Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 325: Isaiah Fowler is Powerless

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Isaiah Fowler is Powerless

Through his conversation with Isaiah Fowler, Yusuf Zuck learned a lot of valuable information, such as the fact that not everyone possesses Telekinesis, not even those with Level Four internal martial arts.

To acquire Telekinesis, one must undergo Divine Sense cleansing, but nowadays, no one can do it. It was with the help of a senior that Isaiah himself succeeded in cleansing and attained Divine Sense.

Another point is that while his Telekinesis and Isaiah’s Divine Sense are similar, there are also many differences. Isaiah can only use his Divine Sense once before needing to rest or meditate for two hours before using it again, he can’t use it for extended periods, and despite many years of practice, he’s only managed to extend it to eleven meters.

The biggest difference is that Isaiah can only use his Divine Sense as eyes, for things like peeking at nuns taking a bath, whereas Yusuf’s Telekinesis can control the flight of objects.

Of course, Isaiah might have held some things back, but the difference between them is too great; they’re not even on the same level.

After chatting with Isaiah for a while, Yusuf found it very beneficial, learning about things he had not encountered before, and Isaiah also got useful information from him. That is, getting electrocuted could also cleanse the Divine Sense, so in the future, Isaiah might try to have a few of his disciples and grand-disciples get electrocuted to see if they can succeed in Divine Sense cleansing.

The two talked until noon, and after lunch, Yusuf, Everest Zuck, and Isaiah set off for the capital.

Everest Zuck didn’t know what Yusuf and Isaiah had talked about, but clearly, he, the esteemed Master Zuck, had been relegated to the role of driver, while Yusuf sat in the back with Isaiah, chatting and laughing, seemingly getting along very well.

After the three returned to Taiyuan, they headed straight for the airport. However, in the airport bathroom, while Yusuf and Everest were peeing together, Yusuf asked Everest if Isaiah could predict fortunes and the like.

"He’s only slightly better than me. He’s very skilled at divining fortunes and could predict that you would go to Mount Wutai to find him, which is pretty normal!"

"He’s also a charlatan!" Yusuf muttered under his breath.

Everest just smiled wryly, "Don’t be too skeptical. There are many of us like this. Fortune-telling is a skill, a precious heritage from our ancestors."

"Then why am I also considered a noble person? What’s noble about me?" Yusuf was always curious, as not only Everest but Isaiah as well had said he was a noble person.

"What else could someone like you be if not a noble person? You stand out from the crowd. Before our first meeting with someone like you, all of us charlatans would experience certain... well, signs or a sense of unease, or maybe some mishap. In any case, charlatans have their own body of knowledge, but even if I explained it, you wouldn’t understand."

"I understand." Yusuf shook his head, "It just means having a stronger sixth sense than ordinary people, right? Is that what you mean?"

"Pretty much." Everest nodded.

"What level is Isaiah?" Yusuf whispered.

"Didn’t you figure it out?" Everest countered.

"Definitely a Grandmaster or above, because he’s much stronger than you. I can see he has a Qi Sea below his belly button."

"I only know he’s a Grandmaster. Maybe he’s surpassed that level, it’s hard to tell, but he’s definitely very high up!"

"I hope he can cure Ember Vance," Yusuf sighed. If Isaiah couldn’t do it, he would have to seek out that certain Miao doctor.

"Don’t worry, there will always be a way. Good signs have already emerged, and I sneakily did a reading for Ember Vance. It’s true that this year, her fate is extremely dangerous, but as long as she pulls through, she’s destined for a life of wealth, safety, and peace."

"Can you tell whether she will live or die?" Yusuf asked excitedly.

"I can’t see that," Everest immediately shook his head. "If I could see life and death, I’d be the King of Hell. I can only extrapolate based on a person’s fate. For example, if your destiny has a struggle or hurdle, I can see that, but whether you can overcome it depends on you. Moreover, fate is static, rules are static, but people are dynamic, so we shouldn’t have too much faith in fate. Isn’t there a saying that ’I control my fate, not the heavens’? Our fate is still in our own hands!"

