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

Meanwhile, the first batch of search and rescue team members trudged through the muddy mountain path.

The beam of a tactical flashlight pierced the thick night fog, its beam flickering through the dark forest.

"Captain, look ahead!"

One of the team members stopped and pointed ahead.

All the beams of light converged on it. A dense, primeval jungle, completely out of season, stretched out before them.

The vines are thick and strong, the shrubs grow in clusters, and every leaf is so green and shiny that it seems to be glowing.

The air was filled with a rich, fresh scent of herbs and trees; taking a breath brought a unique sense of comfort to the lungs.

"The oxygen meter is alarming! The oxygen level here exceeds 28%!"

"Something's not right here."

The captain suppressed his surprise and doubt and turned on the rotor of the individual soldier drone.

hum.

The drone, equipped with an infrared camera, took off and transmitted real-time images back to the tactical tablet in his hand.

On the screen, in the very center of this eerie jungle, a huge, silver-white metal pipe bearing a blue airline logo lies quietly.

Aircraft serial number: CA4527.

Zooming in reveals a clearer view of the jungle.

All the plants exhibit a growth pattern that radiates outwards from the cabin as the center.

The ground directly below the cabin is a thick, immeasurable green cushion woven from countless plants.

"Found it!" the captain growled into the encrypted communicator. "The main body of the fuselage is intact! Repeat, the main body of the fuselage is intact!"

He led his team through the overgrown vegetation with great difficulty to the front of the cabin.

stab-

The cabin door was opened manually from the inside.

The beams of light shone directly onto the doorway.

A flight attendant in uniform came out; her uniform was somewhat disheveled, but she was not injured.

Behind her, one passenger after another quietly and orderly stepped out.

All 157 passengers and crew members disembarked without injury.

They automatically stood in the open space next to the cabin, and everyone subconsciously turned around to look at the cabin door.

Finally, a young man stepped out of the hatch.

Jiang Ming.

His face was somewhat pale, and his breathing was slightly unsteady, but he still stood upright.

His calm gaze swept over all the search and rescue team members present.

The search and rescue team leader felt his throat go dry.

He raised the communicator and reported to the command center in the capital with a trembling voice.

"Report...Report to command center...Flight CA4527, all passengers and crew survived."

"The scene...the scene cannot be explained by science."

Several medical staff members immediately rushed over with a stretcher.

"Sir, you need to check!"

The stretcher was handed to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming did not refuse; he calmly lay down on it.

……

Ninth Bureau, Temporary Command Center.

Chen Jianguo froze on the spot when he heard the report coming from the communicator.

Everyone survived.

It cannot be explained by science.

Coming to his senses, Chen Jianguo picked up the main communications microphone.

"Obey my orders!"

"First, establish a top-level military cordon immediately, centered on the incident site with a radius of ten kilometers, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving!"

"Second, activate the Level A information control protocol to cut off all unencrypted communications from the site!"

"Third, mobilize the nearest Air Force transport aircraft to 'invite' Target A-001 to the intensive care unit of the Yuzhang Military Region General Hospital with the highest honors! All personnel in contact with the target must be our people!"

"The remaining passengers will be transferred simultaneously and accommodated separately!"

……

Four o'clock in the morning.

A massive military transport plane landed at a heavily guarded military base on the outskirts of Yuzhang City.

On board were all the survivors of flight CA4527.

They were quickly separated and led into individual rooms.

The civilian staff and psychological experts of the Ninth Bureau had been waiting for a long time.

An unprecedented, large-scale, confidential interview began.

Every passenger and crew member must sign a lengthy "National Top Security Confidentiality Agreement".

The core of the agreement is just one thing: forget everything you saw on the plane.

The official stance will be consistent and consistent with the public's statements.

After being struck by lightning, the plane was successfully made an emergency landing in a unique soft soil valley by the heroic crew, and all crew members miraculously survived.

This is a perfect story, full of positive energy and heroism.

As for that impossible forest, that black sun suspended in the void, and that young man who single-handedly saved the entire plane... they will all become top secrets sealed away.

……

at the same time.

Jiang Ming was placed in a special care ward at the base hospital.

Outside the door stood two armed guards.

Six o'clock in the morning.

A special plane flew from the capital to the base.

Chen Jianguo stepped off the plane, his face showing the exhaustion of not having slept all night, and went straight to the special care ward.

He pushed open the door.

As expected, Jiang Ming should be lying in bed, in a weakened state after exhaustion.

