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Inside the main server room of the Tokyo Meteorological Agency's data center, the low hum of the temperature control system was completely drowned out by the sound of the torrential rain outside the window. Through the massive floor-to-ceiling wall, dark cumulonimbus clouds hung low over the city, as if they might collapse at any moment.

According to a report from meteorological investigators, there are problems with both atmospheric and geological conditions.

Miyamoto Sawa, with extremely dark circles under his eyes, was still typing away on the keyboard, next to a completely empty cup of instant coffee.

He is not only an employee of the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau, but also has another identity that he doesn't want to reveal to the public—a member of the Miyamoto family of the Hebihachi clan, a yakuza family.

The Snake-Headed Eight Families have infiltrated almost every industry in Tokyo, from traditional manufacturing and construction to modern arms, shipping, and even the cultural and entertainment industry. Family members are involved in almost every important sector, forming a vast and invisible network of relationships.

Within this network, individuals share a common belief and origins that are not fully accepted by human society, enabling them to work together. The Snake Clan has built a vast, interconnected underground empire through the core enterprises and industries it controls.

Normally, Miyamoto and his colleagues weren't that busy. The Tokyo Meteorological Bureau was a good job with decent pay and benefits, plus family subsidies. With two salaries, Miyamoto, who had just graduated with a master's degree, was always smiling.

Just like the saying goes, "Every gift that fate bestows comes with a price," now it's time for him to pay his debts. What was once a job with moderate pressure has now become incredibly stressful, because the resurrected White Emperor is returning to Tokyo, to his city.

On that day, God will never negotiate with ants. He may fly high into the sky and cause a tsunami to flood the land, or, more violently, directly destroy human civilization. That is the doomsday of mankind in the Mayan prophecy.

In the eyes of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, even a flawed White Emperor could be called a god, let alone a complete one.

The Yamata no Orochi is an extremely incomplete body of the White King. It needs to frantically eat and replenish its genes in order to evolve, and only after evolving can it become the White Emperor high in the sky. According to the current deductions within the Eight Serpent Clan, the Yamata no Orochi, possessed by the divine remains, needs "holy blood" and other dragon genes to complete itself. "Holy blood" is the blood of the emperor.

Orochi landed in Tokyo to complete itself. The Snake Clan has an irreconcilable conflict and hatred with it, with one side either devouring the other or killing the other.

In order to completely kill the Yamata no Orochi and end this millennia-old feud, the Yamata no Hachi family made ample preparations and were determined to win. They discovered that a blood river called the Akakiri River flowed beneath the Tama River, and the chemical composition of this river was similar to that of dragon fetal blood, which proved that the Yamata no Orochi was in this river.

The Eight Serpent Clan is constructing one of the world's most magnificent and bloodiest projects—the "Red Well." They are then pouring 5000 tons of mercury and tons of thermite incendiary bombs into the Red Well. The Yamata no Orochi needs nourishment, so it will surely leap out of the blood river after waking up and take a mercury rose bath.

The day He rose again was the day He died.

"It's Monday, a new week has begun, my salaryman friend." Hirohiro Sakurai, a colleague from the weather bureau and also a family colleague, handed over a new cup of coffee, while raising his own cup in a gesture of respect, roughly meaning, "I'll drink it all, you can do whatever you want, I'll be there for you if you die suddenly."

There aren't many people here tonight. There are only four people in the server room, all of whom are from the same family, so they can be more casual with each other.

"Drinking this now feels like a suicide pact; I'd like some whiskey on the rocks."

Miyamoto took two sips of coffee with his eyelids drooping. It was so bitter, like poison, that he couldn't swallow it. He wondered if what was flowing in his veins now was caffeine instead of blood.

"The air feels a bit too humid today. After four days of heavy rain, the cumulonimbus clouds still haven't given us any face." He coughed and put down his coffee cup.

In Japan, the name "Seven Days" has been adopted and officially recognized. As an ancient name originating from the "Seven Days" tradition of recording days, "Seven Days" corresponds to the day ruled by the sun. It originated in ancient Babylon and later spread in the Chinese-speaking world, evolving into the common name for Sunday, also known as "Seven Days".

As times have changed, this term has been replaced by "Sunday" in many countries, but it is still retained in Japan and South Korea. "Seven Luminaries" refers to the Sun, Moon, and five planets, with the Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus, and Saturn each corresponding to one of the seven days of the week.

