33: Everyone survived! The official roster revealed the true identity of the Raven God.

At the same time, the first batch of search and rescue team members were trudging through the muddy mountain roads, one deep step after another.

The beams of tactical flashlights swayed in the dark woods, piercing through the thick night mist.

"Captain, look ahead!"

One team member stopped and pointed forward.

Everyone's light beams converged on a single spot. A dense, primeval jungle that absolutely did not belong to this season stood across their path.

The vines were thick, and shrubs grew in profusion; every leaf was a shiny, brilliant green, as if they were glowing.

The air was filled with a rich, fresh scent of vegetation. Taking a breath made one's lungs feel an unusual sense of refreshment.

"The oxygen concentration meter is alarming! The oxygen level here exceeds 28%!"

"This place... something's not right."

The captain suppressed the shock and suspicion in his heart and activated the rotors of a personal drone.

Buzz.

Equipped with an infrared camera, the drone ascended, transmitting real-time footage back to his handheld tactical tablet.

On the screen, right in the center of this eerie jungle, lay a massive silver-white metal tube printed with a blue airline logo.

The fuselage number: Flight CA4527.

As the image zoomed in, the full view of the jungle became even clearer.

All the plants exhibited a radial growth pattern, originating from the cabin and spreading outward.

The ground directly beneath the cabin was an immeasurably thick green cushion woven from countless plants.

"Found it!" the captain growled into his encrypted communicator. "The main fuselage is intact! Repeat, the main fuselage is intact!"

He led his team as they struggled through the wildly growing vegetation to reach the cabin.

Screech—

The cabin door was manually opened from the inside.

The light beams simultaneously shone toward the doorway.

A flight attendant in uniform walked out. Her uniform was a bit disheveled, but she was uninjured.

Behind her, passengers emerged one by one, quietly and in an orderly fashion.

One hundred and fifty-seven passengers and crew members all walked out; no one was injured.

They automatically stood in the open space beside the cabin, and everyone subconsciously turned around to look back at the door.

Finally, a young man stepped out from the cabin door.

Jiang Ming.

His face was somewhat pale, and his breathing was slightly unsteady, but he still stood tall and straight.

His calm gaze swept over all the search and rescue team members present.

The rescue captain felt his throat go dry.

He raised his communicator and reported to the command center far away in the capital with a trembling voice.

"Reporting... reporting to Command Center... Flight CA4527, all survived."

"The scene... the scene cannot be explained by science."

Several medical personnel with the team immediately rushed forward pushing stretchers.

"Sir, you need an examination!"

A stretcher was presented to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming did not refuse; he calmly lay down... Ninth Bureau, temporary command center.

When Chen Jianguo heard the report from the communicator, he froze in place.

Everyone survived.

Cannot be explained by science.

Coming back to his senses, Chen Jianguo picked up the main communication microphone.

"Listen to my orders!"

"First, establish a highest-level military exclusion zone immediately within a ten-kilometer radius of the incident site. No one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"Second, activate Level-A information control protocols and cut off all external non-encrypted communications at the scene!"

"Third, mobilize the nearest Air Force transport plane to 'invite' target a-001 to the intensive care ward of the Yuzhang Military Region General Hospital with the highest honors! All contact personnel must be our own people!"

"The other passengers are to be transferred simultaneously and settled separately!"

...4:00 AM.

A massive military transport plane landed at a heavily guarded military base on the outskirts of Yuzhang City.

On board were all the survivors of Flight CA4527.

They were quickly separated and taken into individual rooms.

Civilian staff and psychological experts from the Ninth Bureau had been waiting for a long time.

An unprecedented, large-scale confidential debriefing began.

Every passenger and crew member had to sign a dozens-of-pages-long 'National Highest Security Confidentiality Agreement'.

The core content of the agreement had only one point: forget everything you saw on the plane.

To the public, the authorities would release a unified narrative.

After the plane was struck by lightning, under the extreme control of the heroic crew, it successfully made an emergency landing in a valley with unique soft-soil terrain, and everyone miraculously survived.

It was a perfect story, full of positive energy and heroism.

As for that forest that shouldn't exist, that black sun suspended in the void, and that young man who saved the entire plane single-handedly... they would all become sealed, top-secret information... Meanwhile.

Jiang Ming was placed alone in an intensive care ward at the base hospital.

Outside the door were two guards armed with live ammunition.

6:00 AM.

A special plane arrived at the base from the capital.

Chen Jianguo stepped off the plane, his face showing the exhaustion of a sleepless night, and walked straight toward that intensive care ward.

He pushed the door open.

He had expected Jiang Ming to be lying in bed, in a state of weakness after total exhaustion.

