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Outside, the bodyguards had already explained the situation in terms Wu Peng could understand.
As soon as Yun Xin came out, Wu Peng ran over and whispered, “I’ve seen their police IDs, they’re real. It turns out the elderly have been cursed and will encounter all sorts of accidents! The police brought us here because they wanted to help them. I was wondering how they knew everything I’ve done.”
Since everything was out in the open, there was no longer anything to hide from each other. Yun Xin simply asked, “What’s the deal with that ability of yours?”
Wu Peng gave an awkward smile. “Well, this ability of mine… it’s quite temperamental.”
“For example: in a certain year, month, day, and hour, in a certain place, for a certain reason, a certain accident occurs.”
“If it were the full version, it should include all that information. But my ability is a bit like an abridged version, it always only gives half the info. Occasionally it gives a date and a location, but I won’t know the specific time, the cause, or what exactly happens.”
“So when you ask me, I’m actually pretty confused…”
“And this ability doesn’t react to every accident. Previously, when someone jumped off a building, it didn’t warn me, and when a venomous snake entered the house, it didn’t tell me either.”
Yun Xin comforted him, “Maybe it will be better once the ability improves.”
Wu Peng was dejected. “This ability appeared suddenly a short while ago. I haven’t even figured out how it appeared, so how am I supposed to improve it?”
Yun Xin couldn’t exactly say — you can improve it by experiencing a few more life-or-death crises.
His ability was hit-or-miss, what if he really ended up getting himself killed?
“Then just let nature take its course,” Yun Xin said. “Having it is better than nothing.”
Wu Peng thought about it and agreed.
“By the way, how are the elderly people?” Yun Xin asked.
“Don’t even mention it.” Wu Peng sighed. “One mixed up their medications and passed away. Another had a sudden onset of illness, didn’t have time to take their medicine, and passed away too.”
This mortality rate made even Yun Xin secretly alarmed.
“Is there a surveillance room?”
“Yes, follow me.” A bodyguard volunteered to lead the way.
Yun Xin signaled for Wu Peng to follow.
“You said you also have precognition. What is your ability like?” Wu Peng asked curiously.
“You’ll find out in a moment.”
As they spoke, they arrived at the monitoring room.
Upon entering, they saw hundreds of square screens mounted together, broadcasting different content in real-time, creating a powerful visual impact.
Wu Peng thought to himself: They’re clearly police officers, yet they look more like villains the more I see… not only are they illegally detaining people, but they’re also monitoring every single corner.
Yun Xin walked up to the screens. As she scanned them rapidly, she said to Wu Peng, “In the beginning, I could see death energy on others and know that anyone shrouded in it would pass away within one to three days.”
“Later on, my perception grew stronger, and I could gradually judge if I was in danger myself. If I am in danger, my eyelids will twitch violently. If an accident is about to occur within the next fifteen to thirty minutes, I’ll also feel heart palpitations. The more serious the accident, the more intense the palpitations.”
“I don’t know if it’s because my sixth sense has strengthened again, but there seem to be some new changes lately…”
Beside her, Wu Peng listened, dumbfounded.
Compared to his own complete cluelessness, Yun Xin’s ability was far too powerful!
“Then you…” Wu Peng wanted to ask how she had managed to do it. Could abilities actually improve? How? If he followed her lead, would his own superpower become a little more reliable?
Unexpectedly, as Yun Xin watched the screens, her expression suddenly shifted. “Something happened at the cafeteria!”
With that, she bolted and vanished in an instant.
Hearing that something was wrong, the security guards’ expressions turned solemn, and they chased after her.
Wu Peng looked at the monitors in confusion.
It was close to nightfall, which was around the time the elderly had dinner. On the screen, the seniors were eating peacefully in the cafeteria, there wasn’t the slightest sign of a disturbance.
He couldn’t help but marvel. Was this the strength of a powerful precognitive? To sense a potential danger before anyone else noticed anything wrong?
In the cafeteria, the server ladled soup while chatting with an old man. “This mushroom soup is great stuff. Not only does it taste good, but it also prevents cardiovascular diseases. It even has anti-aging properties and helps lower blood lipids and blood sugar.”
The old man grinned from ear to ear. “Good, then I’ll give it a try.”
As soon as Yun Xin entered the cafeteria, she saw that the death energy on several of the elderly people had become even denser, looking even more alarming than it had on the monitors.
Her gaze swept across the room.
She noticed that the elderly people at the other windows seemed normal. Only at the mushroom soup window did things change, when an old man took a bowl of soup, the gray-black death energy on him suddenly turned pitch black as ink and surged in volume, almost completely enveloping him.
Yun Xin hurriedly stopped him. “Don’t drink that.”
“What’s the matter?” The old man was stunned, confused as to why he was being stopped from drinking the soup he had just been served.
“Xiao Yun, you work in the kitchen. Did you put in the wrong seasoning when you were making the soup today? If the taste isn’t right, we can’t let everyone drink it,” the auntie said as she covered the pot and hauled the entire vat of soup away, pretending there was no soup available today.
A security guard who had just arrived helped smooth things over. “If you can’t have the soup, then forget it. How about I go with you to get some food instead?”
With that, he supported the old man and led him toward another window.
“But I want to have some soup…” the old man said, reluctant to leave.
“Tomorrow! We’ll make a better pot tomorrow!” Half-persuading and half-carrying him, the security guard managed to usher him away.
Yun Xin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the thick, inky death energy on the Old Man fade back to grayish-black.
