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Anyway, with this single statement, Christian got to confirm that extraordinary power really do exist.

He was also able to deduce that it was not something recent; in contrast, it could possibly be very old, and there were actually people able to use it long ago, as suggested by the word "Ancient." Moreover, the government had also known of their existence.

Then, seeing how the people around the world were actually in the dark, there should also be some kind of collaboration between the government and the ancient family—or families. More so, the mysterious department should also have individuals with extraordinary powers, which he inferred.

So, aside from the security problem, which he was increasingly feeling was dwindling lately, Christian, now reading the statement again, felt that maybe he should change his priorities. Experience more content on m v|l e\'-NovelBin.net

Getting his hands on a way to acquire this extraordinary power seemed to take precedence over everything else. After all, his system didn\'t create things from nothing, and he would need at least some leads to start mastering these extraordinary abilities.

Feeling like he wouldn\'t be able to get his hands on anything else for now, Christian finally closed the police database, headed toward his bed, and lay down.

While he seemingly didn\'t get anything useful from this second attempt at hacking, Christian still felt like he broadened his horizons. He also sensed that he could see what he would need to fight better.

So, while he could infer many things, Christian had now arrived at one point: he needed to slow down.

All the things he found would need time, and not just a short period. Looking for the culprit; the owner of the car could be handed over to Iris, his AI.

And he could set his sights on how he could obtain this extraordinary power and how powerful they actually were, as he knew they were naturally stronger than normal humans, but by how much?

Anyway, since he can\'t build an army or anything like that, Christian wanted to at least ensure that his individual power was unmatched so he could feel safe.

Then, how could he search for it exactly?

\'...\'

\'The government and the mysterious department.\'

Taking a moment to think about his target, Christian suddenly lifted himself from his bed, considering that maybe he should try hacking the potential government sites right away.

But as the thought crossed his mind, Christian remembered how he had just decided that he should slow down.

So, after thinking carefully and recalling that he still hadn\'t managed to bypass all the security barriers of the police site, Christian decided that he would wait until his hacking skills reached level five before attempting to hack the government site.

Having calmed himself properly and realizing that in the coming days his workload would lessen, as the time-consuming phase of creating the AI had come to an end, and he felt he no longer needed to hurry.

Christian suddenly thought of his sister and Eva again, so, opening his phone, he navigated to his chat with Eva and sent her a message.

\'Are you free tomorrow?\'

It was the most blunt message he had sent so far; his previous two outings had been mentioned casually in conversation, not expressed so directly regarding his intentions after all.

\'Yes,\'

Then, seeing how she replied after a couple of minutes, he hesitated about whether he should do the same. However, feeling a bit childish, he silently sent her the next message, asking if she wanted to go out together.

Christian had already achieved the milestone he had set for himself (making a second attempt at hacking) so he wanted to make his intentions toward her more clear. He wanted some development in their relationship and also felt it was time to inform his sister, as he believed she had waited long enough.

…

Eva, in her black nightgown, with its soft fabric clinging delicately to her figure, sat beside the window. Her blonde hair cascaded past her shoulders, shimmering under the faint moonlight, and her sky-blue eyes, now taking on a gray hue, reflected the tranquil garden below, enveloping her in a sense of serenity.

Yet, the small smile gracing her pink lips, paired with her mature figure, hinted at a sensuality lingering beneath the stillness of the night.

Lost in her thoughts, she shifted her gaze from the peaceful garden to the screen of the phone in her hand. The smile remained on her face as she reread the messages, curiosity flickering as she wondered what Christian, a boy the age of her daughter, would talk about tomorrow.

He had approached their conversations differently this time, after all, leaving her intrigued about whether he was truly planning to confess his feelings.

As things had been progressing, she had thought it would take some more time, so she was a little surprised.

But more than being surprised at the current messages, she was even more surprised at the development between them, and couldn\'t help but recall the first time she had seen him.

At that time, aside from noticing his attractive face, his peculiar gaze, and how he didn\'t seem to take care of himself, she thought nothing more of him. She didn\'t even know his name and wasn\'t curious enough to ask. More handsome men were in abundant, and she had never been one to flatter them, it was always the opposite.

Eva couldn\'t help but remember when the turbulence incident happened at the school. But, more than the incident itself or its details, her attention was drawn to the student\'s name at the end. Why, out of all the cases in the school concerning students who faced unfairness, was it him, specifically?

When her daughter, irritated and angry, came to her complaining about how she got third place because of a cheater, she naturally intended to lend a hand. After all, Olivia was her only daughter, her only pride.

Even then, she first wanted to get to the bottom of the case before interfering. So, she looked into it on her own, using her own means, without interfering with the school\'s investigation.

She hadn\'t had time to gather much information when she came across a picture of Christian, the other student whose name had been mentioned. However, since there didn\'t seem to be anything unusual about him, she leaned toward dismissing her suspicions. Then, suddenly, she heard that the teacher had been assaulted, and the police were now involved.

While she was a little surprised by this development, she still went about her own business in silence, not interfering with either the school or the police. As for the student in question, she naturally didn\'t give him much attention.

But after all the efforts she exerted, she actually came up empty-handed. For a normal case involving a school and kids, she had nothing, no leads at all.

That\'s when she turned her attention back to Christian, trying her luck, as she sensed that something was genuinely wrong with him now, rather than focusing solely on the case itself.

But again, she didn\'t find anything suspicious about his behavior; after all, he was just an antisocial student who didn\'t have any friends at all.

Then she was suddenly reminded of the time when they locked their gaze ever so briefly at the entrance of the school. So, she investigated him one more time, but this time even more carefully.

Again, she didn\'t find anything conclusive; it was just that he had suddenly started making a lot of money, which also reminded her of the crux of his problem, how he had also suddenly begun achieving perfect scores out of nowhere.

So, despite the lack of evidence, she couldn\'t shake her suspicion.

Is it really possible for a human to make this much progress in so many areas so suddenly? She asked herself repeatedly, always arriving at the same answer: normal humans can\'t!

That\'s when she considered the possibility: could she really be sure that he was truly normal?

At that point, her interest in the case transformed into more of an obsession for herself rather than solely for her daughter\'s sake.

But in the end, she couldn\'t be sure about anything. She even waited some time before intervening with the police or the school\'s investigation, as one of the police officers, despite there being no evidence or anything related, also found Christian suspicious.

She felt it was her chance; if something happened to him, maybe she could help and gain something in return. It was never a loss to get to know these kinds of people if she was right.

But in the end, she was forced to interfere by her daughter, Olivia, and she decided to abandon all of this. After all, her efforts had proven fruitless, or maybe, putting that trash teacher in his place was at least worth it?