I Am In Marvel

This feeling is amazing.

In this area of ​​the ninth district restaurant, the layout of the interior space, the table and chair items, the inner people, light, temperature, dust, wind pressure, etc., even things that cannot be detected by human senses are only in Caesar’s extraordinary five senses At the moment of opening, all the information is as clear as a summary of detailed data.

"Young Master, why don't you eat it? I'm full, or is this dish not delicious?"

Eddie on the side table and chair watched the wind while observing Caesar's every move while sitting on the table. He suddenly stopped his greasy hands and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Caesar showed a faint smile on his small face, pointing to a dining table about seven meters away from them, and said with a tender voice: "A couple over there are discussing whether it is safe late at night. , Also mentioned that there is a mysterious hero named'Dark Demon' in the streets in this area, who is the guardian here."

Eddie came and asked with interest: "Dark Demon? How can a hero have such a nickname like a villain."

Caesar looked up with a strange expression, looked at Eddie and said: "Yes. They also said that the dark monster itself is a personal monster, all black, with some white markings. He specializes in hunting gangsters and bad guys at night. Eat, swallow their heads and leave a headless body to the police."

Eddie was taken aback for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

Picking up a chicken wing, Caesar took a bite, playfully said: "Unexpectedly, you work for the 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 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 cheerfully held up the large bottle of Coke, filled his mouth with half a bottle, and sighed joyfully.

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

"That's right." Eddie looked at the dining table pointed to by Caesar in surprise. Don't look at the dining table just seven meters away. Due to the presence of compartments and decorations, and the dim lighting for the mood, you can only see two dimly. The figure hugged each other, whispering to the ear.

For those weak conversations, in a relatively noisy restaurant, it is impossible to hear what they are talking about.

Eddie was puzzled, turned his eyes to Caesar and asked: "How did you hear them talking? You guessed it?"

Caesar took out the tissue and wiped the oil from his hands. Of course, he said with certainty: "It's very simple, just good hearing."

Eddie didn't speak, and his cyan scumbag was full of disbelief.

"Look over there." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Caesar raised his little finger and gestured to the single table ten meters away. He confidently said, "There is a middle-aged uncle there, and he lost a clean gambling today. , My wife and children ran away with others."

"Is it so strong?" At this time, even the toxins in Eddie's body were dubious. It naturally has human hearing, but it is still impossible to listen to small sounds in noisy places.

"Try it, you'll know." Eddie murmured, holding Caesar in his left hand, and a glass of beer in his right hand to get up, and Meteor walked across the aisle to the single table.

"Why are you taking me..." Caesar was speechless for a while.

Eddie approached the single table. Sure enough, there was a middle-aged bald uncle sitting on the seat, sullenly bowed his head and drank beer, and whispered things like'loan, luck, and wife' in his mouth. vocabulary.

In order to avoid igniting the fuse of Uncle Green Hat's anger, Eddie took Caesar back to the corner seat with wit.

Caesar looked at him calmly, "Tell me now."

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

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

"Everything is said, good hearing can do it." Caesar sighed lightly, glanced outside, and suddenly came up with an idea and said: "More than that, good hearing can do more."

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

"For example..." Caesar cast his gaze to the restaurant area, and quickly found the confidence of the target and said: "There is a water glass next to the second table over there."

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

With a'bang', the cup filled with water fell to the ground. This accident shocked the dining guests around. The waiter hurried over to help clean up the broken glass.

From Caesar's prediction, to the time when the cup fell to the ground and broke, there was a two to three second time difference.

Eddie looked at Caesar dryly, "Young Master, how do you do this, don't tell me that you can hear it."

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

To achieve this seemingly predictive ability, only superhuman hearing, vision, consciousness operation, and a set of passing scientific algorithms are required.

It is like an aircraft flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters with a damaged fuel tank. If you monitor the local weather and wind direction, the strength of the aircraft engine, the fuel loss rate, the rescue time of the refueling fighter, and you are familiar with the emergency judgments of the pilot and the central command, etc. Factors, as long as no other accidents occur, you can know in advance what the end of the plane will face, and even where it crashed.

Caesar only wants to know that through his newly awakened eyes and ears, he can obtain information about everything in the restaurant area. Time in his perception is much slower than what humans observe.

Just now, he heard the conversation between two men and two women. He knew that the cup was near the edge of the dangerous table, and he saw that the female guests were in high spirits and there were signs of increased arm muscle frequency, so that he could determine the cup landing in advance. .

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

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

"Trouble remove the children's characters."

Caesar shrugged slightly. Just then, the front door of the restaurant opened. Three big cheeks in trench coats and jackets came in and sat on the table by the door under the reception of the waiter.

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

"I don't know how to read my mind. Besides, is it appropriate to pour me beer?"

Caesar rolled his eyes, glanced at the three big cheeks, suddenly narrowed his eyes and said inexplicably, "They--seems to be criminals."