Chapter 993 When You’re The Genius Chosen One, Things Just Fall Into Your Lap

Zayn stood rooted to the spot, motionless. In this brief moment, he felt like a radar sensing every single person within a radius of a few hundred meters. He could see every single one of their features, their looks. The content of their conversations. The pluck and strum of emotions in their interactions, and even their inner mindscape and all of its fleeting sentiments—their peeves, their sorrow, their joy. He could see them all in his head. He had never experienced something like this before! Now, Zayn already knew that he was psychically stronger than almost everyone else. He could literally influence the moods around him through his will, after all, and yet he had never tried the reverse—he had tried expanding his senses and perceived the lives, both inner and outer, of thousands before. It was an exhausting undertaking not unlike a computer going into overdrive, whereby it went beyond its load and seemed so dangerously close to bursting into flames. Zayn felt the same, too, an