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The large-scale blackout in the area and all types of electronic equipment malfunctioning were acts of God; as Odd Zhuo sped to the scene, he scrolled through online comments which were full of laments.

There was no helping it; the government of Songhai city would have to provide unavoidably large compensation since the people couldn't suffer losses for no reason at all.

But at the same time, Odd Zhuo was very curious to know what on earth had happened that could create such an impact.

Deputy Director Zhong Lang and Odd Zhuo were sitting in the car as the master driver drove them closer and closer to their destination, which was the location Wang Ling had sent earlier. "Brother Zhuo, what's happened this time?"

"Something big… You'll know once we get there," Odd Zhuo answered cryptically.