5: It's noon, the sky is empty of birds, and I'm the one who's lying?

Jiang Ming took a look and, without a moment's hesitation, clicked "Accept."

This was exactly what he wanted to play; the fish wasn't big, but the splash would be loud enough.

The screen instantly split in two.

On the left was Jiang Ming, sitting by a flower bed in the plaza with a blue sky and fountain behind him, wearing a simple white T-shirt, looking clean and relaxed.

On the right was Li Hao, sitting upright in his study, wearing black-rimmed glasses with a wall full of books behind him, deliberately creating an air of intellectual depth.

The contrast between the two frames was full of drama.

Li Hao's livestream popularity was already frighteningly high. Now that they were connected for a PK, a portion of his over 100,000 viewers instantly flooded in, forcibly pushing the total popularity of Jiang Ming's small livestream toward the 5,000-viewer mark.

Li Hao cleared his throat, faced his camera, and began his performance.

"Family, as you can see, the fraud is in position. Today, under the witness of the entire internet audience, I'm going to give everyone an 'immersive' debunking!"

His fans immediately filled the public screen with comments like "Iron Fist Bro is mighty."

Immediately after, Li Hao turned his gaze to Jiang Ming on the other side of the screen, adopting the posture of a senior lecturing a junior.

"Young man, I'll give you one last chance. Admit to the camera right now that this is a script you designed to grab attention, and I can act as if nothing happened. Otherwise, you'll be the one losing face in a moment."

These words were filled with a high-and-mighty sense of "tolerance."

The bullet chat in Jiang Ming's livestream was also full of people advising him to surrender.

"Listen, Iron Fist Bro has given you a way out, hurry up and take it."

"Admitting it's a script isn't embarrassing; stubbornly holding on until you get slapped in the face is what's called social death."

"Streamer, hurry up and thank Iron Fist Bro, he's saving you."

Facing this final "ultimatum," Jiang Ming only smiled slightly.

He ignored Li Hao and didn't look at the bullet chat, simply lifting his wrist to check the time on his phone screen.

11:59 AM.

Then, Jiang Ming faced the camera and, in an extremely flat tone, uttered two words.

"Don't worry."

"One more minute."

This single sentence completely ignited the anger Li Hao had been accumulating for a long time.

He had originally thought his words, which mixed kindness with authority, would at least make the other party waver. He hadn't expected to receive such a nonchalant response.

This was disregard! It was contempt!

Li Hao's face instantly flushed red, and he almost roared at the camera.

"Fine! Fine, 'don't worry'! The entire internet audience is watching! We'll wait for your one minute! After one minute, let's see how you wrap this up!"

The atmosphere was pushed to its peak at this moment.

The bullet chats of both livestreams were completely boiling. Countless words like "debunk," "fraud," "clown," and "waiting for the face-slap" scrolled frantically, almost completely covering the screen.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ming slowly stood up from the edge of the flower bed. He even had the leisure to tidy the collar of his white T-shirt, his movements unhurried.

The time on the phone screen finally ticked over to that much-anticipated number.

12:00:00.

High noon had arrived.

Jiang Ming faced the camera, revealed a bright and mysterious smile, and said softly:

"Family, the moment to witness a miracle has come."

"Amaterasu!"

The moment the words fell, Jiang Ming activated the ability that had already merged with him in his mind.

Raven Summoning Technique!

The command constructed by his mental power was crystal clear, spreading out instantly.

Target: All ravens within a one-kilometer radius centered on Jiangcheng Central Plaza.

Command: Gather in the sky above the plaza and circle.

After doing all this, Jiang Ming made no further moves, just standing in place and looking up at the sky.

One second.

Ten seconds.

Thirty seconds.

One minute passed.

Above the plaza, it was still that cloudless expanse of azure, the sunlight bright enough to be somewhat piercing.

The music from the fountain was still playing, and on the giant screens of the surrounding skyscrapers, the advertisements remained glamorous.

Nothing happened.

Not a single bird.

Not even the shadow of a sparrow could be seen.

Dead silence.

After several seconds of dead silence, a massive roar of laughter, like a mountain torrent or a tsunami, erupted in Li Hao's livestream.

Li Hao himself was doubled over with laughter. He pointed his finger at Jiang Ming, who was standing alone on the screen looking at the sky, and shouted in an extremely exaggerated tone:

"Did you see that? Family! Did you see! Nothing! What did I tell you! This is a complete and utter farce!"

The bullet chat in Jiang Ming's livestream also completely exploded at this moment.

"That's it?"

"Holy crap, I skipped lunch just to wait here, and you show me this?"

"The greatest cringe-fest of the year is born! I'm so embarrassed my toes have dug out a whole castle!"

"Reported, reported. Accounts with this kind of vulgar hype shouldn't exist!"

"Why isn't the streamer talking? Is the internet lagging? We don't see your crows!"

Li Hao was still delivering his "concluding remarks."

"Therefore, everyone must believe in science and not be deceived by these kinds of mystical gimmicks. In this world, supernatural abilities simply don't exist. This so-called summoning is nothing more than a carefully designed lie by a fraud..."

He talked on and on, enjoying the immense satisfaction brought by this debunking victory and the frantic worship of his fans.

The number of online viewers in the livestream began to decline.

Some impatient viewers shook their heads and left the livestream in disappointment, preparing to go complain to their friends about the joke they saw today.

TikTok Content Moderation Center.

Zhao Lin also frowned.

She had watched the entire livestream, and the result was completely inconsistent with the several possibilities she had predicted.

It wasn't drones, it wasn't CG effects, and there weren't even the most basic magic tricks.

This young man named Jiang Lai just stood there, shouted a chuunibyou line, and then... it was over?

This couldn't even be considered hype; it was practically performance art.

Zhao Lin sighed, preparing to label this livestream as "vulgar hype, grandstanding," and then apply a traffic restriction.

The entire event seemed destined to end comically as a farce.

Only Jiang Ming.

Only Jiang Ming, at the center of the storm, still stood in place.

He didn't look at the unsightly bullet chat on his phone screen, nor did he pay attention to the spitting Li Hao in the PK window.

Jiang Ming just quietly looked up at the sky. There was no trace of the dejection of failure on his face; instead, there was a hint of pure curiosity and expectation.

Something was wrong.

The knowledge of the Raven Summoning Technique was an instinct directly branded into his mind.

When he activated it, he could clearly perceive that his command had been successfully sent and had established a connection with countless life signals within his sensory range.

There was no error in this process.

Then, what was the reason for the delay?

A one-kilometer radius wasn't considered far for the flight speed of birds.

Could it be... the quantity was too large? And so gathering required time?

Just as Li Hao was talking grandly, announcing his total victory.

In his livestream, an extremely inconspicuous bullet chat message slowly drifted across the bottom of the screen, mixed among the full-screen "Iron Fist Bro is awesome" messages.

"Wait... everyone look, what is that on the horizon?"