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Chapter 28 - The Old Lady Who Foresees the Future

Clark gave Chloe a vague answer to her question, brushing it off.

"It's perfect, we can go together."

Pete suggested they all go together and then shrugged.

"Too bad it's not summer, otherwise we could be lifeguards at the pool."

That would mean not being stuck with old people who wore dentures, but since it was spring and the weather hadn't completely warmed up yet, volunteering indoors was better than picking up trash and cleaning streets outdoors.

Chloe had already completed her community service hours and refused the suggestion.

"She's not just watching me, she's watching Clark too."

David observed.

Although Kara was chatting with some girls and barbecuing, she kept glancing over this way.

He was secretly watching her, and she was secretly watching him and Clark.

"What's her angle?"

"Chloe, you look cold. Do you want me to help you warm up?"

A chubbily built, handsome campus football player with short, thick blonde hair walked over, smiling as he approached Chloe.

"I can't believe you said that so easily."

Chloe was surprised and shy at being hit on with such bold words.

"Don't misunderstand, I have a blanket. Want to come over and sit with me?" Sean raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the side.

"Sean, she's not your type!"

Pete stood up. Even though he was shorter, he wasn't afraid to meet Sean's gaze.

David had heard of Sean; he was a smooth talker who charmed girls only to break up with them soon after. He was a complete scumbag.

"In biology class, the teacher assigned me to do an experiment with Jenna from the next class."

As a campus newspaper reporter, Chloe had naturally heard of Sean's reputation, so she chuckled.

"I heard you dumped her last week?"

"To be precise, we dumped each other."

Sean didn't panic. Seeing Chloe smile, he felt more confident and determined.

"Want to come over and sit with me? I promise I won't do anything, no matter how beautiful you are in my eyes."

Finally, he spoke in a gentle tone, looking at her with his most practiced gaze, his affection seeming enough to melt her.

A blush crept onto Chloe's face.

Very few people had ever complimented her like this. Who said she wasn't popular?

She glanced at Pete, who had earlier accused her of being jealous of Kara, and opened her mouth to say something.

"I..."

"Chloe, you haven't had a drop of alcohol, and you're just sitting by the fire. Are you getting dizzy from the heat?"

David suddenly spoke.

Teenagers often acted on impulse without considering the consequences.

"Stay away."

He looked at Sean and said only three words. Sean's eyes darted away. He had heard that David had taken down Whitney and a few others by himself. He raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay."

His chances with the girl were gone, so he turned and left dejectedly to join his friends by the lake to play football.

"Actually... I just wanted to give him my phone number to get rid of him."

After Sean left, Chloe, having calmed down, faced her friends with a flushed face, trying to save face. "I'm not stupid."

David shrugged. "Let's just say we believe you."

This made Chloe feel even more embarrassed, but in the end, she thanked David and Pete, understanding their good intentions.

Clark watched them silently from the side, pondering something.

When his family is threatened, he gets angry and makes enemies feel the wrath of thunder. When his friends are in trouble, he reminds them to help, making them feel as warm as a spring breeze. Was his younger brother truly starting to place himself above others?

"Is being ruthless towards enemies... truly wrong?"

He shook his head vigorously, unable to think about it any longer. If he continued, he felt his own beliefs would be changed by his brother.

David looked at Clark with confusion, watching him stare blankly then shake his head, wondering what was going on with him.

By the lake.

"The pizza we ordered is here."

"Sean, catch!"

As the pizza arrived, a football player tossed a football. Sean jumped, but it still grazed his hand.

The football belonging to Sean fell onto the ice about seven to eight meters away.

Seeing everyone else go to eat pizza, he angrily went to pick up the ball.

On the cold, hard, slippery ice, as soon as Sean picked up the ball, there was a crisp sound.

Crackling.

What sound was that?

Sean felt as if he had been drenched in cold water, his whole body shuddering as he looked down.

Cracks spread across the ice beneath his feet. He didn't dare to move rashly and was about to shout.

"Help..."

The ice surface shattered directly, and he fell into the bone-chilling lake water.

After struggling for a moment, he moved from his original position. Sean couldn't break through the ice layer. He drowned and suffocated, soon becoming still. His limbs stopped moving, and he sank towards the lake bottom.

In the silt at the bottom of the lake, a green light glowed dimly.

A large pile of meteorites was accumulated together.

