New Order Plan

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw very clearly the electric arcs dancing on Jiang Qingshan's body.

Do not!

This is impossible!

The monster looked terrified, its mind seemingly blank.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Qingshan clenched a ball of lightning in his right hand and slammed it hard into the monster's chest.

boom!

Lightning exploded on the monster, releasing a powerful current that instantly paralyzed and stiffened it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Qingshan broke free, twisted the monster's arm, pressed his knee against its waist, locked its throat from behind, and snapped its neck with a crack.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without any unnecessary actions.

A moment later, he released his grip, and the monster fell to the ground like a rag doll, splashing water everywhere.

The electric arcs danced merrily in the steam. Jiang Qingshan, panting heavily, slumped onto the monster's back, his body emitting white smoke and a burnt smell.

The electric current caused his muscles to burn and his hands and feet to go numb.

Fortunately, it was bearable, but this catastrophic variant was different; it would suffer double the damage from electric abilities.

Even if he didn't break his neck, he'd probably still be in mortal danger.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingshan patted the other person's head and muttered, "Senior is old, but not incapable."

"Old ginger is spicier."

"You're so polite even after killing someone. You'll be reborn into a better family in your next life. This line of work isn't for you."

"No, who the hell is your senior? I'm a human, not a monster."

Jiang Qingshan took out a cigarette from his coat, lit it with an electric arc, and took two big puffs.

These are cigarettes that the old worker gave me this morning. They're the cheapest kind, and they're a bit pungent and irritating.

The rain subsided after a short while.

Jiang Qingshan wanted to contact Xiao Tian, ​​but found that the spare phone he had just changed last night had been damaged by electricity again.

Left with no other option, I went to the convenience store at the entrance of the alley to borrow a phone.

He didn't want to expose his unique abilities, so he had to get Xiao Tian to come and clean up the mess as soon as possible.

A mentalist has used an electric ability; if word gets out, that would be quite a scandal.

Tomorrow, it will either be on the news headlines or in the research center's physical slides.

He didn't care, but Xiao Tian definitely wouldn't agree.

After making the call, Jiang Qingshan returned to the monster's corpse.

Just then, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the entire alleyway suddenly brightened up.

The unpredictable weather left Jiang Qingshan somewhat bewildered.

Every time I fight this monster, then...

and many more.

wrong.

A bolt of lightning struck Jiang Qingshan's mind, and fragments of information quickly connected and combined.

He stared blankly at the monster's corpse, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips.

Xiao Tian previously mentioned that it was also a rainy day when the first team of adaptors fought against this catastrophic variant.

Could it be that this monster is affecting the weather?!

Jiang Qingshan couldn't help but look up and glance around a few times.

The sky was clear and blue, and the sunlight was growing stronger.

He kept denying and affirming his bold guesses.

If that's the case, then this Cataclysm is far more than just ordinary.

Since the beginning of the Cataclysmic Era, the number of individuals within the United Government who have awakened the ability to alter the weather can probably be counted on two hands.

This kind of superpower is extremely rare, even less likely than winning five million in the lottery.

After all, lotteries can be manipulated, but awakening weather powers depends entirely on luck and chance.

If it exists, it exists; if it doesn't, it doesn't.

Jiang Qingshan took a deep drag on his cigarette, suppressing his excitement and exhilaration.

If it were anyone else, they could only feel envious and sigh, but he's different.

He has a symbiotic contract!

Jiang Qingshan's burning gaze fell on the monster, his expression somewhat hesitant.

He couldn't be sure if his guess was correct.

What if I guess wrong?

Most importantly, the monster is dead.

If you sign a symbiotic contract with the other party, will he suddenly die?

Or perhaps...

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingshan shuddered, and the cigarette butt in his hand quietly fell to the ground.

His eyes flickered uncertainly, his heart churning with turmoil.

Or what if the other party comes back to life?

He had never considered this possibility.

Would it work to make a contract with a dead monster?

Jiang Qingshan fell into deep thought and smoked the entire pack of cigarettes.

After a moment, he stomped out the cigarette butt on the ground and decided to take a gamble.

At times like these, he chooses to believe in himself.

Because he is the one who controls the symbiotic contract.

Jiang Qingshan picked up a piece of gravel, squatted down next to the monster, carved the contract terms on the cement ground, and signed his name below.

He then shoved the stone into the monster's hand, and just as he was about to squeeze the monster's hand to sign it, he suddenly realized that he didn't even know what the monster's name was.

Jiang Qingshan scratched his head, searched the monster's body, and found its cell phone.

Fortunately, it wasn't damaged by electricity and is still usable.

He opened the chat software and saw an unread message.

Note: Dad.

Jiang Qingshan's breath hitched, and his eyes showed some surprise.

This guy... is actually a human who has turned into a monster.

He sighed with some regret, then opened the chat box.

Son, I've asked a friend to see if he can get you a good job at a big company. I'll call you when I hear anything.

[You look quite handsome in a suit. Remember to eat on time and don't make friends indiscriminately.]

Jiang Qingshan frowned and scrolled up through the history.

About two weeks ago, I posted a selfie.

A waiter in a suit and bow tie stood at the entrance of the coffee shop with a standard smile on his face.

Jiang Qingshan paused, as if he had thought of something, and his expression quickly turned somber.

It can't be that much of a coincidence!

He glanced at the cigarette butts at his feet, his heart skipped a beat, and his fingers trembled as he closed the chat window.

The planned area is both very large and very small.

He remained silent for a moment, and finally found the other party's name in the shopping app: Ye Wan'an.

He gripped his phone, his gaze sweeping over the somewhat ferocious and terrifying ape head, his feelings a mix of emotions.

Pity.

Jiang Qingshan sighed, took Ye Wan'an's hand, and engraved his name on the contract on the ground.

In an instant, the words on the ground lit up with a faint light and began to flicker as if breathing.

Immediately afterwards, a brand new power burst forth in Jiang Qingshan's mind.

The sounds of wind and rain intertwined and surged in my ears.

The floodwaters and waves surged and roared before my eyes.

A short while later, all these sounds and images disappeared at the same time.

The flickering text on the ground gradually twisted and changed, eventually revealing new content.

[Weather Ability: Rain]

[When it rains, the power of the superpower doubles, and the speed is greatly increased.]

[Water-based abilities: Water Blade, Water Bubble]

Jiang Qingshan's eyes lit up.

Bet right.

It really is a weather superpower!

The power of supernatural abilities doubles on rainy days, no wonder Ye Wan'an could make Xiao Tian suffer.

Jiang Qingshan looked enlightened and wiped his sweat with a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, he didn't die suddenly.

There seemed to be nothing else unusual.

This gave him a new understanding of his own abilities.

The object of a symbiotic contract does not necessarily have to be a living person.

He stood up, opened his left hand, and focused his mind to slowly condense a ball of water in his palm.

In an instant, the sky was filled with wind and clouds.

Jiang Qingshan tilted his head back, a hearty smile spreading across his face.

Dark clouds obscured the sun, accompanied by a flash of lightning, and a muffled rumble of thunder echoed in the distance.

Ye Wan'an, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

His unfocused pupils were filled with confusion.