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After meeting with Mr. Lio, Gibran rested for several hours until finally the man was again approached by Mr. Lio.

"Thank you," said the man immediately shaking Gibran's hand with a happy smile on his face.

"What's wrong?" Gibran asked who did not understand with a sudden thank you from the man.

"The money is still safe, and we have got it" said Mr. Lio.

"Ahh, yes, But some of the money I gave to the courier because at that time I did not have a penny of money, so I took it," said Gibran who felt guilty about some of the money, but Mr. Lio did not bother about it at all.

"Don't worry, it's just a small amount, not very important," replied Mr. Lio.

Gibran nodded his head, and the two men chatted for a while until Mr. Lio finally got a call to approach someone.

So after Gibran returned alone in the room where he was, the man remembered his strength and he was about to try it.

He looked out the window, where the weather was very bright outside the window, so he turned his gaze to a small twig that was there and the twig was burning.

Unsatisfied with one experiment, Gibran repeated several more until the man breathed heavily.

"Right now his strength could be used, but yesterday was completely unusable!!!" Gibran grumbled with fear every time he remembered what he had experienced yesterday, almost dying, and even seeing a dead woman right in front of him.

"Ahh,, Wait a minute, some of the strengths in the novel also have weaknesses, then I have to look for the weaknesses of these strengths, when these strengths can be used and when they cannot be used," gibran said in his heart as he glanced at the wall clock located in the room where he was.

"I couldn't use my powers at night, it was about seven nights until 11:00 p.m. But when I was in the flooded garden, it was the same time, or was it dawn?" Gibran tilted his head thinking about the matter.

Until the time before night when the sunlight had disappeared, Gibran who tried to use his power to burn small branches on trees outside the room can no longer use that power.

"Oh, the power does not work when the sun is down" said the man nods his head and lies back on the bed.

While lying down, the door was knocked by someone.

Tok tok...

Cleks!

The open door showed a man dressed in white returning to the room, and the man checked Gibran's condition.

After making sure that the man was getting better, the doctor also released some tools from Gibran's body except for the infusion that is still installed there.

"Am I now able to walk?" Gibran asked who was bored to stay in the room all day.

"Yes," answered the doctor, walking to the corner of the room, taking the wheelchair that was placed there and taking it to the side of Gibran's bed.

"If you want to go for a walk, you can use this, It's an electric wheelchair so you just need to turn it on by pressing this button and use this lever to run the wheelchair both backwards and forwards." The doctor explained the features of the wheelchair.

Gibran nodded his head as a sign that he understood, and the man immediately got out of bed assisted by the doctor and climbed into a wheelchair.

Gibran ran the wheelchair out of the room where he was and he immediately took a walk on the side of the building to see the garden at night.