for the office during the day and often go out to be a man-eating hero fighting criminals at night."

"It's not me..." Eddie spoke subconsciously, but when he saw Caesar's big eyes that seemed to see everything, he immediately spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, I admit it. Please hide it for me, Don't tell anyone else."

"It depends on your performance."

Gently unscrewing the bottle cap, Caesar happily held the large bottle of Coke in his hands, drank half of the bottle in one breath, and let out a cheerful sigh.

Eddie felt a little timid. The Caesar in front of him looked less and less like a child, but an old man who had become a spirit, as if he had been eaten to death from the beginning.

"That's right." Eddie looked at the dining table that Caesar pointed to in surprise. Even though it was only seven meters away, due to the existence of partitions and decorations, as well as the dim lighting in the room for the sake of mood, he could only vaguely see it. Two figures were seen hugging each other, whispering from mouth to ear.

The faint conversation was impossible to hear what they were saying in the relatively noisy restaurant.

Eddie was confused and looked sideways at Caesar and asked: "How did you hear them talking? Isn't it a guess?"

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

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

"Look over there." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Caesar raised his little finger and gestured towards the single table ten meters away, and said confidently: "There is a middle-aged uncle over there who lost money on gambling today. After all, my wife and children ran away with others."

"Is it so strong?" At this time, even Eddie was dubious about the toxins in his body. He naturally had hearing far beyond that of humans, but he still couldn't hear small sounds in noisy places.

"You'll know if you try it." Eddie muttered, picked up Caesar with his left hand, picked up a glass of beer with his right hand and stood up, walking across the aisle towards the single table.

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

Eddie approached the single table, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged bald man sitting on the seat. He lowered his head and drank beer glumly, whispering things like 'loan', 'luck', and 'wife' words like that.

In order to avoid igniting the fuse of the cuckold’s anger, Eddie and Caesar wisely retreated to the corner seat.

Caesar looked at him calmly, "I believe it now."

"How did you do it? Did you inherit your boss's mental ability?"

Eddie was completely convinced and looked at Caesar curiously. This ability was more like mind-reading than superhuman hearing.

"As I said, if you have good hearing, you can do it." Caesar sighed softly, glanced outside, and suddenly came up with an idea and said: "More than that, if you have good hearing, you can do more things."

"Huh?" Eddie looked at Caesar again. The young master had given him a big enough shock today.

"For example..." Caesar looked towards the restaurant area and said with confidence that he would quickly find the target: "There is a water glass at the second table over there that will be broken."

Eddie quickly looked over and saw two men and two women eating at the dining table. They were talking and laughing throughout the process. When one girl got excited, she waved her arms slightly, and her elbow just touched the edge of the table. The water glass was hit.

There was a 'bang' sound, and the glass filled with water shattered to the ground. This accident shocked the diners nearby. The waiter Xun Sheng rushed over to help clean up the glass fragments.

The time difference of two or three seconds from when Caesar made the prophecy to when the cup fell to the ground and broke. It was purely accidental and there was no third-party force or telekinesis causing trouble.

Eddie looked at Caesar with a dry mouth, "Master, how did you do this? Don't tell me you heard it."

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

To achieve this seemingly prophetic ability, one only needs superhuman hearing, vision, consciousness, and a set of qualified scientific algorithms.

Like an airplane flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters with a damaged oil tank, if you monitor the local climate and wind direction, aircraft engine strength, oil loss rate, and the rescue time of the refueling fighter in real time, and are familiar with the emergency instructions of the pilot and the central command Judgment and other factors, as long as no other accidents occur, you can figure out in advance what outcome 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 what humans can observe.

Just now, he heard the conversation between two men and two women~IndoMTL.com~ knew that the cup was approaching the edge of the dangerous table, and saw that the female guest was in a high mood and the frequency of her arm muscles showed signs of increase, so that she could advance in advance I can definitely conclude that the cup fell to the ground.

Knowing everything, you can predict and see amazing manifestations of the future.

Caesar did not explain too much in detail to Eddie, but just gave him a general thinking routine. Eddie looked at him with incredible eyes, "Young Master, are you a child prodigy?"

"Please remove the word "child".

Caesar shrugged lightly. At this moment, the main door of the restaurant opened, and three bearded men wearing windbreakers and coats walked in. They were greeted by the waiter and sat on a table near the door.

"Young Master, please predict what the three guests will order." Eddie poured a large glass of beer for Caesar.

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

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