Dorothy also felt amazed.
"Could it be that you have psychic abilities?"
Dylan's eyes lit up at the suggestion.
Yes, this must be Alberta awakening her supernatural ability.
However, he hadn't heard of this kind of ability before, so he wasn't too sure.
Therefore, he needed to verify it.
"Alberta, if I'm not mistaken, you've awakened a supernatural ability. Let's verify it," Dylan suggested.
Alberta's eyes brightened with excitement. "Really? I have a supernatural ability too? How do we verify it?"
Dylan thought for a moment.
"I guess you might have heard that person's thoughts at that moment. So, concentrate on me. I'll think of something, and you see if you can hear it."
"Okay!" Alberta eagerly agreed.
Dylan, seeing the table full of dishes, kept thinking to himself, "Dorothy's cooking is really delicious!"
Alberta focused on Dylan, and suddenly, she heard Dylan's voice in her mind.
Alberta was once again shocked by the sudden appearance of the voice in her mind.
It was so vivid, and she knew Dylan hadn't spoken aloud.
"You were thinking 'Dorothy's cooking is really delicious' just now, right?" Alberta sought confirmation.
Damn! Incredible!
Dylan gave Alberta a thumbs up.
"Absolutely correct! Congratulations, Alberta, you've awakened a supernatural ability, and it's quite special."
Dylan had heard of and seen many supernatural abilities, most of which were either related to physical prowess or magic.
For example, in the late stages of the apocalypse, many survivors would develop swordsmanship or martial arts skills, which belonged to the physical prowess category.
These awakened individuals relied too much on weapons, and although they had strong combat abilities, a significant portion of their strength came from their weapons.
On the other hand, there were those who could summon lightning or fireballs, which belonged to the magic category.
Then there were rare cases like Dylan's spatial ability, which belonged to a special category and were extremely rare.
Alberta's ability, on the other hand, should also belong to a special category.
Its strength lay in being able to hear others' thoughts, leaving no privacy for others in her presence.
Dylan was excited.
He hadn't expected to stumble upon someone like Alberta.
It was a real stroke of luck.
With her help, he would be able to understand people's hearts when forming his own team in the future.
Awesome!
"Wait, are you two conspiring to play a joke on me? Is there really such a thing as supernatural abilities?" Dorothy was somewhat incredulous. She had no idea that supernatural abilities even existed."Dorothy, if you don't believe it, you can try too. Let Alberta listen to your thoughts," Dylan said with a smile.
"Okay!" Dorothy couldn't resist her curiosity and wanted to try it immediately.
Alberta focused on Dorothy this time, and after a moment, Dorothy's voice echoed in her mind.
However, Alberta blushed.
Curious about what Alberta heard and why she was embarrassed, Dylan asked, "Alberta, what did you hear? Why are you blushing? What was Dorothy thinking?"
Seeing Alberta's hesitation, Dorothy became anxious. "How was it, Alberta? Did you hear my thoughts? Please tell us to confirm."
Alberta felt a bit embarrassed as she said, "Dorothy, you... you were thinking, 'Dylan is really lucky.
He managed to charm such a beautiful girl like Alberta.
' Is that correct?"
Dorothy exclaimed excitedly, clapping her hands on the table. "Absolutely spot on! Not a single word missed!"
She then turned to Dylan and asked, "Bro, the magic trick you just did, was it also a supernatural ability?"
Dylan felt there was no need to hide it from Dorothy and explained everything to her straightforwardly. Of course, he didn't reveal exactly how much resources were in the space.
Dylan also lied about his past life, telling Dorothy it was all just a dream. Dorothy was so shocked by Dylan's story that she covered her mouth and exclaimed repeatedly.
"Bro, if what you said is true, I'm starting to regret being saved by you. It seems like living in the future will be quite a struggle!" Dorothy couldn't help but worry about the future.
Dylan smiled reassuringly and said, "Don't worry, Dorothy. With me around, I'll make sure you all live comfortably! Please trust me!"
Looking at Dylan's confident gaze, Dorothy inexplicably felt a deep sense of trust. It seemed that with him around, she felt safe.
Just with this warm and cozy mansion and this table full of delicious food, Dylan was offering something that ordinary people couldn't provide.
Dorothy raised her glass to Dylan and said, "Here's to you, bro. I'll rely on you from now on!"
Dylan couldn't help but pause for a moment. It sounded like Dorothy was saying, "I'll be yours from now on," but he wasn't sure if she did it intentionally.
"Count on me. Don't worry," Dylan raised his glass too, his words carrying a deeper meaning.
"Oh, by the way, Dorothy, I'll need your help with something in the future!" Dylan finished his drink and put down his glass.
"Go ahead!" Dorothy replied straightforwardly.
"Well, both Alberta and I can't cook. So, can we leave the cooking to you from now on? What do you think?" Dylan asked."Dorothy, this is a big deal!
Let me assure you, cooking is my specialty.
You saved my life, so it's only right for me to do this.
I promise you, I'll make sure both of you are well-fed!
Of course, you have to ensure we have enough ingredients," Dorothy said confidently, patting her chest.
Dylan was pleased with Dorothy's response and imitated her, patting his chest too.
"You can count on me, Dorothy. I'll make sure we have plenty of ingredients!"
...
The snowfall grew heavier and had turned into a blizzard.
The dinner at the mansion had ended, and Alberta, feeling mentally drained from using her abilities several times, had retired upstairs to rest.
Unfortunately, her time energy was limited, and her physical condition wasn't strong enough to endure the mental strain of her abilities. It would be better once she had more time energy in the future.
Time energy was like levels in a game. Can a level 1 character compete with a level 100 one? Of course not!
So, Dylan needed to prepare to acquire more time energy.
With the zombie virus outbreak imminent, the opportunity was at hand!
Dorothy chose to sleep in one of the bedrooms on the ground floor, despite Dylan initially suggesting she sleep in Alberta's room on the third floor. Dorothy refused, saying it would be more convenient for her to wake up and cook in the morning.
Dylan didn't insist and prepared a new set of bedding for her. After filling the fridge with various ingredients, he went upstairs.
In her room, Dorothy tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Today had been eventful, and being suddenly thrust into such a comfortable environment made it hard for her to sleep.
Maybe it was because of her own experiences, or maybe it was because of the scenes of the apocalypse that Dylan described.
Either way, she just couldn't sleep.
She got up and went to the living room, staring out at the snow outside in a daze.
Suddenly, she heard some indescribable sounds coming from upstairs.
Dorothy was taken aback at first, but then a charming smile crept onto her lips.
"Young people are full of energy. They don't even know how to rest after a whole day's work," she thought to herself.
10 minutes passed...
20 minutes passed...
30 minutes passed...
50 minutes passed...
Dorothy was amazed. Was this bro Dylan really that amazing?
Her mouth felt dry from listening, but she couldn't resist wanting to hear more.