Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

On the other side, inside the inherent barrier.

Absolute darkness and deathly silence enveloped the Boeing 737 passenger plane hovering in mid-air.

The passengers in the cabin were relieved from the excruciating pain of weightlessness and spinning.

The terrifying force that tore at the body and compressed the internal organs disappeared.

But they soon fell into a deeper level of collective panic stemming from cognitive collapse.

Someone opened their mouth wide, their throat and chest heaving violently, trying to scream with all their might, but no sound came out.

The air resists vibration.

The concept of sound is stripped away here.

They could only stare wide-eyed at the incomprehensible scene outside the window, their bodies trembling violently from extreme fear.

Jiang Ming stood in the middle of the aisle.

He was the only one in this space who could move freely.

He closed his eyes and activated [Voice of the Mind].

A clear, cold, and emotionless thought resonated simultaneously in the minds of the 157 passengers and crew members on board.

"Quiet."

The panic was forcibly calmed down.

Forced to calm down, they could only sit blankly in their seats, frantically communicating their deepest fears to those around them with their eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Ming could clearly sense that maintaining the levitation of this steel structure weighing over a hundred tons and continuously counteracting its terrifying kinetic energy, which was enough to shatter mountains, was taking a continuous and enormous toll on his soul.

Jiang Ming then ignored the passengers, turned around, and walked step by step toward the cockpit.

The cockpit door was severely twisted and stuck in the door frame due to the violent deformation of the aircraft during the fall.

For ordinary people, this is an insurmountable dead end.

Jiang Ming did not make any unnecessary movements.

He simply placed his palm lightly on the cold metal hatch.

next second.

The sturdy alloy door, like flowing water with life, silently receded and melted away to both sides, making way for a passage.

Captain Wang Hai and the co-pilot next to him were slumped in their seats.

Their brains completely shut down when the hatch opened in a way that defied all the common sense of physics.

Two top-notch pilots, who had just experienced the despair of a plane crash that claimed their lives, and who had tens of thousands of hours of flying experience, looked at Jiang Ming with eyes filled with a shocking and awe-inspiring presence.

……

outside world.

Three hours have passed since flight CA4527 went missing.

It was exactly 7 p.m.

The Civil Aviation Administration of China simultaneously released its first official announcement on its official website and Weibo account.

[Regarding the missing CA4527 flight: At 14:30 this afternoon, CA4527, en route from Jiangcheng to Yuzhang, lost contact with the ground after flying over an area of ​​severe convective weather in the northern mountainous region of Yuzhang. Search and rescue operations are currently underway...]

The moment the announcement was issued.

Almost simultaneously, major news media outlets around the world suspended their regular programming.

"We now have an breaking news report..."

According to official Chinese sources, a Boeing 737 passenger plane carrying 158 people lost contact three hours ago...

#CA4527 Missing#

This seemingly cold topic rose to the top of the trending topics list on all social networks worldwide within just ten minutes.

TikTok platform.

[Special Content Collaboration Department].

Assistant Zhao Lin stared blankly at the news notification that popped up on her phone.

With trembling hands, she opened the passenger list that had just been sent through internal channels.

When the name "Jiang Ming" came into view, she felt as if all the blood in her body had been drained.

The entire department has suspended all work.

online.

The initial prayers and anxieties were gradually replaced by all sorts of bizarre speculations and conspiracy theories during the long wait.

"Definitely aliens! Vanishing instantly from 10,000 meters in the air—there's no other explanation but a UFO!"

"Is it possible that this is a new type of terrorist attack? Such as some kind of electromagnetic pulse weapon?"

Meanwhile, in another dark corner, the anti-fans who had previously made a bet with Jiang Ming's fans began their revelry.

Under the hashtag #CrowGodHasRunnedOutOfTalent#, a post was highly upvoted.

"Brothers, I have an announcement to make: I won!"

"This time they really messed up; they completely disappeared physically."

"What are we waiting for? Let's wait until the seventh day after his death! Hahahaha!"

Below are countless gloating comments, filled with harsh and malicious language.

In stark contrast is Jiang Ming's Douyin account, "Jiang Lai".

His latest "vacation" post garnered hundreds of thousands of comments in just one hour.

"Brother, you'll be alright, right? Come out quickly!"

"Raven God, please, create one more miracle!"

"My God, your believers are praying for you, please answer us!"

……

Ninth Bureau, Temporary Command Center.

Chen Jianguo's face was ashen as he watched the negative public opinion data constantly rising on the main screen.

Various conspiracy theories are rampant, and public panic is being amplified to an extreme degree.

"Public Opinion Monitoring Team!"

He picked up the microphone, his voice hoarse.

"Increase guidance efforts! Shift public attention to weather conditions and technical malfunctions! We absolutely cannot allow claims about aliens or the supernatural to become mainstream!"

"yes!"

However, faced with the spontaneous outpouring of emotions from hundreds of millions of netizens, official guidance proved to be woefully inadequate.

at the same time.

The US's "Keyhole" series of military reconnaissance satellites and Russia's "Cosmos" series of satellites have both quietly adjusted their orbital parameters, aiming their reconnaissance windows at the airspace where the plane lost contact.

They also wanted to know where the plane had gone.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

China Central Television (CCTV), a live special program during prime time.

A team of the country's top aviation experts, physicists, and meteorologists is sitting in the studio analyzing the event.

"Based on all the data we currently have," a physicist said, pointing to the simulation animation on the screen, his tone somber.

"Before losing contact, the aircraft was struck by lightning with an intensity exceeding its design limits, and the left engine had been confirmed to have failed. Under these circumstances, the aircraft would have entered an uncontrollable 'death spiral' state."

"Falling from a height of 10,000 meters, the instantaneous speed upon impact with the ground will exceed 800 kilometers per hour."

"Under an impact of this intensity, the chances of survival are..."

The expert paused, seemingly searching for a less cruel word.

But he eventually gave up.

"zero."

The studio was completely silent.

On the television screen, the host's meticulously made-up face carried just the right amount of sorrow.

She spoke slowly to the camera, in a tone that was almost like a pre-judgment:

"While we still hope for a miracle, we must also offer our deepest condolences in advance for the 158 compatriots on board."