7: Are your crows behaving properly? They've blown up the police drones!

Meanwhile, in the PK window, the color on Li Hao's face drained at a physically visible rate, turning from a flushed red to a deathly pale.

His lips trembled unconsciously, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

That face, which was usually filled with intellectual superiority, was now left with nothing but pure daze.

The chat in Jiang Ming's livestream went wild, while the chat in Li Hao's livestream, after a brief stagnation, went wild in a completely opposite way.

"Fraud!"

"I freaking tipped two Carnivals! Give me my money back!"

"Where's your science? Where's your paper? Why don't you explain this!"

"Unfollowed. What kind of bullshit science popularization blogger is this? Just a clout-chasing idiot!"

His former supporters had now turned into the sharpest blades, stabbing into Li Hao's crumbling self-esteem one by one.

Finally, Li Hao regained his faculties.

He tried to speak to salvage the situation, squeezing out a few completely illogical words from his parched throat.

"Weather... abnormal... right, it's an extreme weather phenomenon... no... it's a collective hallucination..."

His logic was completely chaotic, and his words were incoherent.

As a Master of Physics, when faced with an incomprehensible phenomenon, his worldview—built on data and papers—was collapsing inch by inch.

The popularity of Jiang Ming's livestream had officially broken the fifty thousand mark and was still charging frantically toward the terrifying figure of one hundred thousand.

Countless newly arriving viewers were shocked the moment they entered by the sky-obscuring Raven vortex and the figure in white beneath it, who was as calm as if he weren't human.

[Ding! Detected that the target person 'Li Hao's' mental defense has collapsed, generating a massive amount of high-quality negative emotion points!]

[Negative emotion points (Defense Broken) +2888!]

[Shock Value +5741!]

Jiang Ming watched the numbers jumping frantically in his mind, his heart completely unruffled.

This "Scientific Iron Fist" is truly a good person, the best power bank of the year, the kind that brings his own food and works overtime voluntarily.

Faced with the defection of his own fans and the mockery pouring in from all over the internet, Li Hao's mental defense finally collapsed completely.

His eyes lost focus, and he muttered randomly: "Impossible... the data can't be wrong... my model is perfect... impossible..."

He had completely lost the ability to think, merely repeating his final article of faith.

Suddenly, under the massive mental shock, Li Hao slammed the table hard, causing the water cup on it to jump.

He faced the camera and screamed with all his might.

"Fake! It's all fake!"

Then, the screen went black.

System notification: Streamer "Scientific Iron Fist" has ended the connection.

He had actually cut the broadcast and fled in panic... TikTok Content Moderation Center.

Beside Zhao Lin's workstation, her phone was vibrating constantly, ringing like crazy.

The supervisor's name flashed on the screen; she didn't even need to think to know he was questioning why she hadn't handled this "abnormal livestream" that had already blown up across the entire internet.

Zhao Lin ignored the call.

She stared fixedly at the enlarged livestream on the main monitoring screen, her heart racing.

That wasn't special effects, and it wasn't drones; it was real, it was happening, and it was a scene sufficient to overturn twenty-five years of her knowledge.

Zhao Lin took a deep breath and made a bold decision that might ruin her career.

Her mouse moved quickly across the screen as she manually adjusted the recommendation weight of Jiang Ming's livestream from the system-determined A-rank directly to S+ rank.

Top-tier traffic redirection for the entire platform.

This meant that every user who opened the TikTok app had an extremely high probability of seeing this livestream on their first screen.

After finishing all this, Zhao Lin's mouse pointer finally stopped on a red emergency button.

Next to the button were four eye-catching characters: [Report to Headquarters].

She pressed it... Meanwhile, at the city center plaza.

The commotion of the crowd had evolved into small-scale chaos; people were screaming as they retreated and pushed against each other. Several people accidentally fell, and the risk of a stampede was rising sharply.

An ear-piercing police siren sounded from far to near, clearly transmitting into the livestream.

Through the reflection on his phone screen, Jiang Ming saw the red and blue police lights flashing at the street corner in the distance.

Official forces had intervened.

Now he had to prepare to exit.

Several police cars quickly arrived at the perimeter of the plaza. The doors opened, and uniformed officers quickly got out, skillfully setting up yellow cordons and beginning to loudly evacuate the crowded throng.

An officer who appeared to be the on-site commander picked up a megaphone and shouted toward the sky.

"Attention to the drone operator above! You have seriously disrupted public order! Stop flying immediately! Repeat! Stop flying immediately!"

Drones?

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment.

And the direction of the chat in the livestream changed once again the moment the sirens sounded.

"Holy crap! The police are here!"

"Run, streamer! You've gone too far this time!"

"How many years will he get if he's caught?"

"Stop yapping and get out of there! Live to fight another day!"

The audience's emotions quickly shifted from shock to tension as they worried for the streamer.

Just then, a scene even more unexpected for everyone appeared.

A small quadrotor reconnaissance drone painted with police markings slowly took off from within the cordon.

It carefully gained altitude, slowly approaching that massive Raven vortex in the center of the sky.

The authorities were going in for a close-range reconnaissance.

Everyone in the livestream held their breath.

The drone had just neared the perimeter of the vortex and hadn't even had time to turn on its searchlight.

A sudden change occurred.

In the vortex, several Ravens suddenly broke away from the circling formation.

They let out sharp cries and actively dove toward that small intruder.

"Bang! Bang!"

Dull thuds could be heard clearly even in the noisy scene.

That police drone, representing modern technology, instantly lost its balance under the impact of several creatures of flesh and blood.

One rotor was snapped, black smoke billowed from the chassis, and it spun out of control, plunging from mid-air and crashing heavily onto the ground in the distance, shattering into a pile of parts.

This scene was captured clearly and completely by Jiang Ming's livestream camera.

The chat in the livestream, after a 0.5-second silence, was completely submerged by a tsunami-like wave of 'Holy crap'.

"Holy crap! Real birds! They're alive!"

"This isn't freaking special effects! Even the drone got taken down!"

"This is no longer in the realm of magic; this is sorcery!"

[Shock Value +8848!]

[Fear Value +3102!]

The numbers for emotion points welcomed another wave of frantic surging.

Jiang Ming remained calm.

He knew he had to end this perfect debut livestream in a way that was equally shocking, or even more so, before the police formed a perimeter.

He faced the camera and slowly raised one of his hands, fingers spread wide.

That movement, in the dim light, seemed to invisibly uphold the darkness of the entire sky.

The number of people online in the livestream had now broken one hundred thousand.

Under the gaze of over one hundred thousand people across the entire internet, Jiang Ming's palm slowly clenched, closing into a fist.