Prodigy Mindless Behavior Novels & Stories

The warehouse stood as a silent monolith, its windows like hollowed eyes, and its silhouette menacing and foreboding. Daniel, dressed in dark attire that helped him meld with the shadows, paused momentarily, his gaze scanning the warehouse's exterior. His heart rate steady, he walked with purpose, each step carefully measured to ensure no sound broke the night's haunting stillness.

Mercer said, his voice steady. He moved toward the window and stared outside for a moment, his expression thoughtful. “But I need to understand something about what happened out there. Your gift. Has this ever happened before? Have you ever been unable to read someone?” “Never,” I said quietly. “Scars is the first.” Mercer released a heavy breath and shook his head. “He’s full of surprises.” “Yeah, he is.” [That is the understatement of the century. This man has spent years making federal agencies look incompetent. Surprise is basically his personality.]

"You're really a chatterbox. If I can't find the real body of the mouse demon, how can I be called a supermundane master?" Master Yangkun rolled his eyes at Uncle Zhabu. He felt that Uncle Zhabu was quite annoying. Hearing this, Uncle Zhabu suddenly had hope. He quickly said to Master Yangkun: "I'm sorry, Mage. I'm too long-winded. From now on, I won't say anything." "That's more like it. You just need to follow by the side. Why are you talking so much?" Master Yangkun scolded. Uncle Zhabu had no temper at all after being lectured. He had the ability to split mountains and stones, but under such circumstances, he was completely crushed by Master Yangkun.

Adrian’s earlier words revealed a harsh truth. By calling everyone useless, he was specifically pointing out Greg’s incompetence. As a result, Greg stood there like a turtle retreating into its shell, too afraid to advance. Naturally, the crowd saw him as completely worthless. Although Greg was considered a prodigy, he appeared no better than trash in Adrian’s presence. This situation only intensified the crowd's disdain for him. Every prodigy had their pride, and Adrian’s insult had been particularly harsh, leaving Greg utterly humiliated. The crowd's doubtful gazes turned toward him.

Terrence wanted his uncle to think that he was willingly doing this and not just because his father was ill. It wasn’t uncommon for him to arrive home late because his father assumed he was simply working hard to pass the upcoming college entrance exam. He underwent a series of training to strengthen his stamina, his thought process, and emotional stability. He was able to learn everything quickly thanks to his sharp mind and eidetic memory, which allows him to recall an image from his memory with pinpoint accuracy even after only seeing it once.