"These past few days have been terrible. Today is 'Red Mouth,' and tomorrow is 'Buddha's Extinction.'" Hirohiro Sakurai walked to the French windows, lit a cigarette, and the sparks from the ash he flicked out illuminated the window, allowing him to see his utterly exhausted face.

"Red Mouth" and "Buddha's Death" are the two most unlucky days of the Rokuyomi (Six Days of the Week). According to superstition, if a "major ominous thing" is born in Tokyo, it will be on these two days.

Unlike the relatively stable official seven days of the week, six days of the week is another folk calendar system in Japan, which cycles every six days. "Buddha's passing" originates from the "emptiness" in the Chinese calendar and also means the day when chaos will come after the Buddha's passing.

A pale, branching bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the inky clouds, instantly turning the room yellowish-white, followed by a deafening clap of thunder that nearly drowned out everything. The lightning that struck Minato Ward in Tokyo even illuminated this place.

Startled, Hirohiro Sakurai involuntarily took a few steps back, not daring to stay near the floor-to-ceiling window. He had to admit that today's thunderstorm was much more invigorating than coffee.

He possessed a considerable amount of dragon blood, and his Word of Power was "Yin Thunder," which had the effect of an air bomb. He was usually a man of extraordinary courage... He had recently been injured and retired from the combat enforcement department. But the thunder transformed into an almost tangible roar, as if thousands of war drums were simultaneously beating on the horizon.

No one could help but fear such divine might. The thunderous explosion was unlike anything else. After the dark clouds, the thunder, and the torrential rain, it was as if some enormous creature was overlooking Tokyo, and the thunder was its heartbeat.

"There's something wrong with Tokyo's weather system. The lifespan of the cumulonimbus clouds is excessively long... We have no idea when this storm will end; it could be a month, or even longer."

Staring intently at the torrential rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Hirohiro Sakurai continued, "It's like something's lingering over Tokyo's 23 wards... The Tama area and remote islands have also been affected, including 'Red Well.' I hope my old colleagues stationed there, Ganryu, took precautions."

"This thunder and torrential rain are just like the enraged Lord Qiantang. Maybe there really is a dragon hatching in the clouds right now," Miyamoto Ze remarked, typing away important data to his family. "It can't be a natural phenomenon. The rainy season is never this 'catastrophic.' Do you think it could be caused by the Yamata no Orochi... a god?"

Qiantang Jun is the red dragon that rose from the ground in the Tang Dynasty story "The Tale of Liu Yi". The red dragon had committed the serious crime of flooding five mountains and was imprisoned by the Heavenly Emperor. After learning that his relatives had been humiliated, he broke free from his restraints and devoured the second son of the Jing River Dragon King. He was capable of doing crazy things in order to seek justice for his relatives.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dark clouds swirled like vortexes, their blackness so profound they seemed to press heavily over Tokyo. Occasionally, arcs of electricity, like dragons or snakes, could be seen, disappearing into the neon lights of Tokyo's bustling city center.

With a mix of emotions surging within him, Hirohiro Sakurai returned to his seat. He wanted to continue working, but the changes in the data seemed to exceed his comprehension.

"No, it's not a god, it doesn't seem like the ancient 'Yamata no Orochi'... at least it shouldn't be directly caused by Him. The god's trajectory has been imitated five times. Even if He has awakened, in the worst-case scenario He should be migrating through Tokyo Bay and then entering the underground river Akagi River beneath the Tama River. There have already been two abnormal phenomena in the Tama area, but the exact location is still unknown... we're still digging deeper. How could He be over Tokyo?"

The Tama River is a large river that originates from a mountain 2000 meters high in Yamanashi Prefecture. It flows through the Kanagawa region, majestically heading towards Tokyo and then into Tokyo Bay. The Yamata no Orochi's route is completely opposite to the river's direction. It will enter an underground river from the sea and then go straight to the Akagi River... During these stages, it may only be a conscious embryo. Finally, it will hatch in the Akagi River, and after reviving, it will leap to the "Red Well" where it should be completely buried.

Who else could it be but God?

This was a question that terrified everyone present, one they were unwilling to think about deeply. Just thinking about it made them feel as if their bodies were no longer their own.

"The hydrology of Tokyo Bay has gone wrong, and there are many signs of pollution. An ecological structure has also formed in the Akagi River. It shouldn't have just gone up to the sky for no reason, since it's been soaking in the river. It should be deformed, bloated, and incomplete." Miyamoto Sawa lowered his head, and his phone rang.

