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Chapter 1619 Creating Celestial Phenomena (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
In the dimly lit office, a figure leaned back against the wall in the shadows, looking at the red sofa chair facing the window, and sneered, "It seems the streets outside are blocked off. Looks like your rat hole is about to be found. Are you ready to have your lid lifted and the sun shine through?"

“They can’t get in,” a hoarse voice came from behind the sofa. “But even if they do get in, it might not be a bad thing.”

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intersection of Lorraine Street
The dim glow of the setting sun pierced through the gaps in the clouds and disappeared into the horizon at the edge of the city.

The hazy sky gradually darkened, covering the earth in a gray haze.

He Ao stood in front of the fried chicken shop at the edge of the street, carrying a bag of fried chicken, with his long gun case propped up to the side, and Siwei sitting on his shoulder.

At that moment, Siwei was holding a steaming hot piece of fried chicken in her hands, happily bringing it to her mouth, "Delicious!"

The city lights were already on, and in the hazy night, Reed's figure slowly emerged.

He handed a strap to Heo, "The long gun strap you wanted."

Then he raised his wristband, glanced at the time, and looked up at the gloomy, dark sky. "The weather bureau predicted snow around this time, but so far, it's just wind blowing."

"Thanks," He Ao took the straps, looked up at the sky, and sensed the aura in the void. After a brief pause, he nodded slightly and said, "It does snow around this time."

Almost the instant his words fell, faint, snow-white ice crystals drifted down from the sky.

Reed reached out and caught the snowflakes falling from the sky, watching the tiny snowflakes melt in his palm. "Snowflakes of this size, once they melt, should only make a light rain, or sleet."

He turned to look at He Ao, "Do you think it can succeed?"

“It should be possible,” He Ao turned around and glanced at the long gun box standing beside him.

Reed looked at the box and nodded thoughtfully.

"Are you ready on your end?" He Ao asked in turn.

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Just then, the sound of a helicopter cutting through the air came from the horizon.

Reed looked at the helicopter streaking across the sky and said slowly, "Ready. Charn and Wess are blocking off the streets, they should be done soon."

"Then let's go over there."

He Ao nodded slightly and picked up the long gun box that was standing next to him.

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The helicopter hovered in the air, and Riley stood by the door, glancing down at the brightly lit street below.

Then she looked up at the sky.

A few snowflakes drifted down from the surroundings.

The screen next to him lit up, showing Reed's appearance.

"Captain, the helicopter has reached the designated airspace," she said quickly, looking at Reed on the screen.

“Okay,” Reed said quickly, “now open the black box next to you, don’t rush.”

“Okay.” Riley nodded gently, turned around, and looked at the large black box that was half her height next to her.

She reached out, pressed the biometric module on the side, and opened the side door of the box.

A black electric oven, flickering and illuminated by a faint firelight, came into her view.

Through the glass window of the electric oven, she could vaguely see the heating wires flashing red light inside, and a pure white envelope lying quietly on the baking tray.

The envelope was branded with gold patterns, resembling paper reserved for ancient nobles. The envelope was closed, and a dark red sealing wax was applied to the seal.

Despite being baked at such a high temperature, the envelope showed no signs of carbonization or burning; instead, it shone brightly, as if it had just been folded.

"This is the Mark of the Blazing Sun?" Riley looked at the envelope with some confusion. Clearly, the envelope was different from what she had imagined.

“Yes,” Reed said slowly on the screen beside him. “There’s a pair of heat-resistant gloves next to the side door. Put them on and you can take out the envelope inside and hold it in your hands.”

"Abnormal X3-126: The Seal of Blazing Sun can create a strong heating effect in a cubic area with a side length of about 500 meters centered on the holder. However, it can only be held by a woman and the holding time cannot exceed 60 minutes. Once it exceeds this time, it will burn the holder to ashes."

"When the Seal of the Blazing Sun is heated externally, its power will contract, so it must be contained within an oven that is continuously heated at a specified temperature."
"Once the heating fails, the power of the Blazing Sun Seal is released, and it will indiscriminately burn the surrounding objects if there is no holder."

Reed paused slightly, looking at Riley, "Once you receive our signal of success, immediately put the Blazing Sun Seal back into the oven. Don't hesitate, but stay calm."

“Okay.” Riley nodded seriously.

Then she performed another biometric test, opened the oven, picked up the gloves from the side door, put them on, and took the envelope out of the oven.

As the envelope was removed from the oven, a wave of scorching heat suddenly spread outwards.

The helicopter, hovering in the air, shook violently in the undulating air currents.

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“The weather is getting warmer.” Standing on the street opposite the bakery, He Ao stretched out his hand to sense the surrounding temperature.

“Indeed,” Charn, who was standing nearby, also felt the changing temperature around him. He reached out and touched the snowflakes falling from the sky. “They should be melting soon.”

The man with the mustache standing behind the group looked at Reed and asked, "Did you report the news? What did your superiors say?"

“The people from headquarters are on their way, but they don’t expect to arrive until tomorrow. They want us to explore as early as possible and get as much information as possible,” Reed said slowly. “However, they gave me approval, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to just take out the Seal of the Blazing Sun so easily.”

“Your association has more problems and rules than the FBI,” Charn couldn’t help but complain. “What if the explorers don’t come out? What if they die in there?”

Upon hearing this, Reed simply lit a cigarette. "Someone has to go on the first wave of exploration. If people are going to die, they are going to die eventually. It's only a matter of time."

He sighed, "This anomaly is a time bomb. We don't know when the anomaly cult will detonate it, maybe even tonight? The sooner we explore it and obtain more crucial information, the more likely we are to control its harm."

Upon hearing this answer, Charn did not say anything more.

He glanced at Reed beside him.

Just then, he felt a small hand grab his hair.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that Siwei hadn't asked him for any new fried chicken for a while, and at her pace, she should have finished the previous fried chicken long ago.

He turned his gaze to Siwei, who was sitting on his shoulder.

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