However, inside the ward, Jiang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

His breathing was steady and long, his pale complexion had returned to a healthy glow, and his entire being radiated an aura that was more reserved than before, yet also more unfathomable.

Chen Jianguo's heart was once again overturned.

After such terrifying consumption, he could recover to his original state in just a few hours?

What on earth was he? Was his physical structure the same as a human's?

Countless questions swirled in Chen Jianguo's mind.

But in the end, he just walked forward, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Chen Jianguo looked at the young man before him, who only seemed slightly tired, and took the initiative to speak, his voice somewhat dry.

This was the first time the authorities, in a direct encounter, acknowledged the "abnormality" of Jiang Ming's actions.

"How... are you? Are you alright?"

Jiang Ming opened his eyes and looked at him calmly.

"I'm fine."

He moved his wrists slightly.

"My abilities have improved again."

...The online world.

After enduring more than ten hours of panic, speculation, and waiting, all netizens finally received the official final report.

At exactly 10:00 PM, dozens of official verified accounts, including the Civil Aviation Administration of China and CCTV News, simultaneously released a message.

#Everyone on CA4527 Survived#

These few words instantly set the entire internet ablaze.

The report was concise yet shocking: The missing Flight CA4527, under the heroic operation of the crew, successfully made an emergency landing in the mountainous area of northern Yuzhang. All 158 people on board survived, with only a few individuals suffering minor scratches.

This news instantly topped the trending searches on all platforms, followed by a deep red "Explosive" tag.

The comment section surpassed a million posts within just a few minutes.

"Holy crap! A miracle! This is absolutely a miracle in aviation history!"

"Heroic crew! Everyone, stand up! It wouldn't make sense not to hold a commendation meeting for this!"

"I'm crying my eyes out. I've been refreshing since the afternoon, and my hands are still shaking. This is so good, truly so good!"

"I knew it! Everything would be fine! God bless China!"

The internet was filled with jubilation; all previous conspiracy theories and panic were swept away by this immense joy.

People were immersed in the touching "heroic narrative" and the "miracle created by collectivism."

This was exactly the result the Ninth Bureau's public opinion guidance team most hoped to see.

However, amidst this mainstream cheering, an uncontrollable undercurrent began to quietly surge.

Initially, it was just some small questions raised by people in aviation enthusiast forums.

"It's definitely impressive that everyone survived, but is the 'soft-soil valley' landing the officials mentioned scientific? How long of a runway does a Boeing 737 need? What kind of valley could be that flat?"

"And how to explain the radar signal of mid-air disintegration? The officials didn't mention a single word about it."

These rational technical discussions were quickly drowned out by the fanatical celebrations.

Until 10:40 PM.

On Weibo, a blogger with fewer than a thousand followers, named 'Eating Melons Until Full,' posted a seemingly ordinary post.

"Finished reading the official passenger list. Just a guess, not necessarily right."

Attached below the post was an image.

It was a screenshot of the passenger list released by the officials for commendation, which had undergone desensitization processing.

On the image, one name was individually circled by a glaring red square.

Jiang Ming.

In the first ten minutes after this Weibo post was made, it didn't make any waves.

But soon, someone discovered it.

"Holy crap?????"

"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Or is it just someone with the same name?"

"The first few digits of the ID number match... from Jiangcheng..."

"I'm freaking jumping out of my sickbed! Crow God was also on the plane???"

This comment acted like a detonator.

This screenshot began to spread at a terrifying speed through various niche fan groups and chat groups.

An hour later, when the Ninth Bureau's network monitoring department reacted, it was already too late.

They banned the 'Eating Melons Until Full' account as quickly as possible.

However, this action was no different from adding fuel to the fire.

"It got censored! That means it's true!"

"This is a classic case of 'the lady doth protest too much'! What are the officials afraid of?"

"Damn, I don't dare to think about it anymore, guys, I really don't dare to think about it!"

That red-boxed screenshot had already been saved and forwarded hundreds of millions of times like a virus.

Across the entire network, beneath the carnival of official narrative, a larger-scale, grassroots "case-breaking" operation began.

Countless netizens began to spontaneously link Crow God's previous "miracles" with this "emergency landing miracle."

The Ravens.

The Cat Swarm.

Dead Wood Meets Spring.

And, a plane that disintegrated at ten thousand meters yet allowed everyone to survive.

An absurd, bizarre, yet logically airtight guess that made people's scalps tingle simultaneously surfaced in the hearts of countless people.

"So, there was no heroic crew at all..."

"Or rather, there was only one hero?"

"My god... if he really did it... then is he... still human?"