Throughout the rest of the afternoon, Jimmy found a shady spot in the backyard and carried out several rounds of high-intensity physical training using equipment he had built himself.
Because his potential had improved, Jimmy no longer had to worry about physical fatigue or hidden injuries lingering for days after training.
The continuous exercise allowed him to steadily improve his physique.
The positive results of his experiment also made Jimmy genuinely enjoy the training.
After a few sets, night was almost falling.
Jimmy wiped the sweat from his face, rested for a bit, took a shower, and returned to the living room, where he found his parents eating pie.
"Dad, you really should cut back on the pies. It's not good for your health," Jimmy said, unable to resist urging his father Hugh as he looked at the several empty plates in front of him.
"This is the one thing I enjoy eating. Besides, most of my meals are vegetarian. A little bit of this won't kill me," Hugh replied, unwilling to give up his wife's delicious pies just because of his son's concerns.
Although, truth be told, the amount of sugar Hugh consumed daily through pies, donuts, and pastries was higher than average.
Seeing that arguing wouldn't accomplish anything, Jimmy thought he should design a robot capable of providing first aid near wherever his father was.
Taking care of his family was a top priority for Jimmy, and that motivation had been behind many of his inventions.
"For dinner, I left you some meatloaf," Judy said.
"All right," Jimmy replied and headed into the kitchen.
But before he could start cooking, Judy received a call for help from Mary out in the hallway.
It turned out that George had to be rushed to the hospital because he wasn't feeling well. Mary was worried because there was no one to look after the three kids at home, so she asked Judy if Jimmy could come over and keep them company.
Knowing that Jimmy had done similar things before, Judy agreed and offered her help for anything else Mary might need.
Hearing about it moments later, Jimmy immediately told himself that he would invest time in creating a special first-aid robot.
As soon as he arrived at the Cooper house, he saw Sheldon and the other two kids sitting on the couch, anxious looks on their faces.
The collapse of George, the pillar of the family, had left the three children deeply worried.
"Grandma, Dad's going to be okay, right?" Sheldon asked quickly, seeking comfort as soon as he saw his grandmother Connie approach.
George Jr. and Missy also looked at Grandma Connie with hopeful eyes, as if she held their father's fate in her hands.
"Don't worry, George is strong. He'll be fine," Grandma Connie said, soothing and comforting the children.
In truth, she wasn't so sure. Thinking back to Mary's worried voice earlier, it was obvious that George's condition this time was far from optimistic.
Seeing the whole family a bit out of control, Jimmy spoke up to comfort them. Then, noticing that not everyone had eaten yet, he shared some of his father's pies.
Thanks to Jimmy's help, Connie relaxed a bit when she saw the kids start talking about other things.
Though she was too nervous to fully listen as Jimmy shared his revolutionary ideas for saving lives with the kids, she smiled as naturally as she could.
"Connie, I'll stay here tonight," Jimmy said. He wasn't the most mature, but he was certainly the smartest.
That's why Connie, a little tipsy by then, went out to the patio to continue drinking while the children had dinner.
Seeing Jimmy take responsibility in such a critical moment moved Grandma Connie deeply.
If Jimmy hadn't been there, she might not have known how to handle three worried little kids.
"Thank you," Connie said, hugging Jimmy tightly in gratitude.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Connie, Jimmy divided up the pies and brought out some milk.
At the same time, he talked with George Jr. about the plans for his business, where George Jr. was being considered for the position of sales manager.
Excited, George Jr. said he would definitely support him.
The pay was good, and Jimmy wasn't wasting money. He knew George Jr.'s talent for sales and was confident he wouldn't be disappointed.
By dinner time, the three Cooper kids still hadn't fully recovered from their negative emotions.
Grandma Connie felt a pang of sadness thinking about George. She realized that, due to her own prejudices, she had shown little concern for her son-in-law over the years.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was heavy, and Jimmy had no idea how to lighten the mood.
"Jimmy, do you think God really exists?" Sheldon asked, thinking back to what had happened at church that morning.
He believed that his doubts about God were the reason misfortune had struck his family. George's illness seemed to prove it.
All these thoughts made Sheldon, a boy who believed in science, start to doubt himself.
Jimmy didn't understand Sheldon's train of thought right away. He thought it over carefully and answered, "God? Maybe He exists. But that's not the smart question. What you should ask is... who created God?"
"Do you know the answer to that?" Missy asked, not understanding half of what Jimmy was saying.
"Everyone asks that same question when they want to question the existence of something as unimaginable as God: who created God?" Jimmy said, starting to preach his humble knowledge. Then he added, "A simple answer would be: no one, nothing."
"So, has God always existed?" Sheldon asked.
"Yes. The answer is that God has always existed; in other words, God is the uncreated," Jimmy explained.
Without giving Sheldon time to object, he continued, "To reach that conclusion, we know the universe was created in an instant. Everything we know as matter and time was also created in an instant. So whoever created it must be neither material nor temporal — and that's what we call God. That, to me, is what God is."
"That's incredible..." Sheldon, who had never reached that conclusion before, admired Jimmy's way of revering God.
True thinkers, scientists, and teachers know that understanding God's existence is simple; the real challenge is truly knowing God, something no one has the right to claim.
"I didn't understand half of what he said," George Jr. said with a tired expression.
"Same here," Missy agreed, just as confused.