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

Within the inherent barrier.

Ignoring the two people's stunned gazes, Jiang Ming walked straight to the dial.

His gaze swept quickly across the rows of screens flashing red alerts.

Left engine temperature: 0.

Rotational speed: 0.

Total pressure of hydraulic system: 0.

Data is cold and absolute.

"Fly...airplane..."

Captain Wang Hai's lips trembled as he finally regained some of his senses from the overwhelming shock.

He looked at Jiang Ming, the young man who should have been a passenger but now exuded a god-like aura, and then said:

"During the rapid descent, the structural stress on the aircraft exceeded its limits! Multiple main load-bearing structures showed signs of metal fatigue! Cracks may have already formed at the wing joints!"

Jiang Ming nodded, his expression unchanged.

The conclusion is clear.

Physically speaking, this aircraft is nothing more than a pile of scrap metal that can no longer be called an aircraft.

Once the [Realistic Marble] is removed, it cannot even maintain its complete form and will instantly disintegrate under the influence of gravity, then crash.

Jiang Ming's brain was working at a terrifying speed.

Countless plans were rapidly deduced, combined, and then rejected in my mind.

[Raven Summoning Spell]?

No, ordinary ravens cannot bear this weight.

[The Voice of the Soul]?

We can only communicate; we cannot change physical reality.

Plant control?

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, there is nowhere to gain leverage.

The only solution is to combine all the abilities.

A clear plan finally took shape in his mind.

The first step is to use the absolute control of the [Unique Boundary] to smoothly land this pile of scrap metal at the designated location.

The second step is to use the advanced ability of [Plant Control] [Growth of All Things] to create a sufficiently thick and flexible sea of ​​plants as a buffer upon contact with the ground.

Theoretically, it is feasible.

Jiang Ming turned around and looked at the two pilots who had completely lost the ability to think.

He issued the first instruction.

"Go back to your seats."

"Reassure all crew members and await my instructions."

The captain and first officer nodded blankly, unbuckled their seatbelts, and stepped out of the cockpit.

Jiang Ming followed them outside.

All the passengers' eyes unconsciously focused on him.

Those eyes held a mixture of fear, bewilderment, confusion, and a faint, almost invisible glimmer of hope.

Jiang Ming remained silent.

She simply closed her eyes slowly.

The advanced feature of [Voice of the Mind] – [Mental Broadcast] – is activated.

For an instant.

A clear, cold will, devoid of any human emotion, resonated deep within the minds of all 157 people on board, like an invisible radio wave.

Unfortunately, I have some bad news for you.

This idea, without mercy, transformed the objective fact that the plane was already damaged into the most intuitive flow of information, pouring it into everyone's brain.

The left engine was completely destroyed.

The hydraulic system has completely failed.

The organism's structure is on the verge of disintegration.

"We are sitting in a flying coffin."

The panic that had just subsided was like a powder keg that had been lit, ready to explode at any moment.

The scream was already rising in her throat.

But the next thought, carrying absolute authority, forcefully suppressed everyone's mental fluctuations.

"But I can save you."

These five words, like a divine oracle, were nailed into the depths of everyone's soul.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ming projected his rescue plan directly into their minds in the form of images.

They "saw" the plane being lifted by an invisible force, flying towards a verdant valley on the ground.

Just before it was about to hit the ground, the plants throughout the valley grew wildly, weaving a huge and soft green carpet that gently caught the steel object falling from the sky.

The visuals are extremely impactful.

It is also very convincing.

"Now, everyone, listen to my request."

"First, abandon all your luggage."

"Second, everyone gather in the middle of the cabin, follow the instructions of the flight attendants, and remain absolutely quiet."

Third, trust me.

The final thought carried an irresistible chill and majesty.

"Also, this is an order, not a request."

The instinct for survival overwhelmed all the chaos and fear.

Under the instinctive organization of several flight attendants, the passengers began to move.

They unbuckled their seatbelts, abandoned everything around them, and silently and quickly gathered in the middle of the cabin.

The entire process was orderly and quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

……

outside world.

The time was exactly 9 PM.

More than nine hours have passed since CA4527 went missing.

Ninth Bureau, Temporary Command Center.

Chen Jianguo stared intently at the unchanged radar map of the mountainous area on the main screen.

The data has not been updated.

"Report!"

A military liaison officer quickly walked up to him and saluted.

"We have urgently deployed three high-resolution reconnaissance satellites—'Kaituozhe-7,' 'Qianshao-3,' and 'Xuntian-11'—to conduct three rounds of all-around scans of the target area!"

"Optical, infrared, electromagnetic waves, all frequency bands, the scan results are all..."

"No abnormalities found."

Chen Jianguo's heart sank even further.

In the online world, public opinion has completely exploded.

The number of real-time discussions under the hashtag #CA4527# has officially surpassed 100 million.

The initial prayers and missing person notices have long been overwhelmed by a tsunami of speculation and conspiracy theories.

Some people posted blurry UFO photos with certainty, some analyzed it from a geopolitical perspective as a secret weapons test by a certain country, and some even dug up ancient books, claiming that the plane had entered a legendary "paradise on earth".

The bizarre and varied comments pushed the panic and curiosity of tens of millions of netizens to their peak, creating an online frenzy that could not be controlled by deleting posts and guiding others.

……

Lyon, France.

The top floor of the "Gene Core" company headquarters.

Sofia's boss, a blond, blue-eyed French man, was holding a glass of red wine, looking at the analysis report generated by the supercomputer on the screen.

[Target A-001, Survival Rate: 0%]

He shook his head regretfully.

"That's a real shame. I was hoping to find an opportunity to get in touch and see if there was any possibility of cooperation."

"Or... try to get your hands on that 'life reconstruction' technology."

"Now it seems the person is probably completely dead and has no value whatsoever."

Sofia, standing behind him, kept her lips tightly pressed together and remained silent.

She stubbornly backed up all the data streams related to target A-001 to her private server.

Her intuition told her that the man who could bring a withered tree back to life would never end up in such an ordinary way.

……

Yuzhang City, located in the northern mountainous region.

The makeshift ground command post was brightly lit.

The first batch of armed police search and rescue team members are conducting final equipment checks.

A young armed police officer, with a handheld life detector hanging around his neck, shouted into the communicator:

"First search and rescue team is ready and requesting entry into area A-1!"

An order came from the command post.

"Entry approved! Please be careful!"

Dozens of beams of powerful flashlights pierced the darkness of the deep mountains.

The first batch of search and rescue team members, carrying heavy equipment, trudged along the muddy mountain path and officially entered that desolate forest.