One person: Go talk to my Rumble-Rumble Fruit!

But their bodies were like solidified amber, unable to move even their fingers! Immense fear gripped their hearts!

.........

Just then, a loud roar rang out!

"Lin Shen! Stop—!!!"

Zhao Fangxu's roar was as faint as a mosquito's buzz amidst the oppressive force of heaven and earth. He lunged forward against the gale that tore at his skin, his leather shoes scraping sparks from the glassy ground.

A blue-white arc of electricity suddenly exploded three inches in front of his toes, and the high-temperature lava instantly solidified into a warning boundary marker.

Zhao Fangxu was forced to stop at the edge of the danger zone, his suit torn to shreds by static electricity.

He wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, using all the political wisdom he had ever possessed to weave together language:

"The Binhai Experimental Primary School is 1.2 kilometers east of that shipyard! There are currently 217 children participating in extracurricular activities there!"

His trembling finger pointed below the lightning ball. "Your lightning annihilation radius is over 800 meters! The shockwave will overturn school buses! Glass shards will pierce their eyes like bullets."

"The Wang family controls 37% of the underground supply routes in North China!" Zhao Fangxu loosened his tie, revealing the veins in his neck. "If you wipe out the entire family today, tomorrow drugs, weapons, and human trafficking will flood into this vacuum like maggots!"

He suddenly unfolded his phone's projector, the red light outlining a complex network of forces: "Look closely! The 'Ghost Blade Society' of Hebei, the 'Earth Dragon Gang' of Shanxi... the fangs of these jackals are already pressed against the throat of Tianjin!"

Lin Shen said calmly, "I don't care."

"I won't be affected by the primary school."

"Anyone who dares to covet North China will first taste my thunder and lightning."

"Are they afraid of the Wang family?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Zhao Fangxu felt utterly hopeless.

When individual power overrides collective rules, all weighing of pros and cons becomes dust in a storm.

.......

At the same time, the entire city of Tianjin was in a state of panic.

At 23:08, the Tianjin night sky suddenly collapsed. The neon lights reflected in the Haihe River were swallowed by the inky vortex, and a faint groan, like the ribs of a giant beast breaking, came from the depths of the clouds.

In an open-air café on Binjiang Road Pedestrian Street, white-collar worker Chen Wei's latte rippled with intense waves. She looked up and saw a giant eye formed by billions of lightning snakes opening in the center of a cloud vortex, with molten platinum flowing deep within its pupil.

"Did the satellite launch fireworks?"

The drunkard at the next table abruptly stopped laughing—a branching crack suddenly appeared on the sapphire crystal of his watch, and blood beads with a rusty smell seeped from the depths of the crack.

The glass curtain walls of the entire street hummed simultaneously, reflecting millions of faces distorted by fear, like a shattered mirror reflecting the myriad aspects of human life.

At 23:11, the entire city was gripped by electronic epilepsy.

The giant advertising screen on Nanjing Road exploded into snowflakes, and the smiling face of a top celebrity was torn into jumping thunderbolts.

At 23:15, the liquid lightning ball began to draw electricity from the city, and the skyscrapers went out one by one like candles being blown out.

On the roof of the century-old library on Munan Road, Li Mubai, a returned overseas Chinese, pressed down hard on the trembling Shang and Zhou dynasty thunder-patterned wine cup.

A bronze artifact warms in the palm of your hand, its body adorned with taotie patterns that move and recombine, revealing a miniature scene of the Wangjia Yinshanwei being vaporized.

This bronze mirror can display scenes of the future!

“So our ancestors had foreseen this all along…” His scalding tears dripped onto the bronze artifact, steaming into white vapor. “This isn’t a natural disaster… it’s divine punishment!”

Li Mubai stared intently at the figure in the clouds.

This is not human, this is a god!!!

.......

Lin Shen glanced at Zhao Fangxu, then swung his arms down!

The liquid lightning ball fell silently!

The instant it touched the dock floor, it didn't explode, but rather... an extreme annihilation and purification!

A blinding white light engulfed everything!

The rusted gantry crane, the piled-up containers, the wrecked ship hull, along with the frantically running "Shadow Shielding Device" and the core black jade...

All matter, upon contact with the edge of the lightning ball, instantly decomposes into its most primitive particles!

Not even a wisp of smoke rose!

The twelve members of "Black Reef" were like dust thrown into the core of a star, instantly vaporized in pure light and heat!

Not even a trace of ash remained!

The lightning sphere continued to expand, transforming the entire Third Dock area into a "Lightning Pool Pure Land"—an absolutely pure land flowing with liquid plasma and exuding both holiness and destruction!

