Chapter 352： Son of God, predicting the future?

Chapter 352, Son of God, predicting the future?

This feeling is wonderful.

In this area of ​​the restaurant in the ninth district, the layout of the interior space and the table and chair items, the inner people, the light, the temperature, the dust, the wind pressure, etc., even if the human senses can not detect things, only in Caesar's extraordinary five senses At the moment of a little opening, all the messages are as clear as the detailed data summary.

"Less Lord, why don't you eat it? If you are full, is this dish not good?"

At the same time, Eddie on the side table and chair looked at Caesar's every move while sitting on the table. He saw that he suddenly stopped the greasy little hand and couldn't help but whisper.

"Nothing." Caesar's small face showed a faint smile, pointing to a dining table about seven meters away from them. The tenderness of the milky voice said: "A couple on the other side is discussing whether it is safe at night. It is also mentioned that this street has a mysterious hero called 'Black Devil' and is the guardian here."

Eddie came to the interest and asked: "Black Devil? How can a hero have such a nickname as a bad person."

Caesar looked up with a strange look and looked at Eddie and said, "Yes. They also said that the black devil is a personal monster. It is black and has white markings. In the evening, he specializes in gangsters and bad guys. Eat, devour their heads and leave a headless body to the police."

Eddie gave a slight glimpse, opened his mouth, and finally did not say anything.

Picking up a chicken wing, Caesar's beautiful sip, and said: "I didn't expect that you worked for the office during the day, and often went out at night to be a cannibal hero to fight criminals."

"Not me..." Eddie's subconscious opening, but to the Caesar's big eyes that seemed to have an insight into everything, suddenly broke the hand, and said helplessly: "Okay, I admit. Trouble for me, don't tell the other people."

"It depends on your performance."

Gently unscrew the bottle cap, Caesar cheerfully took a large bottle of Coke, and poured half a bottle of tons of tons of breath into the mouth, a pleasant Panasonic breath.

Eddie was a little embarrassed, and Caesar in front of him was not like a child, but a fine old slider, as if he had been eaten from the beginning.

"Right." Eddie looked at the dining table that Caesar pointed out. Don't look at it only seven meters away. Because of the existence of compartments and decorations, and the dim light of the interior for the mood, you can only see two. The personal shadows are held together, and the mouth whispers to the ear.

That faint conversation, in a relatively noisy restaurant, simply couldn't hear what they were saying.

Eddie wondered, pointing to Caesar and asking, "How did you hear them speak? Wouldn't it be guessing?"

Caesar took out the paper towel and wiped the oil on his hand. Of course, he said, "It's very simple, and listening well."

Eddie didn't talk, and the face with blue cough was full of disbelief.

"Look at the other side." Caesar saw him unbelief, then raised his finger with a little finger and gestured to the single table ten meters away. He said with confidence: "There is a middle-aged uncle who lost a gamble today. The wife and children are running with others."

"So strong?" At this time, even the toxins in Eddie are dubious, far more than human hearing. It is natural, but it is impossible to listen to subtle sounds in noisy places.

"Try not to know." Eddie snorted, holding Caesar in his left hand, picking up a beer in his right hand and getting up, the meteor striding through the aisle to the single table.

"Why should I bring it to me..." Caesar was silent for a while.

Eddie approached the single table, and there was a middle-aged bald uncle sitting in his seat, sulking and drinking beer, whispering something like 'loan', luck, 'wife' and the like. vocabulary.

In order to avoid igniting the fuse of Uncle Green's anger, Eddie returned to the corner seat with Caesar's interest.

Caesar looked at him calmly. "This is a letter."

"How do you do it, does it inherit the ability of the boss's mind?"

Eddie was completely convinced and curiously looked at Caesar. This ability is not so much a superhuman hearing, but rather an appropriate reading ability.

"All said, listening can be done better." Caesar sighed and sneaked out, suddenly came up with the idea: "More than that, listening can do more things."

"Well?" Eddie looked at Caesar again, and today the Lord has given him enough shock.

“For example...” Caesar’s eyes turned to the restaurant area, and soon he found the goal’s self-confidence: “The second table next door, there will be a water cup that will be broken.”

Eddie quickly looked over and saw that there were two men and two women at the table, and the whole process was full of laughter. When a girl said that she was excited, she swung her arms slightly, and the elbows just gave the water on the edge of the table. Hit it.

‘嘭’, the cup filled with water fell to the ground, which surprised the guests around the meal, and the waiter rushed to help clean up the glass fragments.

From Caesar's prophecy, when the cup was damaged, the time difference between two or three seconds was purely an accident. There was no third-party power or power.

Eddie looked at Caesar dryly. "Less Lord, how did you do this? Don't tell me that it is heard."

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

To achieve this seemingly predictive ability, you only need Superman's hearing, vision, consciousness, and a set of passing scientific algorithms.

For example, if you fly a plane that is flying at a height of 10,000 meters and the oil tank is damaged, if you monitor the local weather direction, aircraft engine strength, oil loss rate, rescue time of the fuel tanker, and familiar with the emergency judgment of the pilot and the central command, etc. Factors, as long as there are no other accidents, you can get ahead of time what the aircraft will end up, and even where it crashed.

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

Just now, he heard the conversation between two men and two women, knowing that the cup is near the edge of the dangerous desktop, and that the female guests are feeling high and the muscle frequency of the arm is increasing, so that the judgment of the cup landing can be determined in advance. .

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

Caesar did not explain too much in detail with Eddie. It was only about a thought routine. Eddie had already looked at him with incredible eyes. "Lord, are you a child prodigy?"

"Trouble to get rid of the child."

Caesar shrugged, just as the front door of the restaurant opened, and three big men dressed in windbreakers and coats came in and sat at the table at the door with the waiter's reception.

"Less Lord, you can predict what the three guests will order." Eddie almost poured a large beer to Caesar.

"I can't read my heart. Also, is it appropriate to pour beer?"

Caesar rolled his eyes and licked the next three big men. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and said: "They - they seem to be criminals."

(End of this chapter)