Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

Suddenly, a rare bolt of purple lightning tore through the rain, like a dragon's claw tearing the sky, illuminating the warehouse inside and out with a blinding white light.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening thunderclap boomed, as if it had exploded right overhead. The ground trembled slightly, and even the old tin roof of the warehouse hummed mournfully. Such intense thunderstorms were rare in Zhongzhou.

Su Wan leaned against the cold concrete pillar, the silver light at her fingertips flickering.

The commotion among the snakes had escalated into a chaotic battle. Dark purple figures rolled and grappled in the shadows, the sounds of fangs tearing flesh and scales scraping against each other barely masked by the thunder and torrential rain, yet still making her heart clench.

"It will take Lu Yu almost forty minutes to arrive..."

She subconsciously clenched her fingers, quickly calculating in her mind, "Dad and the others will only be eating for twenty minutes at most. If they realize I'm not here, they'll definitely come out to look for me. If they run into me, I'll be in big trouble."

She had to hold out until Lu Yu arrived, and she also had to keep the battlefield locked deep inside the warehouse, preventing any snake from escaping and her father and coworkers from discovering the place.

The power of spiritual communication coalesced once more. This time, Su Wan did not forcibly control a particular snake, but instead broke the power into countless tiny "emotional fragments."

Fear, hostility, and unease, like an invisible fog, permeated the air above the entire swarm of snakes.

The snake, already mentally confused due to the corruption of falsehoods, was instantly ignited by these amplified negative emotions.

She silently chanted to herself, "Make it as chaotic as possible, even more chaotic, so that they don't have a chance to escape."

A large, robust snake suddenly turned and lunged at its own kind, which was tearing at its companion, its fangs embedding themselves deeply into the creature's body.

The other snake, gripped by amplified fear, frantically tried to escape, only to stumble into the entanglement of two other snakes and be instantly drawn into the melee.

Several snakes, just as they were about to crawl out following the scent, were precisely implanted with the illusion that "there is a natural enemy behind them" by Su Wan, and suddenly turned around and roared at the empty shadow.

Fine beads of cold sweat trickled down Su Wan's forehead and down her cheeks.

"This is so exhausting..."

She could feel her soul being rubbed by sandpaper, and her temples throbbed.

"Hold on a little longer..."

She bit her lower lip, using the pain to barely steady her scattered mind. The silver light at her fingertips locked onto the swarm of snakes, like a rider pulling the reins tight in a gale, trying to maintain the chaos while keeping the battlefield firmly confined to the depths of the warehouse.

Another bolt of purple lightning struck, illuminating the thickest figure among the snakes.

It did not participate in the melee, but instead perched on top of the cargo container, its scarlet pupils fixed on the direction where Su Wan was hiding. Its tongue flickered, carrying a strong fishy smell, clearly indicating that it had sensed her presence.

"Damn it, we're being watched."

Su Wan's heart tightened, and she immediately gathered some of her scattered spiritual power, condensing it into a slender thread, which she precisely pierced into the consciousness of the thick snake.

Instead of implanting attack commands, it amplifies its aversion and anger towards the chaos, making it blame its own kind for the root of the disorder.

"hiss--!"

The thick snake let out a deafening roar, and its massive body suddenly shot out, pouncing on the snakes that were fighting most fiercely below.

Its attacks were swift and fierce; each bite of its fangs tore apart a snake's vital organs, instantly making the already chaotic battle even more out of control.

Su Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief; this was exactly the result she wanted.

But this brief moment of relaxation was quickly interrupted by reality. She glanced at her phone; almost 20 minutes had passed since she left the duty room, and her father and the others should have finished their meal soon.

"We must let them stay a little longer, at least until Lu Yu arrives."

She gritted her teeth and, taking advantage of the thunder's cover, quietly retreated, hugging the edge of the cargo box, step by step withdrawing from the depths of the warehouse. The silver light at her fingertips did not retract, maintaining a slight disturbance to the snakes, preventing them from rushing out of the warehouse while she was away.

The dampness in the warehouse had already soaked through her clothes, and a chill crept up her spine. The oppressive feeling brought by the lightning made her shiver involuntarily.

But she didn't bother wiping her face and hurried towards the duty room. The moment she pushed open the door, the aroma of food and the warm air rushed out, a stark contrast to the coldness of the warehouse.

"Xiao Wan, where have you been? Come over and have some more!"

When Su Jianjun saw her come in, he immediately waved to her, his face full of concern, "It's raining so hard outside, and there's such loud thunder, don't run around."

Several coworkers echoed this sentiment, their bowls still containing some food, clearly enjoying their meal, though their brows betrayed their exhaustion.

They had worked hard all morning and then been soaked in the rain for half a day; they were exhausted.

Su Wan forced a gentle smile, suppressing her exhaustion. A silver glint subtly flowed from her fingertips, seeping into everyone's hearts as she spoke: "Dad, Uncle Wang, I just went outside to check. The rain is not only heavy, but there's also thunder. It's too dangerous."

She deliberately amplified the weariness between their brows, her spiritual power brushing over their consciousness like a soft feather: "You've all worked all day and gotten soaked in the rain, you must be exhausted. Why don't you take this opportunity to eat and drink your fill and take a nap, then come back to work when the rain subsides and the thunder stops? I just saw there are beds and dry towels in the duty room, perfect for drying off and resting for a while, safety first."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another clap of thunder rang out, shaking the windowpanes and making the rain outside seem to intensify.

Su Jianjun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a wave of fatigue wash over him. The warmth from the hot meal his daughter had brought him had faded, and the aches and pains from long hours of work combined with the chill from being in the rain, along with the risks of a thunderstorm, made him really want to rest.

"Xiao Wan is right."

Old Wang, a fellow worker, put down his chopsticks and rubbed his back. "This thunder is terrifying, it's really unsafe. I'd better take a nap and wait for the rain to stop before doing anything else. If I fall or get struck by lightning, it'll be a huge loss."

The other workers nodded in agreement, clearly swayed by Su Wan's words and the unusually severe weather.

Su Wan pressed her advantage, picking up an old quilt from the corner and handing it to them: "There are two beds in the duty room, take turns lying down for a while. I'll call you when the rain gets lighter."

As she spoke, she subtly used her psychic powers to soothe everyone's emotions, helping them relax more quickly and stop worrying about their work outside.

The psychic power continued to guide them, amplifying their feelings of fullness and relaxation, and no one suggested going out to work immediately anymore.

Looking at his daughter's sensible appearance, Su Jianjun felt a warmth in his heart. He assumed she was just worried about him and nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to my daughter and rest for a while before continuing."

Su Wan sat on a chair in the corner, seemingly talking to her father, but the silver light at her fingertips never ceased. She left a faint soothing force on the edge of everyone's consciousness, allowing them to sleep peacefully without being awakened by the occasional faint sounds coming from the direction of the warehouse, or easily disturbed by the thunder outside.

After everyone had fallen asleep leaning against the headboard or chairs and their breathing had become steady, Su Wan quietly got up and gently closed the door.

The thunder outside continued to rumble, and bolts of lightning flashed one after another; the torrential rain showed no signs of abating.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and walked back into the depths of the warehouse.

As soon as they approached the warehouse entrance, they heard even more intense hissing and fighting sounds coming from inside.

She strode in, and the silver light at her fingertips instantly surged.

The snakes' melee had reached a fever pitch. The thickest snake had killed two of its kind, and the remaining snakes were either tearing each other apart or cowering in a corner, trembling with fear.

But Su Wan's face grew paler and paler, and the continuous drain on her spiritual energy made her feel dizzy.