Landing on the meteorites in the cold lake water, Sean's veins bulged, turning green. Some astonishing change was secretly happening.

Meanwhile, a few football players were eating their steaming hot, delicious pizza, oblivious to Sean, who was nowhere to be seen.

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"The dealer gets twelve point five, six months of feed costs are five percent, plus eight point two for the mortgage, plus lawnmower repair costs..."

Waking up early, Martha and Jonathan frowned, tapping on the calculator to tally the income and expenses from the past six months.

"Fifty-four thousand, five hundred and one dollars."

After listening for a few seconds, Clark arrived at the answer before the calculator.

Hearing about the lawnmower repair costs, he awkwardly scratched his face.

"If I hadn't stubbornly stuck my hand into the lawnmower that day, the family could have saved over a thousand dollars in repair fees."

"Now let's calculate the profit." Jonathan didn't scold his elder son and gently took the bill.

David glanced at the remaining ledger. Before Jonathan could start using the calculator, he said, "The income is sixty-seven thousand, three hundred and fifty-seven dollars.

It sounds like our farm made over ten thousand in the first half of last year?"

He raised an eyebrow.

The couple put down the bills and calculator, unsurprised, and let out a sigh.

Martha smiled at her two sons, who had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood.

"At least we didn't lose money, right?

Besides, our family's most precious treasure is you two."

"This isn't something you should worry about. Didn't you make plans with Pete to volunteer in the community? You should go."

Jonathan waved his hand, sending his two sons, who hadn't yet gone to college, away.

The burden of life shouldn't fall on two students.

They arrived at the town's nursing home.

"Room 206 needs an attendant. Please report to room 206."

The voice came from the broadcast.

Each student had to complete thirty hours of community service, and David was no exception. The three of them came to the nursing home together and received their tasks.

A pretty, black-haired girl in a pink dress pushed a cart full of books and turned out of a room.

"Hi, Lana, what a coincidence, you're here too."

Clark waved and greeted her, pretending it was a chance encounter, though his voice was a little nervous and lingering.

"Are you volunteering here too?"

"For a while now." Lana greeted the three of them and smiled calmly.

"What tasks were you assigned?"

"I need to read with Cassandra."

David and Pete remained silent, leaving the chance to interact with Lana to Clark. David's task was to play chess with an old lady.

"Cassandra? She's very interesting."

Lana showed a hint of amusement and smiled.

"The caregivers all say she can predict the future, from things that happen in a few minutes to predicting someone's entire life."

"Have you tried it, Lana?"

Lana didn't answer Clark's question, she just shrugged, clearly not believing it. Then, pushing the cart, she walked away to deliver books to the next elderly person.

"Precognition?"

Pete showed no reaction, David raised an eyebrow, and Clark's attention was more focused on Lana's receding back.

Rustle, rustle.

Inside the room, an elderly woman wearing dark glasses, with white hair and a kind face, was reading a braille book with her hands.

"Don't just stand there. This is the first time three people have accompanied me for reading. Please come in."

She suddenly spoke.

Clark and the other two by the door exchanged glances.

[Joy from Cassandra +1, +1.2...]

David's eyes flickered as he secretly sized up the old woman.

She's truly a superpower user, and not a weak one at that. But I wonder if it's precognition.

Still, does this old woman really need someone to read to her? How do you read braille aloud?

"How did you know there were three of us?"

Pete asked, walking into the room, confusion evident.

"My eyes may be blind, but my ears aren't deaf," Cassandra replied with a hoarse voice. This didn't completely clear Pete's doubts. Are blind people's hearing really that good?

Cassandra took off her dark glasses, accidentally dropping the book on her lap.

Pete, standing in front of the other two, stepped forward to help pick it up. His hand accidentally brushed against the old woman's.

"What's your name, sir?"

The old woman slowly put the book down and asked.

"Pete Ross."

"Mr. Ross, your journey home today will be long. Check your pockets."

Cassandra revealed a mysterious smile.

Pete felt his pockets and found his car keys were missing, nowhere to be found.

"I'll take my leave. It seems my volunteer work for today is a bust. You two brothers take care."

He looked at the old woman in surprise, a hint of weariness flashing across his face as he spoke to them.

After Pete left.

"Are you two brothers?"

Cassandra looked at them. She got up from her chair, moving with a precision that belied her blindness, her face turned precisely towards them, her smile kind.

"What are your names, gentlemen?"

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