"Is this what a Skyfather is? With the strength of a Skyfather, I'll be able to protect the world better and stop those Demon Kings from harming Earth."
Peter secretly clenched his fists, filled with ambition. Just then, President Nathan and Claire came over to congratulate him.
When Peter saw his two relatives, a smile appeared on his face. Just as he was about to speak, scenes from the future suddenly flashed through his mind, and he immediately frowned.
Peter possessed Prophetic Ability. His mother, Angela, could dream of the future, and because he had often been in contact with his mother, he naturally learned it. It couldn't be helped—the Simulation Rule was just that powerful.
"Peter, what's wrong?"
President Nathan keenly noticed Peter's frown and hurriedly asked, "Don't tell me something went wrong with your breakthrough?"
"There's no problem with the breakthrough, but I saw some scenes from the future."
Peter shook his head and said, "Tomorrow, one of our relatives will come to the White House to find you."
"Our relative?"
President Nathan and Claire were stunned. Nathan asked, "Our mother? No, if it were Mother, you wouldn't be frowning. Then who is it?"
"I couldn't see who it was. I only sensed that he was our relative."
Peter shook his head and said, "Nathan, something may happen tomorrow. I need to stay by your side."
"With you here, there definitely won't be a problem."
President Nathan smiled. "Come to think of it, weren't you originally my bodyguard? Yet you're always skipping work and collecting my salary for nothing."
Peter smiled. "I left behind a clone to protect you."
"Dad, how about I protect you with Uncle Peter? Since he's family, it would be a good chance to meet him."
Claire said excitedly. President Nathan and Peter both