Chapter 12

At that very moment, the door to the president’s office was suddenly opened from the outside, and then a middle-aged man in his early forties strode in.

“Old Walker, you finally made it…” This man had a square face and looked very authoritative. He had just started to speak, but when he caught sight of Gavin Dawson, he immediately smiled and said, “Oh, are you busy?”

Gavin Dawson first gave the man a slight smile, then focused his attention on the numbers on the man’s chest. Although other people’s health was basically none of his business, since he had only just acquired this strange ability yesterday, he was still in the phase of wanting to play with it, so naturally, he wanted to observe everyone he met.

Then, just as Gavin Dawson had already taken half a step forward, he immediately paused, letting out a soft “hmm” from his mouth.

The man’s two values—vitality was 0, which was normal, but his mental value was actually -0.2. No, that wasn’t right. Under Gavin Dawson’s gaze, the mental value suddenly shifted from -0.2 to -0.3, then jumped from -0.3 back to -0.2, and continued to jump back and forth. The number flickered between -0.2 and -0.3, like a stopwatch, no, even faster than a stopwatch, constantly and rapidly flashing between -0.2 and -0.3.

Such a bizarre value made Gavin Dawson frown directly, staring at the man in a daze. In a trance, Gavin Dawson even felt his own breathing quicken, and his heartbeat sped up sharply because of the rapidly changing numbers he was focusing on.

“Thump, thump, thump, thump…”

With a series of intense heartbeats, Gavin Dawson suddenly felt his vision darken, as if an ordinary person had been hypnotized by a swinging pocket watch, entering a very mysterious state.

Chapter 008: Believing Again

Suddenly, his vision brightened again, and Gavin Dawson found himself in a very strange space. In this space, there was nothing at all, just like a void, only about a hundred meters in diameter. In the hazy gray air, Gavin Dawson couldn’t find any sense of his own existence—or rather, he had no body now, only a pair of eyes. But these eyes could take in the entire 360-degree view all at once.

And in this space, aside from the void, there were floating, rotating rings of characters.

The closest one, right below him, was a ring of characters with all values at zero. Gavin Dawson actually felt a kind of blood connection to this ring, and then suddenly realized that it was his own character ring.

A few steps away, there was another character ring—the one with the value rapidly flickering between -0.2 and -0.3, with a vitality value of 0. Behind that was a ring with mental -0.2 and vitality -0.7.

“That middle-aged man? And Matthew Walker.” In Gavin Dawson’s consciousness, a flash of understanding arose. But soon, two more thoughts emerged within him. One indicated that he could now return to his own body, while the other was a bit strange—it meant he could move the numbers on these character rings. In other words, he could transfer a number from one character ring to another.

“How odd, transfer?”

A sense of absurdity suddenly rose in Gavin Dawson’s heart. Weren’t these numbers on the characters supposed to represent each person’s health? How could he possibly move them? Could it be that he could transfer one person’s health to another?

That was just too bizarre.

After that, Gavin Dawson didn’t follow the thought to experiment, but after thinking for a moment, chose the thought to return to his own body.

It was just like answering a multiple-choice question—once Gavin Dawson made his choice, he felt his vision go dark again, then suddenly brighten. When he opened his eyes again, he had regained sensation in every part of his body.

In that instant, he immediately noticed that the middle-aged man a few steps ahead was staring at him with a very strange look, full of confusion and even disgust. After all, any man would feel uncomfortable being stared at so intently by another man.

“Heh heh…” Gavin Dawson hurriedly forced an apologetic smile, lifted his foot again, and walked out.

But Matthew Walker suddenly had a change in expression and said, “Wait.”

After saying this, Matthew Walker quickly stepped forward, grabbed Gavin Dawson, and said, “Did you see something again?”

Matthew Walker was truly surprised. Just now, Gavin Dawson’s blatant, unrestrained stare at the middle-aged man had naturally caught his attention. That middle-aged man was actually his childhood buddy, Thomas Thompson, who was also the boss of Qingshui Real Estate upstairs. But unfortunately, he suffered from congenital intermittent mental illness. When it flared up, he would become dazed and confused, but at other times, he was just like any normal person.

For example, right now, Thomas Thompson looked absolutely healthy, with no sign of illness. But why had Gavin Dawson stared at him so strangely for so long? Even longer than he had stared at Matthew Walker yesterday?

With this doubt, Matthew Walker could no longer remain calm. Although rationally he thought it was pure fantasy that Gavin Dawson could help with his cancer, the young man’s series of unusual behaviors finally made him feel a glimmer of hope he could not suppress.