219: She...she managed to escape.

Lei Jun didn't look back. "Go back and sit down. Fasten your seatbelts."

"President Lei, we all know the situation," Qin Yu said. "Sister Zhao Ya told us. In this kind of weather... there's no way."

Lei Jun was stunned for a moment.

Lin Xiaoya sobbed, "Sister Lei, we don't blame you. It's just our bad luck..."

Teacher Tony had even lost his habit of holding his fingers in a delicate orchid pose. With reddened eyes, he said, "Muse, meeting you has been the greatest luck of my life. It's just a pity I won't be able to style your hair anymore."

Su Qing said gently, "Miss Lei, thank you for taking care of us all this time."

Lei Jun finally turned her head and glanced at them.

At that moment, everyone saw that there was no panic or despair in her eyes, only a deep focus and... a barely perceptible hint of contemplation.

What was she thinking?

Lei Jun was indeed thinking.

The [God-level Aircraft Piloting Skill] provided by the system included the "ability to handle various complex weather conditions and emergencies."

She had been attempting conventional maneuvers just now, but the situation was indeed tricky.

The wind shear was too strong, the lightning too dense, and visibility was nearly zero.

But a God-level skill... should be more than just this.

Her brain worked at high speed, recalling every word in the skill description.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: In extreme weather, conventional operations are actually dangerous; counter-intuitive maneuvers are required.

"Everyone, go back to your seats," Lei Jun's voice was surprisingly calm. "It's not time to give up yet."

Qin Yu gave a bitter smile. "Sister Lei, stop trying to comfort us. Sister Zhao Ya already said that in this kind of weather..."

"Zhao Ya said most pilots can't do it," Lei Jun interrupted him. "But maybe, I can try."

Zhao Ya shook her head. "President Lei, I know your skills are good, but this isn't a problem that can be solved just by having good skills. This is the power of nature; humans can't fight against it."

"Sit down." Lei Jun said only those two words, then turned back, her hands tightening around the control yoke once more.

Her gaze changed.

If it was focus before, now it was a kind of resolute calmness.

In the cabin, everyone looked at each other, but they still stumbled back to their seats and fastened their seatbelts.

"Sister Lei still wants to struggle a bit more," Qin Yu whispered.

Teacher Tony closed his eyes. "Let Muse try. Either way... it's the same."

Lin Xiaoya gripped the armrest tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Zhao Ya looked at Lei Jun's back, her heart filled with complex emotions.

She admired Lei Jun's courage, but she also knew this might be in vain.

When she was in the Special Forces, she had learned a saying: Acknowledging a reality that cannot be changed is also a form of courage.

But Lei Jun clearly didn't think so.

Inside the cockpit, Lei Jun took a deep breath.

She did something that would make anyone who understood flying scream, "Madman!"

Instead of trying to climb or descend to escape the storm, she adjusted the heading and cut toward the side of the strongest echo zone shown on the radar.

"What is she doing?" Zhao Ya stared out the window. "In that direction... the thunderstorm is even stronger!"

Just as she finished speaking, the plane plunged into a cloud of almost total darkness.

Lightning exploded all around them, as if they were in hell.

But strangely, the turbulence actually eased up a bit.

Lei Jun knew why.

There are relatively stable "channels" within Supercell Thunderstorms, but this requires extremely precise judgment and operation; the slightest deviation would lead to certain doom.

Her hands were terrifyingly steady, every micro-adjustment perfectly timed. The data on the dashboard jumped frantically, but she could react with just a glance.

Suddenly, a massive bolt of lightning appeared ahead, striking directly toward them!

"Watch out!" Qin Yu cried out.

Lei Jun slammed the stick to the left, and the plane performed a violent roll. The lightning grazed past the right wing. Everyone was tossed around until they were dizzy and disoriented, but miraculously, the plane did not lose control.

"She... she evaded it?" Teacher Tony was in disbelief.

Zhao Ya's eyes widened.

That reaction speed, that operational precision... this could no longer be described as just "good skills."

The sweat on Lei Jun's forehead increased, but her eyes remained clear.

She could feel the plane struggling in the airflow and hear the sound of every part of the structure bearing the pressure.

God-level piloting skill was not just mastery of operation, but also a kind of "perception" of the aircraft itself.

She began to perform a series of complex maneuvers: sometimes letting the plane glide with the airflow, sometimes forcing a posture adjustment against it. Every move seemed risky, but each one perfectly avoided the most dangerous areas.

"She's utilizing the airflow," Zhao Ya muttered. "How is that possible... this requires an extraordinary perception of the air currents."

Minutes and seconds ticked by.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

The plane was still shaking, and the lightning was still raging, but everyone felt a subtle change: the plane seemed... a bit more stable. It wasn't that the turbulence had stopped, but rather it had become a regular, controllable turbulence.

Lei Jun looked ahead; the clouds seemed to be thinning.

"Preparing to exit the clouds," she said.

In the cabin, everyone held their breath.

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced the darkness.

It was sunlight!

The plane broke through the clouds and returned to the blue sky. Below were still rolling dark clouds, but above, the sky was clear for ten thousand miles.

"We... we're out?" Lin Xiaoya couldn't believe it.

Qin Yu clung to the porthole. "Really! We're out! The sun! I see the sun!"

Teacher Tony slumped in his seat, his hand over his chest. "Oh My God... Oh My God... I'm alive..."

Zhao Ya was completely shocked.

She looked at Lei Jun's back in the cockpit—the woman who had just completed an almost impossible maneuver was now gently adjusting the heading to return the plane to steady flight.

This wasn't luck.

This definitely wasn't luck.

This was skill!

Skill that transcended her scope of understanding!

Qin Yu suddenly jumped up, grabbed the Suicide Note on the floor, and with a "rip," tore it in half, then tore it again until it was in shreds.

"To hell with the Suicide Note! Sister Lei is incredible! Long live Sister Lei!" He was so excited he was incoherent.

Lin Xiaoya cried again, this time with tears of joy.

Su Qing and Su Ya hugged each other and wept.

Teacher Tony began to fix his hair again. Although his hands were still shaking, his fingers were already posed in that delicate orchid shape. "Muse! You really are my Muse! You're an angel! A goddess!"

Lei Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Those ten-plus minutes just now had consumed a great deal of her energy.

She adjusted the communication frequency. "Tower, this is private flight... We have cleared the storm zone and request to proceed to Sanya."

After a brief silence, a response came from the tower, the voice filled with surprise: "...Received. Please report the aircraft's status."

"Everything is normal," Lei Jun said.

In the cabin, everyone had fallen into a state of ecstasy.

Qin Yu rushed to the cockpit door. "Sister Lei! You're so amazing! How did you do it?"

Lei Jun smiled. "Just good luck."