Honghe Thermal Power Plant.
President Xue Mingde was almost driven to madness.
"Quickly contact the fire brigade!"
"Evacuate the other personnel in the plant!"
"Immediately report to the city hall!"
Xue Mingde tightened his old face, issuing a series of commands in an orderly manner.
He stood over a hundred meters away, watching the thick smoke billowing from the raw coal storage, and his heart sank deeply.
The furnace melted through, the generator units stopped, and the raw coal storage caught fire—these major accidents made him realize his career was completely over.
This was undoubtedly true.
But Xue Mingde was more worried that if the authorities pursued responsibility, he might end up in prison.
The secretary suddenly came over and said in a low voice, "President Xue, from the current situation, the accident’s source might involve Supernatural Power."
Xue Mingde smiled bitterly.
Supernatural Power, so what?
The loss to the thermal power plant is so severe it might shut down for more than half a year; as the person primarily responsible, how could he escape?
Xue Mingde anxiously asked, "Can we control the fire in the raw coal storage?"
As long as the raw coal storage is not destroyed, the losses aren’t too significant, and his responsibility would be much smaller.
The secretary hesitated and shook his head, "I just asked Chief Engineer Zhang, the fire’s development is extremely fierce, beyond the limits of the firefighting system."
Xue Mingde sighed dejectedly.
The secretary stood beside him, not knowing what to say.
Xue Mingde asked again, "How long until the fire trucks arrive?"
The secretary reported a number, "About five minutes."
Xue Mingde’s expression showed a hint of despair.
In five more minutes, even if the fire trucks arrive, it won’t stop the raw coal storage from being destroyed.
He’s really going to jail!
The secretary suddenly shouted, "Why is there steam coming out?"
Earlier, only thick black smoke was coming out from the raw coal storage, but now, white mist formed by steam appeared.
Hearing the commotion, Xue Mingde looked over, feeling a bit clueless.
Everyone sensed something was wrong.
The white mist grew thicker, while the black smoke lessened.
Anyone with some common sense knew this was a sight formed by a large amount of water meeting the high temperatures inside the raw coal storage, creating steam.
The secretary had a "seen a ghost" expression, "Where did so much water come from in the raw coal storage?"
Xue Mingde showed a face of ecstasy, "Xiaoli, isn’t the fire in the raw coal storage almost under control?"
The secretary swallowed a gulp, "I suppose it is."
Five more minutes passed.
Everyone was dumbfounded to see a flow of water carrying a large amount of coal powder gushing out from the raw coal storage entrance.
Three kilometers away.
Yang Fan saw the situation on-site through the eyes of Peregrine Falcon Needle Eye.
He smiled slightly, "The employees at the thermal power plant, no need to thank me!"
This was naturally his good deed done stealthily.
Having foreseen the raw coal storage fire, he obviously prepared in advance.
As for the specific method, frankly, it’s simple.
Send a sparrow with a Space Pearl-generated space mark, placing it inside the raw coal storage.
When the flames rose, open a Spatial Passage, transferring river water into the raw coal storage.
Yang Fan smiled slightly, "The new function of the Space Pearl is quite handy for extinguishing fires."
He lowered his head and glanced at the river surface.
Due to the excessive "release" of water, the water level of this river section dropped by half.
Distant river waters rushed over with a "crashing" sound, forming larger waves.
Yang Fan looked to the distant, feeling quite emotional, "Such a wondrous life can be born in a coal-fired boiler."
He had traveled many times to the Primordial World in the Dream Realm, witnessing countless phenomena unimaginable to Canglan People.
He never expected to see something never seen in the Dream Realm here on Canglan Star.
The peregrine falcon’s cry suddenly rang out in his mind.
It had discovered that the magical life in the raw coal storage had become very weak, thus reminding its master.
This was a life born from the flames.
It was this thing that ignited the raw coal storage at the thermal power plant.
The recent flooding didn’t just extinguish the fire but also severely damaged this magical life.
Yang Fan shook his head, "No rush, this ’Fire Spirit’ still has a chance to rekindle; let’s give it another wash."
The so-called ’Fire Spirit’ was his naming.
Needle Eye responded with a sound.
After another five minutes.
Yang Fan felt it was about right and ordered, "Go!"
He moved his left hand.
The Space Pearl emerged from the river water and burrowed into his left wrist.
A large number of fire trucks had already gathered near the raw coal storage.
Many fully-armed firefighters stared at the black coal water, each with a bewildered expression.
They had been informed that a fire erupted in the raw coal storage and were prepared for a day-long hard fight.
But upon rushing to the site, the raw coal storage had flowed out so much water.
This was simply ghostly!
The captain of the firefighting team turned to the plant’s Chief Engineer, "Chief Engineer Huang, what’s going on here?"
Chief Engineer Huang couldn’t say a word.
The captain couldn’t help but say, "Did your power plant dig a river inside the raw coal storage?"
Chief Engineer Huang found it ridiculous, "Captain Liu, don’t joke around; how is that possible?"
He countered, "Are you not aware of the raw coal storage’s firefighting standards?"
The two locked eyes, both feeling this matter was indescribably uncanny.
The captain glanced at his subordinates and waved his hand, "Prepare to pump water!"
Originally, they planned to come and put out fires with water, but ended up pumping water instead.
A shadow, invisible, rushed down rapidly from the sky, silently burrowing into the raw coal storage.
It was Peregrine Falcon Needle Eye.
Though the raw coal storage was filled with mist, greatly reducing visibility.
Needle Eye possessed special vision, which rendered the mist entirely ineffective for it.
An ethereal cicada shadow shot from the falcon’s body, diving into the dark coal sludge.
Needle Eye immediately flapped its wings to fly over, digging out a small black object, and then flapped away.
Yang Fan raised his head to look at the sky, suddenly sensing something, and extended his right hand with palm open.
A soft tweet was heard.
A small black sphere, about the size of a thumb nail, appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The falcon had returned the object.
Also, a cicada shadow flew into his body.
Yang Fan was surprised, "Actually increased by 3.6 points of Spiritual Source Value; the Fire Spirit contains that much Energy?"
The accumulated Spiritual Source Value subsequently reached 7 points.
He moved his right hand slightly, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air, washing away a layer of black coal dust on the sphere’s surface.
A crystal-clear, ruby-red small sphere, akin to the finest red gemstone, thus revealed itself.
This was the Fire Spirit Relic.
Yang Fan held the small sphere, feeling it seemed to have no weight at all, and was amazed, "Truly miraculous."
He pinched the small sphere, feeling this thing was incredibly hard.
Despite its hard texture, it had no mass, contradicting all past physics laws.
Yang Fan scratched his head a little, "This small sphere should hold considerable value, but what’s it for?"
Suddenly transmitted through a Mind Link.