According to records, the Yamata no Orochi does not have the membrane wings of an ancient dragon, and even if it has hatched, it cannot fly in the sky. In order to deal with this crisis, the Yamata no Orochi family has also made some previously confidential information public to ordinary family members.

All the family members' phones in the mainframe room rang twice. They received a common instruction from the Snake Clan's supercomputer, "Princess Kaguya".

The four people in the server room immediately sat up straight and forced themselves to stay alert. They all had a strong sense of hierarchy, and the message from Kaguya was equivalent to a top-level superior issuing an order to them.

The instructions were very concise and clear, explaining that an elemental turbulence was about to occur in Tokyo, and requiring the meteorological bureau to cover up the turbulence to reduce panic caused by the spread of disaster information.

Ordinary people may not know what elemental turbulence is, but many staff members at the meteorological bureau can detect "unnatural" signs in the data. When the news leaks out, the whole city and even the whole country will panic.

"Is this the prelude to elemental turbulence?" Hirohiro Sakurai felt a chill run down his spine and breathed a sigh of relief. He was a student in the 01 class at Kassel, and his advanced courses included "The Theory of Dragon Resurrection".

He breathed a sigh of relief because the elemental turbulence was a phenomenon caused by the resurrection of a Dragon King-level being, and it was absolutely impossible for two Dragon Kings to agree to resurrect together; Dragon Kings never cooperate with each other.

Since it's elemental turbulence, it proves that the unusual weather phenomenon was indeed caused by the hatching of Yamata no Orochi, and not by any other unknown factors. But such a terrifying phenomenon is truly chilling.

"Elemental turbulence, a massive elemental turbulence is brewing, far exceeding the data provided by headquarters regarding the 'King of Earth and Mountains' event. This is still the incubation period; the actual eruption will far surpass it. The Orochi is far stronger than we anticipated to be able to trigger an elemental turbulence of this scale. Its incompleteness is limited! Perhaps it is still an embryo, but once it hatches, it will be a king among men."

The speaker wasn't Hirohiro Sakurai or Sawa Miyamoto, but one of the two who had been silent in the server room. Perhaps everyone underestimated the greatness of God; God is the ultimate monster.

The atmosphere in the server room became oppressive again. Someone sighed and started working, numbing themselves with their own thoughts. The four of them busied themselves deleting and modifying data.

They need to delete the abnormal data, and as for other ordinary people at the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau who might have seen the data... they will soon be invited by their families for hypnosis and tea to have that part of their memory erased.

A dozen minutes later, while frantically processing the data, Miyamoto Sawa stared blankly at the radar echo map and satellite cloud image of Minato Ward, Tokyo. It might be a bit difficult to cover this up.

"The regional severe thunderstorm phenomenon may turn into a super thunderstorm at night... Damn global warming, I've been a corporate slave for seven years and haven't enjoyed it at all, and we have to share the responsibility." Miyamoto Sawa felt suddenly awakened. According to Kaguya's hint, what he was seeing now was probably the center of the elemental turbulence, the "eye of the storm".

Super thunderstorms, also known as supercell thunderstorms, are a type of severe convective weather system with the most destructive power. They are related to global warming and require abundant water vapor and an unstable state. When wind enters this system, it forms a "tunnel".

This is a weather phenomenon that shouldn't be happening here, and it's one of the sources of the torrential rain and strong winds throughout Tokyo.

"Let me see... there are definitely problems with all the data. It feels like an unprecedented thunderstorm." Hirohiro Sakurai, his hands trembling slightly, held his coffee cup, trying to lighten the mood with a joke. "We're not in America's 'tornado corridor,' this kind of weather phenomenon should occur in Missouri or Colorado... You're blocking my view of the location. Let me guess, is this thunderstorm happening at the America Air Force Base? Maybe Uncle Tornado is coming to offer some comfort to the homesick American soldiers."

"No, it's Shiba Park...the area above Tokyo Tower."

"And you're right, the super thunderstorm with all the data being wrong is the epicenter of an elemental turbulence, but the Yamata no Orochi is in the Blood Demon River... and the 'eye of the storm' of this elemental turbulence around Tokyo Tower is moving."

"Moved to...and disappeared?"

It wasn't just Hirohiro Sakurai and Sawa Miyamoto who observed it.

All the members of the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau who witnessed this scene felt as if someone had grabbed them by the throat, and were filled with chills. The disaster had just disappeared as if it were an illusion, as if the devil had played a little joke on them.