Chapter 11: He’s Definitely a Genius, But His Brilliance Has Yet to Shine

Liam closed his eyes, his expression serious as he focused on sensing everything around him.

The wind will give me answers...

The rain will give me answers...

Every plant and tree will give me answers...

Come on, let me hear your voices!

[Tree: Damn it, that dog's piss from earlier still stinks. The smell hasn't gone away yet.]

[Rock: Tell me about it, buddy. I got splashed a lot too.]

[Wind: I saw it heading west. I'll show you the way; let's go catch it!]

Liam: ...

To hell with it!

Damn it, this ability is nearly impossible to control, and it's so hard to get any useful information.

And that dog that keeps popping up—isn't it hogging the spotlight a bit too much?

...

As time passed, Liam's frown deepened. He tried his best to filter out the meaningless chatter and focus on the information he was seeking.

Finally, while everyone around him was puzzled, Liam, still with his eyes closed, began to speak.

"The current wind direction is southeast."

This seemingly random statement left the crowd, who had been waiting expectantly, feeling utterly confused. They didn't understand the significance of what he had said.

But soon, Liam's voice rang out again.

"In about thirty-seven seconds, the wind direction will change to due south."

Sophia was startled but quickly reacted, closing her eyes and tilting her head slightly upward, her hands naturally falling to her sides.

Without any command, all the superpower users present followed Sophia's lead, closing their eyes and mimicking her actions with perfect synchrony.

Superpower users, especially those of higher levels, had physical and sensory abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.

The wind around us is constantly making subtle changes, though such changes are usually imperceptible unless the weather is extreme.

Especially now, many of the family members present were ordinary people with no abilities, and they didn't even feel any wind at all.

But most of the superpower users could, especially when they focused their attention.

And so, an unusual scene unfolded on the vast playground.

In the center of the group stood Liam, eyes closed, with his right hand raised and his fingers gently moving as if caressing something invisible.

All the surrounding superpower users encircled Liam, also with their eyes closed, seemingly sensing something.

The ordinary people present could only watch this bizarre ritual-like scene, not understanding but feeling a sense of wonder.

No one dared to interrupt. Everyone unconsciously stopped talking and moving, each becoming as still as possible, not wanting to disrupt the eerie atmosphere.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The only sound that broke the silence was Liam's voice, which occasionally spoke up.

"In one minute and thirty-five seconds, the wind will shift back to the southeast."

"In three minutes and twelve seconds, the air currents will become unusually turbulent due to a change in atmospheric pressure."

"In five minutes, the wind will shift drastically, turning to the northwest."

On the silent playground, Liam's words were soft, merely mentioning trivial details, but they struck the hearts of every superpower user like heavy blows.

As time passed, they were all shocked to discover that every word Liam said was accurate, down to the second.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied greatly.

Ryan was so shocked that he mouthed the words "holy shit."

Lila's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, her thoughts unreadable.

Sophia, on the other hand, maintained a stoic expression, preserving her image as an ice-cold goddess, her emotions unreadable.

But in reality, she was laughing inwardly, quietly musing to herself.

"Amazing (she had just learned this word while gaming with Liam yesterday), incredible, you really called it!"

"You... I used to worry that your talent was too low, but it seems I worried for nothing."

As she thought about it, an image of Liam's playful, nonchalant face, as if nothing really mattered to him, floated into her mind.

She had a strong feeling that Liam was undoubtedly a genius of the highest order, but his brilliance had yet to shine.

Liam, unaware of what others were thinking, calmly continued to relay the filtered information he had received.

Finally, he felt that he had tested the ability enough and had gained some initial control over it.

So, he lowered his hand and opened his eyes.

What he saw was a group of superpower users, all with their eyes closed and wearing various expressions, and a crowd of ordinary people staring at him as if he were some kind of monster.

"Ahem... what are you all doing?"

Liam cleared his throat awkwardly, signaling that he was finished.

The people around him opened their eyes one after another, their gazes all focusing on Liam.

Just a day ago, those eyes had been filled with doubt and dissatisfaction, but now they were filled with admiration and disbelief.

Sophia was the last to open her eyes. She stepped forward to stand beside Liam.

Suppressing her excitement, she asked as calmly as possible:

"So... this evolved ability of yours... is it some sort of precognition?"

"Not exactly," Liam explained. "It's more like a sensory ability. The world around me can give me certain information."

"Also, it seems I've delayed us a bit. The plane has been waiting for quite some time. Should we get going?"

"After all, in about half an hour, it's going to rain here."

"Rain?" Sophia asked in surprise, looking up at the clear, sunny sky without a cloud in sight.

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Liam nod, Sophia immediately made a decision.

With a wave of her hand, she ordered—delay the plane's departure.

Wait! Let's wait for the rain!

Liam had accurately predicted the wind changes, but those were minor shifts. If he could precisely predict something as significant as rain in half an hour, that would be truly terrifying!

Especially considering that the sky was currently clear and the weather was perfect, making Liam's prediction seem highly unlikely.

But for some reason, Sophia had complete confidence in his words!

"Can you give me an exact time?"

Just as Liam was feeling exasperated by Sophia's impulsive decision, Lila, her proud and pretty face reflecting curiosity, appeared in front of him.

She had already opened a countdown timer on her phone and approached him to ask.

Liam was momentarily taken aback but then closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said:

"About twenty-eight minutes and fifteen seconds from now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lila set her alarm, thanked him, and walked away.

Everyone continued to wait, doing nothing but waiting for something that seemed impossible, to witness this incredible "magic show."

And yet... the miracle seemed to be happening.

Twenty minutes later, the previously sunny weather suddenly became windy.

At the twenty-five-minute mark, clouds began to gather in the sky, growing darker by the second.

The temperature started to drop, and a brisk wind began to blow, lifting the skirts of the girls.

Lila looked up at the darkening clouds and tightened her grip on her phone.