After taking action this ti, it’s likely that no matter whether it’s the ’Deceit Bureau,’ or ’Wang Chuan,’ or perhaps even the mysterious mastermind behind the scenes, they’ll all know there’s another player of the [Deceit World] at Diamond Square.
He’s at the ani convention,
and he’s not soone to be trifled with.
"Once we find the culprit, I absolutely have to slap them across the face twice."
Drip, drip, drip.
At that mont, raindrops started falling, landing on the windows. Very soon, it turned into a torrential downpour, drenching the interiors of the building and extinguishing the raging fire before it could fully spread.
The rolling black smoke that had engulfed the sky also began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fire... was about to be put out.
...
...
"Rain, why is it suddenly raining?"
Zhou Xu was near Diamond Square, coordinating various departnts, organizing firefighting and rescue operations. When a raindrop fell onto his cheek, this typically decisive Deceit Bureau mber froze, a rare flash of excitent appearing on his usually tense face.
And it’s no wonder his composure faltered.
A fire had broken out on the thirteenth floor of the Diamond Building, spreading rapidly. Black smoke had enveloped half the sky in an instant. Because of the height of the building, the firefighting departnt had co up with multiple plans, only to abandon them all out of necessity.
With thousands of people stranded in danger, potentially losing their lives at any mont, Zhou Xu’s nerves had been stretched to their limit.
Then ca the downpour,
like a beam of light shining through the infinite darkness, it washed away all the anxiety in his heart and finally allowed him to breathe more easily.
"Boss Zhou, it’s raining. It’s raining! How could this sudden rain happen? Could the heavens truly be watching over us?" Zhao Keke blurted out, unable to suppress her excitent.
Her mood had been similar to Zhou Xu’s monts ago. Watching the smoke rise and the fire about to consu the building, her body had been tense to the extre.
Now, seeing the torrential rain pouring down and thousands about to be rescued,
how could Zhao Keke not be overjoyed?
As a veteran mber of the Deceit Bureau, Zhou Xu quickly cald his emotions, standing in the rain as he looked toward the sky, squinting his eyes.
"Could this really be divine intervention?"
Zhao Keke wasn’t stupid and quickly caught on to her boss’s implication, though she found it hard to believe. "Boss Zhou, are you saying there’s a ’Deceit World’ player in the building who used so power acquired from the ’Old Earth’ to put out this fire?"
"But that’s too unbelievable."
"This is controlling the weather we’re talking about! A thod approaching that of a divine being. Is it even possible for a ’player’ to achieve this?"
Indeed,
controlling the weather—this godlike power—was sothing hard for anyone to fathom.
But to call it a coincidence? That would be too much of a coincidence. The mont the fire broke out in the Diamond Building, the once clear Sky Do abruptly unleashed a torrential rain.
"Zhao Keke, ever since the mont [Deceit World] appeared, we can no longer view the world through the lens of common sense."
"None of us know how many players exist in this world,"
"nor what powers they have acquired."
"As unbelievable as it seems, when you eliminate all the impossibilities, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth."
Zhao Keke fell silent.
Indeed, controlling the weather, with power akin to a god—it might seem absurd to her, but what if such a player truly existed?
Beside Zhao Keke stood a young man nad Zhuang Fan. He was the ’exploration and tracking’ type of player sent from headquarters to provide support. His expression was grave.
Soon, Zhou Xu issued new orders.
"Two tasks,"
"First, locate the player who controlled the weather to make it rain. Make initial contact and assess whether they pose a threat. If they are safe, express our gratitude for saving the thousands in the Diamond Building. However, if they exhibit antisocial tendencies, apprehend them at any cost—and, if necessary, eliminate them on the spot."
"Second, ensure the fastest possible location of ’Wang Chuan.’ Although the fire has been extinguished, he is still in possession of the ’ruined statue of the Abyss Old God,’ an ancient object that might endanger the public. We must not let this slide."
Zhuang Fan said solemnly, "As for the mysterious player controlling the weather, I can’t guarantee I’ll find them. But since the Deceit Bureau has Wang Chuan’s genetic data, with my skills, I can narrow down his exact location within ten minutes at most."
Zhou Xu nodded.
"Leave it to you."
With that, the Deceit Bureau sprang into action.
...
...
"Rain! It’s raining! The fire’s out! The fire’s out!"
"The heavens are protecting us! The heavens are protecting us!"
"Mommy, does this an we don’t have to die? I don’t want to die. I still want to see Daddy."
"Yes, yes, we’re safe now. We’re safe."
"Thank the heavens, thank the Three Pure Taoist Venerable, thank The Buddha, thank God, and thank Shiva."
The ani convention erupted in cheers. The joy of surviving a disaster was evident on everyone’s faces, starkly contrasting the air of despair monts earlier.
Thanks, but honestly,
I’m not the heavens, nor the Three Pure Taoist Venerable, nor The Buddha... and Shiva? What the hell?
I just wanted to save Sister Xin and Little Beanie. The rest of you? You were just along for the ride, so no need to be too grateful.
Yang Qizhou couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased with himself. Thanks to the rain, if not tens of thousands, several thousand lives had been saved. That practically made him a hero.
"The firefighters and other rescue personnel have already entered the building. They should reach the thirteenth floor soon, and the Deceit Bureau agents must have started their operation as well. Catching ’Wang Chuan’ is only a matter of ti. If nothing unexpected happens, this should all settle down soon."
Just as he was about to relax, Yang Qizhou’s expression shifted as he suddenly rembered sothing.
The ’ruined statue of the Abyss Old God’ doesn’t create fires. Instead, it generates a mysterious Abyss Fog that alters human perception.
Why hadn’t Wang Chuan used this ’ancient object’s’ effect?
Could it be that the ’ruined statue of the Abyss Old God’ wasn’t actually in his possession? But if that were the case, how had he managed to evade the Deceit Bureau’s pursuit?
The fire had been extinguished by the rain, but due to the clash between heat and cold, the thirteenth floor was now filled with thick white mist. Although it wasn’t completely opaque, visibility was severely reduced.
"Ah—" A scream rang out, faint but bone-chilling. At the sa ti, the scent of blood began to perate the air.
Sothing had happened.
It was the effect of the ’ruined statue of the Abyss Old God.’
Yang Qizhou quickly turned his gaze toward the mother and daughter pair. Sure enough, they had been affected too. Sister Xin was gripping her daughter with a twisted, ferocious expression, while Little Beanie showed no signs of struggle—instead, she wore an unsettling smile.
This wasn’t right.
The [ruined statue of the Abyss Old God] was supposed to be a Mortal-Level ancient object, capable of affecting at most ten people. But judging by the chaos at the ani convention, it was evident that thousands of people had been influenced to varying degrees.
"This ancient object,"
"has grown stronger."
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