311: Chapter 311 Wildfire Cannot Burn Out

On the west coast of the Indo-Pacific Ocean, in the village of Singari, it was 1:17 AM.

The weather was sultry.

The old farmer, Ragu, tossed and turned in a daze, the bed frame creaking. Sleeping on a wooden board nearly five meters wide beneath him were the ten members of Ragu's family; children's babbling mixed with snoring, all sleeping in the humid air.

The village of Singari lived in harmony and peace, relying on farming and some local specialties.

For some reason, Ragu felt uneasy tonight and woke up suddenly from his dream. He had just dreamt of his first wife, who had passed away many years ago. Ragu felt she was the most beautiful of all his wives, and she had once had the largest backside in the village.

Back then, Ragu had gone to great lengths to win her over.

Unfortunately, she fell ill and passed away.

Just then, a flash of light streaked by outside, illuminating the room for an instant.

"Was that thunder?" Ragu thought, and sure enough, thunder followed; he understood that pattern.

Sure enough, almost the next second, a heaven-shaking roar erupted outside. Ragu had never heard such loud thunder. It wasn't just Ragu's entire family who were awakened; the entire village of Singari was as well.

Then, the Impact arriving from afar blew the roofs off the entire village, ravaging everything around it.

The sky lit up again.

The villagers of Singari widened their eyes as they saw the fire clouds on the distant horizon; it seemed as if a God was raging there, and the air became scorching hot.

"It is the Fire God, the Fire God is angry!"

Ragu shouted in terror, kneeling on the ground and bowing repeatedly towards the distance, and his family followed suit.

Soon, the village priest gathered the villagers in the center. The original God Tree here had been snapped at the waist. The villagers lit torches and knelt in a group around the God Tree.

The priest raised his hands high and said loudly to the villagers: "The Fire God Agni is enraged; we have offended the sanctity. Only by praying with sincerity can we seek forgiveness."

The whole village began to chant unknown prayers.

The priest picked up a bowl of milk, walked around the God Tree stump three times, muttering words, and then slowly poured the milk onto the trunk. "With this pure milk, we offer tribute to the Fire God. We beseech you to extinguish your anger and forgive our sins..."

The villagers prayed aloud in unison, "Great Fire God, please forgive our sins!"

At this moment, the earth vibrated, as if something was rolling in. A sharp-eyed villager was the first to see the flood surging in the darkness and immediately shouted in terror, "Water! A flood is coming!"

Immediately, the villagers fled in all directions like startled birds and beasts.

"The Water God is angry, run!"

"Quick, head to the mountains!"

Ragu also took his family and quickly left the village, running towards the mountains. He did not understand; they were clearly far from the coast, so how could such a massive flood occur?

Only the priest remained standing there. The seawater had already submerged his calves, but he did not leave, still waving his hands high.

"Incarnation of Lord Shiva, Varuna, Lord of Water, the Fire God's anger has not yet subsided, and your punishment follows. It must be that our sins are heavy. Let my life be used to alleviate your anger..."

A wave crashed over, and the priest was gone.

Outside, no one knew of the encounter in Singari village at this moment. Under the heaven-shaking strike of the Third-Party Technology Space-Based Weapons, everyone was stunned.

Global military command centers, heads of state offices, and strategic Research Institute were all silenced by the destructive images of the island being wiped away and the resulting tsunami.

In the face of this shot, even nuclear bombs were just toys for children.

The Third-Party Technology livestream was still on. The footage of the island had been cut away, and the magnificent Sun Disc space station continued to operate steadily along its orbit.

If not for the menacing muzzle surrounded by electric currents still being there, it would have seemed as if that earth-shattering strike just now was merely a realistic movie.

"Didn't this company say a few days ago that they were the Guardian of our human civilization and would lead us to a better future?" Someone typed this sentence tremblingly.

This bullet comment drifted lonely across the screen like a stone thrown into a stagnant pool. After a brief silence, the livestream was completely ignited.

"Awesome!!"

"I had a feeling the power would be great, but I didn't expect it to be this big!"

"OH my God! I can't believe my eyes. That island was just wiped out. Is this a weapon humans can possess? I've only seen it in sci-fi movies!"

"I'm in the bathroom, I was so shocked just now that I cut my poop off; now I can't get it out at all."

"Allah, please protect the World."

"Fortunately, this island was uninhabited. If there were people, not even ash would be left."

"I have a feeling this war won't happen, unless these countries are willing to take a shot like that..."

The dense text in the livestream washed over like a waterfall. Exclamations and fear in different languages intertwined, and the entire World was shocked by this experiment by the Third-Party Technology Company.

But this was not the end. The Sun Disc space station operated in orbit, as if the heaven-shaking strike just now was merely a warm-up. Under the gaze of the whole World, the menacing muzzle lit up again with a deep blue energy-charging glow, and it fired that terrifying projectile consecutively at two uninhabited sea areas. Finally, it even slowly rotated its muzzle and fired a shot at the Moon.

Today, the World is destined to be sleepless.

President TP posted late at night, "I swear to God, everything is a misunderstanding. My friends, the U.S. fleet was just going to the Indo-Pacific Ocean to fish. This is a very normal thing; we didn't intend to do anything. In fact, Third-Party Technology is the best friend of the U.S., as you know, we even cooperated to produce medicine..." Statements like this were similar for other countries.

——Civilization Science City, Lin Fang nodded with satisfaction as he watched the power of the Electromagnetic Railgun. There are many things that force cannot solve, but force can also solve many things, even if it is just displayed there.

[Boss, they have all withdrawn their troops.]

Lin Fang was not surprised by this result. In fact, even if these allied fleets came near Civilization Science City, Lin Fang would not be moved. Now, Third-Party Technology already had the capability to completely crush the military of any country. Whether it was high-end aircraft carrier fleets and intercontinental missiles, or low-end conventional troops and border defense lines, the company had absolutely overwhelming technology and force.

However, once a full-scale war is truly ignited, it would inevitably plant hidden dangers for the real World. Even if Lin Fang made the whole World submit to him with force, apart from gaining a bunch of rebels and causing human civilization to suffer heavy damage and fall into endless internal friction, it would not have much meaning, and it would also violate his original intention when establishing the company.

Times are different now; the awakened human spirit of resistance is like wild grass—no matter how it is burned, it will still exist, and it is worthy of praise. High buildings are not built in a day. Lin Fang clicked his tongue and faded into the darkness.