The seawater was instantly evaporated and vaporized, revealing the dry and scorching seabed!

Absolute silence. No sound can describe this ultimate annihilation.

The wind had stopped sometime earlier.

The thick, leaden clouds that had enveloped the city were completely swept away by the terrifying energy released in the final blow!

The cool, clear light of the stars and moon.

It fell without hindrance, illuminating the ravaged city.

Under the moonlight, Lin Shen still stood atop the Tianxia Building, his blue robe as clean as new, and the tiny arcs of electricity that had been dancing around him gently disappeared.

He looked down at the devastated city of Tianjin, now eerily silent.

From the direction of the Jin Ding Building, the mournful sirens of fire trucks and ambulances could be faintly heard.

In the direction of the logistics park, towering flames and billowing smoke distorted the moonlight.

Molten metal dripped from the direction of the signal tower, making a hissing sound, like a dying sob.

In the direction of the shipyard... all that remains is a terrifying crater, huge, smooth, bottomless, with dark red lava flowing along its edges and residual electric sparks flickering inside, like a scar on the earth, silently telling of the lingering power of divine wrath.

The Wang family, having cultivated for decades with countless efforts, possessed all their elite forces, enough to overturn the entire region, along with their meticulously laid traps and secret treasures...

In less than ten minutes,

Without leaving a trace...

From a physical perspective,

Lin Shen's gaze swept calmly over this "pure land" he had created with his own hands, his eyes as deep and unwavering as the ancient starry sky. He slightly raised his head and looked up at the boundless starry sky.

"It's clean."

A whisper, carried away by the wind, vanished in the cold moonlight.

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Chapter 102 A Small Act of Willfulness Regarding Power

We live in the internet age.

The internet is developing rapidly.

Lin Shen recklessly unleashed his lightning magic, destroying the Wang family. But now, Zhao Fangxu is in trouble.

Online, there are many discussions about "Tianjin Thor".

Zhao Fangxu was watching Douyin (TikTok).

A 9-second video posted by Douyin user @津门钓叟 has gone viral. The camera shakes violently, and deep within the swirling leaden clouds, a human-shaped silhouette is faintly visible at the heart of a thunderstorm.

The copywriting consists of only four words: "The Thunder God manifests."

........

At 19:30, during a live stream by an e-sports streamer, the camera suddenly switched to this video, and millions of viewers witnessed the afterimage of a person in a blue shirt fluttering in the thunderstorm.

..........

At 19:41, under the Weibo hashtag #TianjinThorGod#, an eyewitness emerged: "That person was drawing lightning with his fingertips! My dashcam captured it!"

When the red light from the internet monitoring department of NaDuTong went off, this ghostly video had already multiplied into millions of digital clones. Five related terms appeared in the top ten trending topics on Weibo, and the Douyin local page showed a thunderstorm every three scrolls.

.......

Zhao Fangxu remained silent for a moment.

Dial that number.

"Lin... Leader, have you seen the news about Tianjin online?"

"That's right, it's a thunderstorm."

"It's Lin Shen; this is a difficult situation for us to handle."

"The rest is manageable, but the online public opinion..."

"Okay, thank you for your help, boss."

.........

The chief engineer of Douyin (TikTok's Chinese version) was sweating profusely as he looked at the live monitoring screen: 1943 videos were disappearing every second, but the server logs showed "content does not exist."

A college student was backing up videos in his dorm room using the IPFS protocol when the hard drive suddenly emitted an electric arc, burning through the bed frame.

The most troublesome issue was the repeated resurrection of a TikTok account with 10,000 followers on an overseas platform, until Xu Si dialed an encrypted number: "Hello? Is the industrial park in northern Myanmar short of fiber optic splicers lately?"

........

That's right, Zhao Fangxu did make a phone call to Lin Shen's father, Lin Yuliang.

Lin Yuliang will use his influence to make the online public opinion disappear.

However, Zhao Fangxu also needed to go to the meteorological bureau to "refute the rumors".

At 21:03, the CCTV live broadcast signal switched to the Municipal Meteorological Bureau.

Zhao Fangxu stood before the "Ball Lightning Science Popularization Exhibition Board," his suit concealing the excruciating pain of a fractured kneecap. His glasses reflected the cold light of the teleprompter, his voice as steady as steel frozen for thirty years:

"The National Lightning Protection Center has confirmed that this severe convective weather event has resulted in a rare supercell thunderstorm cloud."

Behind them, a large screen displays processed radar echo images, with cloud structures labeled with terms such as "ice crystal collision zone" and "charge separation zone." The so-called human-shaped light and shadow is the phenomenon of ice crystals in the clouds refracting the lights of Haihe River.