Chapter 56 Looking Like An Idiot In One Easy Step (1/2)

The old man came down the stairs and looked towards the door that Laz had just escaped out of. His son looked over at him and was only able to sigh. The old man had a smile on his face when he turned to him.

”You don't think he got it, do you?”

”You've got the vision, you tell me?” Steven replied.

”He's smarter than we give him credit for. Much smarter. And more importantly, that young man knows how to listen. He might not always get it, but he always listens. I guess his parents taught him well in some things,” the old man answered with a strange smile on his face.

”Why don't you tell him?”

”He's not ready to know. It won't do him a bit of good. What he needs now is growth and time. Sadly, he will have very little of the latter and the former will be forced onto him whether he is ready or not.” The old man couldn't help but sigh at his 'grandson's' fate.

”None of this should have happened. They shouldn't have returned. Now, everything will be screwed up beyond even what I can see. Pieces and parts, gears and wheels. Everything is driving something else. Choices and chance, my son. I can see so much, but he is somehow hidden. The one person I wish I could help, could see for, and yet all I see is nothing but what is happening right now. Vision is a cruel gift.” The old man sighed one last time before the vertical eye on his forehead closed and he walked back up the stairs.

Steven Chu took one last deep breath before locking the door and making his way up to his own room, his thoughts keptsilently to himself.

As Laz made his way back to his apartment, he couldn't help but think about everything that happened tonight. From the dealings with Kennedy to the strange meeting with his Grandpa Chu, his mind wouldn't stop moving. He had listened to the story his Uncle told him and he felt good knowing that even at a time where everyone is told to shoot first and talk later, people can still be reasonable. But as far as applying that to his life? He wasn't sure he had any real enemies to speak of.

'Well, that's not totally right. I'm sure Tommy wants to kill me at this point. Still though, what the hell happened to him.'

Not bothering to think to much about it, Laz finally reached the building and was about to go upstairs when the he saw some golden lights out of the corner of his eye.

Making his way towards them, he realized he was walking the wooded path towards the strange, abandoned park again. Strangely, he only now remembered that he had kind of forgotten about this place after he left it the last time.

After all, it wasn't like he was able to slowly get up and adjust that time. Instead, it kind of pushed itself to the back of his mind as though it wanted him to forget. Despite that, the energy circulation in him was still running on auto pilot, feeling at though he was constantly drinking the most powerful and hateful energy drink, one after another after another.

It was like he felt full, even when he hadn't eaten or drank anything for a while. The feeling was too unusual.

As Laz approached the area, he slowed down to really take in what it was he was looking at. The park was old and overgrown, yet the grass really didn't grown tall, it was to the tops of his sneakers at most. It didn't show signs of being cut, just that it didn't get any bigger.

As he bent down, he reached out to grab a piece of the grass and tried to pull it from the ground to look at it closer. To his surprise, the grass couldn't be removed. Interested, Laz bent down and ran his hands along it, almost like he was trying to feel it on his palm while extending his sense out at the same time. Once again surprised, the grass showed an incredible life force along with feeling soft and cool to the touch. It was like brushing against silk, yet with the strength of kevlar.

Inspired, Laz took his shoes off and walked over to the stone bench that was in between the glowing golden flower and the icy blue pond. Setting his shoes and socks along with his bag next to the bench, he walked along the grass while probing with his sense, feeling the life and vitality of the area.

He also noticed many poles and bits of metal sticking out of the ground in various spots. The faded paint and rusted metal added a somewhat apocalyptic feeling the entire area. Looking up, Laz could see only a bit of moon light shinning trough the trees that surrounded the overgrown park. The entire world felt dim and yet brimming with a silent energy.

Laz was incredibly inspired at this point. Thinking about the 'scroll' his Grandpa Chu had gifted him, he thought up the pictures in his mind. Knowing, based solely on the web novels he had read, he started trying to feel the energy of the first picture.

A single step forward, the dragon like arrows of energy pointed forward, but was focused only around his forward leg. A front kick, but only part of a step.

Taking a deep breath, Laz focus on the energy circling through him like two intertwined circles. Over and over. He closed his eyes and tried to simulate sending that energy into his leg. Over and over again, he repeated the same step and felt nothing.

No movement of the energy, no flow and nothing in the way of dragons coming out.

Thinking it over, Laz decided to change it up a bit and tried to move the energy while at the same time taking a step forward.

BAM

His foot hit the ground and made a loud noise, but that was it. There was no energy involved, other than his immense body strength. Looking down, Laz noticed the grass was just the same as before. Even though earlier, he had smashed concrete with his fall, this time, he wasn't even able to leave an impression in the soft ground. Focusing again but somewhat confused, Laz stood still and just tried to feel the energy.