"You don’t have to try to comfort me," Yusuf said with a wry smile, shaking his head, and then he left the restroom with Everest.

However, when Yusuf Zuck and Everest Zuck came out, they happened to see a slender woman at Isaiah Fowler’s seat. At that moment, Isaiah was holding her hand, touching and feeling it incessantly!

"Is this fucking Isaiah? A grandmaster? He’s a philandering monk!" Yusuf Zuck cursed in a low voice.

"It’s just a game of the human world, what you see with your eyes is not necessarily the truth. If you believe it, you’re caught in its appearance, just take it as a bit of fun."

"Got it, I understand now," Yusuf Zuck nodded. People like Isaiah probably had transcended worldly matters and learned to let go of everything.

"You’re pregnant and still running around, you should hurry back home, child!" Yusuf and Everest overheard Isaiah saying as they walked over. It seemed Yusuf really did see it wrong; the girl knew Isaiah!

"Isaiah, you’re incredible. I only found out I was pregnant a few days ago. That’s why I hurried back from abroad, to go home and nurture the pregnancy. Grandmaster, I must be going now, my husband is waiting for me outside." The girl stood up, waved at Isaiah, and then trotted off.

"Hehe, she’s the granddaughter of a friend, I’ve met her a few times, just happened to run into her now," Isaiah explained with a smile.

Yusuf and Everest were speechless at the same time. This old monk sure had a wide social circle, able to meet acquaintances everywhere.

It was more than an hour later that the three of them boarded the plane. Isaiah also had an identity card; after all, in this day and age, you can’t even buy a train ticket without an ID card.

When Yusuf helped him with the boarding pass, he carefully looked at Isaiah’s birth year, which was 1930.

From 1930 to 2015, that meant he was only in his eighties, not a hundred-year-old sage!

...

At five in the morning on the fourth of January, Yusuf and his companions returned to the capital and immediately went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, entering Ember Vance’s ward.

"I can’t cure this disease." After only a few minutes, Isaiah shook his head and sighed, "Organic damage leading to necrosis of brain tissue is beyond human power. Mr. Zhang, take care of yourself!" Isaiah patted Yusuf’s shoulder and then shook his head as he walked out of the ward.

And Yusuf slumped down too, his eyes empty!

Everest hadn’t cured her, David Hart hadn’t cured her, and now Isaiah was powerless. Suddenly, he felt very hopeless and scared.

"Yusuf, don’t listen to that old charlatan’s nonsense, there’s still traditional Miao medicine. I’ll take you to a Miao doctor," Everest said in a low voice, cursing at Isaiah under his breath as the old charlatan.

"I know, get ready. We’ll leave tomorrow or tomorrow night. I have things to do today during the day!" Yusuf took a deep breath and stood up. The more Ember wasn’t curing, the angrier he felt. Also, the three-day deadline he gave Lucy Clayton was almost up, it would come at noon!

His trip to Mount Wutai had taken more than two days back and forth, so today was the end of the three-day period!

"Okay, I’ll go back and get ready, and also go send off the old charlatan," Everest whispered before running out of the ward.

But when he reached the corridor, the old charlatan was nowhere to be seen, not knowing where he had run off to.

Everest knew that the old charlatan had left on his own, without needing him or Yusuf to send him off.

After Yusuf greeted Ember’s parents, he immediately left the hospital and then headed straight for the 301 Hospital.

It was still the eighth floor of 301, still Lucy Clayton’s ward, only this time there was a stranger with shifty eyes!

"Mr. Zhang, mission accomplished. We found him, he goes by ’Chicken Brother’, just call him Little Chicken. Little Chicken, tell Mr. Zhang everything you’ve found out, don’t leave out a single word!" Lucy Clayton’s voice was low, but her connections were profound. In three days, she had indeed accomplished the task!