However, inside the ward, Jiang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

His breathing was steady and long, his pale face had regained its rosy hue, and he exuded an aura that was more restrained yet more unfathomable than before.

Chen Jianguo's heart was once again turned upside down.

After such a terrifying drain, can one recover completely in just a few hours?

What exactly is he? Is his physical structure the same as a human's?

Countless questions swirled in Chen Jianguo's mind.

But in the end, he simply walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Chen Jianguo looked at the slightly tired young man in front of him and took the initiative to speak, his voice a little hoarse.

This is the first time that the authorities have acknowledged the "extraordinary" nature of Jiang Ming's behavior in a direct confrontation.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

Jiang Ming opened his eyes and looked at him calmly.

"good."

He flexed his wrists.

"His abilities have improved again."

……

Internet.

After more than ten hours of panic, speculation, and waiting, all netizens finally received the official announcement.

At 10 p.m., dozens of official verified accounts, including the Civil Aviation Administration of China and CCTV News, simultaneously released a message.

#All members of CA4527 survived#

These six short words instantly ignited the entire internet.

The report was concise yet impactful: thanks to the heroic efforts of the crew, the missing flight CA4527 successfully made an emergency landing in the northern mountainous region of Yuzhang. All 158 people on board survived, with only a few sustaining minor abrasions.

This news instantly topped the trending searches on all platforms, followed by a dark red "Explosive" label.

The number of comments exceeded one million in just a few minutes.

"Holy crap! A miracle! This is absolutely a miracle in aviation history!"

"Heroic crew! Everyone stand up! This deserves a commendation ceremony!"

"I'm so happy! I've been refreshing this page since this afternoon, my hands are shaking! It's so great, so incredibly great!"

"I knew it! Everything will be alright! God bless China!"

The internet was abuzz with jubilation, and all the previous conspiracy theories and panic were swept away by this immense joy.

People are captivated by the "heroic narrative" and the "miracle created by collectivism."

This is exactly the result that the Ninth Bureau's Public Opinion Guidance Team most hoped to see.

However, amidst this mainstream jubilation, an uncontrollable undercurrent began to quietly surge.

Initially, it was just a few aviation enthusiasts on forums who raised some minor questions.

"The fact that everyone survived is indeed amazing, but is the official claim of an emergency landing in a 'soft soil valley' scientifically sound? How long of a runway does a Boeing 737 need? What kind of valley could be so flat?"

"Furthermore, how do you explain the radar signals from the mid-air disintegration? The official explanation is completely silent."

These rational technical discussions were quickly drowned out by the fervent celebrations.

Until 10:40 p.m.

On Weibo, a blogger with fewer than a thousand followers, named "Eating Melons Until I'm Stuffed," posted a seemingly ordinary post.

"After reviewing the official passenger list, I have a guess, which may not be correct."

A picture was attached below the post.

That was a screenshot of the passenger list released by the authorities after it had been anonymized, as a form of recognition.

In the picture, a name is highlighted by a glaring red box.

Jiang Ming.

This Weibo post went completely unnoticed for the first ten minutes after it was published.

But soon, someone discovered it.

"Holy crap??????"

"Am I seeing things? Or is it just a coincidence of names?"

"The first few digits of the ID number match... from Jiangcheng..."

"I literally sat bolt upright in shock, like someone on their deathbed! The Raven God was on the plane too???"

This comment was like a trigger.

This screenshot began to spread at an alarming rate in various niche fan groups and chat groups.

An hour later, when the Ninth Bureau's network monitoring department realized what was happening, it was too late.

They banned the account "Eating melons until you're stuffed" as quickly as possible.

However, this behavior is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

"I got pinched! That means it's real!"

"This is blatant lies! What are the officials afraid of?"

"Oh my god, I can't bear to think about it, family, I really can't bear to think about it!"

That screenshot in the red box has been saved and forwarded hundreds of millions of times, just like a virus.

Amidst the frenzy of official narratives across the internet, an even larger-scale, grassroots "crime-solving" operation has begun.

Countless netizens have begun to spontaneously connect the previous "miracles" of "Raven God" with this "emergency landing miracle".

Raven.

A group of cats.

A withered tree comes back to life.

And, an airplane that disintegrated at an altitude of 10,000 meters, yet all the crew members survived.

An absurd, bizarre, yet logically rigorous conjecture that sends chills down one's spine simultaneously surfaced in the minds of countless people.

"So, there's no such thing as a hero crew..."

"Or rather, is there only one hero?"

"My God... if he really did it... then is he... even human?"