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GA: Chapter 58 – Project God-Making; The Roar of the Thunder Dragon
Looked at that way, those three really weren't team players—so naturally they had no experience to offer.
If you asked them to evaluate how the Bureau members were performing, they genuinely wouldn't know where to start.
"Will you three just shut up?!"
Ye Feng shot all three of them a withering glare.
"If you're not going to fight, stand quietly in the back and watch. Do you have any idea how exhausted I am?"
"Damn it—why did I have to awaken a healing ability instead of a combat one?"
"I want to fight. I want to deal damage. I don't want to be a healer—"
When he'd first awakened [Light of Life], he'd been completely stunned. He had an ability, sure—but it wasn't the combat ability he'd wanted. It was a healing type. Incredibly powerful healing, at that—but that wasn't the point. He hadn't wanted this.
He didn't even play support in games.
Jungler, top lane—that was his thing.
"And why am I the only one handling heals? Where are the other healing-type ability users? How come I don't see a single one of them?"
Ye Feng grumbled, clearly put-upon.
If he had any say in it, he'd be standing in the back posturing like these three as well.
"Because you alone can heal all of them."
Qin Tian laughed lightly.
"And healing-type ability users are too fragile. Their range is too limited—to heal anyone, they'd need cover while they pull back. You don't need any of that."
Huoyou nodded in agreement.
"And standing next to us, you don't need to worry about your safety."
Chen Bing glanced at him, her tone flat.
Not just him—quite a few of the ability users in the distance, even Flame Fist further off, seemed to feel it too.
"I really…"
Ye Feng let out a helpless sigh, then carried on. Nothing for it.
Besides, these training exercises would only happen a handful of times. The other healers would be taking part eventually.
"Oh, Chen Bing—I heard you went to see Bai Xuan?"
Huoyou turned to her, a teasing edge to her voice. "Did it knock you down a peg?"
"Yes. It did."
"The gap between him and me is far wider than I imagined."
"In front of him, I couldn't even draw on my ability."
Chen Bing didn't deny it—her voice was perfectly calm.
"Right? Right? I wasn't exaggerating—Bai Xuan is just a freak."
"Last time I sparred with him, he summoned a golden Susanoo. And then told me that was him holding back."
"I'm starting to think everything from anime is just something he can use."
Huoyou vented with the tone of someone who had accepted their fate.
"I've made peace with never comparing myself to him again. That guy isn't even human."
"It's like he's running cheats. Not just any cheats—the full invincibility package."
"Heaven should just ban his account."
"Given how much Heaven seems to favor me, I doubt they'd ban mine."
"You, on the other hand—keep talking like that, and I might consider banning yours."
A calm voice drifted into Huoyou's ear. She gave an involuntary shudder, turned her head, and said with a sheepish grin:
"Oh—you came too, Bai Xuan."
"If I hadn't, I'd never have known you were talking about me like this behind my back."
Bai Xuan gave her a sidelong look, his tone unimpressed. Then he turned to Qin Tian, Ye Feng, and Chen Bing, giving all three a small nod.
"Aren't you going to join the fight?"
"We will—just not yet."
Chen Bing answered.
"At the end of this exercise, we'll move in to finish things off and show what we can do."
"There'll be dedicated camera crews filming it. The footage goes online afterward."
"The state wants to create gods—partly to serve as a warning to those civilians whose egos have swelled since the awakening, and partly so people know we exist. When conflict comes, they'll remember us. Remember what we're capable of. And find some measure of peace in that."
Bai Xuan nodded. He understood what Chen Bing meant.
The spiritual qi revival had brought not only opportunity but dangers and disasters impossible to fully predict. Their existence was the state's answer to that—China's gods, China's hope.
As long as they stood, every danger could be faced and overcome.
This was about cultivating the people's trust in them.
"So—what do you say? Want to join in for a bit?"
Huoyou poked Bai Xuan on the shoulder, grinning.
"Pull out something spectacular—like that Susanoo—and just casually wave your hand and blow up whatever's left of the rat tide."
"Full special effects. Maximum intimidation."
"Not necessary."
Bai Xuan shook his head. This was something the state had arranged for them—no need to add himself to it.
"It's about time."
Qin Tian, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke. The others shifted their gaze back to the battlefield.
Thanks to Ye Feng's full-field healing, the Bureau's ability users had come through virtually unscathed. Following the predetermined plan, they gradually pulled back, ceding the battlefield to Qin Tian and the others.
The rat tide had been cut down by more than half compared to earlier. Still an impressive sight—but nothing like the suffocating wave it had been before.
They probably should have left a few more. After all, Huoyou and the others needed material to work with—what remained was arguably a little sparse.
"I'll go first."
Qin Tian stepped forward. Endless arcs of lightning gathered between his hands, spiritual energy churning violently within him, radiating a terrifying surge of qi that radiated outward in waves.
"Rumble…"
"ROAR—"
The crackling lightning coalesced in the air, forming a thunder dragon dozens of meters long. With a single thunderous roar, blinding light erupted across the entire battlefield.
The dragon of lightning shattered through space like a blue beam of pure destruction—and drove straight into the heart of the rat tide.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Endless peals of thunder rang out. Mutant rat after mutant rat was lanced through by the electricity, each reduced to a smoldering husk of charcoal.
The thunder dragon continued to rampage, its massive body carving a trail of death through the swarm.
"That thunder dragon…"
"I knew there'd be a gap between a genius and the rest of us—but isn't this gap a little too big? Are we sure we all awakened in the same wave?"
"That's what lightning looks like?! What the hell was I doing earlier in comparison?!"
Every last Bureau member stared at Qin Tian's attack in stunned disbelief. To even qualify for the Bureau, they were already one-in-a-thousand talents—yet Qin Tian's strike left them all feeling like they were gazing at a distant star.
The gap was simply enormous.
There were plenty of elemental ability users among them, lightning-types included—but not one of them could come anywhere close to what Qin Tian had just done.
Pulling lightning down from the sky was the ceiling of what they could manage. Shaping it into a dragon with bare hands? That was somewhere they hadn't even begun to reach.
In a single strike, a full quarter of the remaining rat tide was gone. And the thunder dragon clearly had plenty left in it.
But when the count reached roughly one-quarter, Qin Tian raised a hand with casual ease—and the dragon in the sky dissolved in an instant.
"Your turn."
He looked toward Chen Bing. She gave a small nod.