On their way to the scene, the rescue team members were all thinking that this plane crash would surely result in massive casualties.
Some even believed that of the more than one hundred passengers on this flight, two-thirds or even more might have perished in this accident.
After all, this was an extremely serious accident - first the windshield shattered, then one of the engines caught fire and lost power. The plane was severely out of control, making even an emergency landing at the nearest airport impossible. They could only attempt to land in this nearby forest.
Under such circumstances, casualties were almost inevitable, and the number would surely be significant. The situation might even be worse than they imagined, with the possibility of total loss...
But what the rescue team never expected was that there were no casualties at all - not a single passenger had died, though most were injured.
...
"I can see the plane wreckage ahead. Let's hurry over and check the situation!"
Upon seeing the wreckage, the rescue team members quickened their pace.
At this time, about twenty relatively uninjured passengers who had already exited the plane noticed the approaching rescue team and excitedly waved to them.
Seeing only twenty to thirty survivors outside the plane, the rescue team members' hearts sank.
Indeed, the casualties seemed severe, with only these less than thirty people remaining.
Keep in mind that including the crew, this flight had 133 people on board. But now, they could only see these twenty-some survivors. It seemed the remaining hundred or so must have perished in the accident... It was a heartbreaking situation.
The atmosphere among the rescue team immediately became heavy.
The accompanying photographer immediately pointed his camera at the survivors, while the reporter quickly adjusted her clothes and picked up her microphone, preparing to record a segment.
"This is the first footage from the crash site. We can see that of the 133 passengers on this flight, only about twenty people have survived..."
The reporter and cameraman then approached one of the survivors.
"Hello sir, may we interview you? As one of the survivors of this accident, do you have anything you'd like to say?"
The interviewed man paused for two seconds, then looked into the camera and excitedly shouted: "Um... Xu Mo is awesome!!!"
Reporter: "???"
Rescue team members: "???"
Even the reporter, who was skilled at improvising, was bewildered and didn't know how to respond.
When asked about his thoughts as a survivor of this accident, he comes out with "Xu Mo is awesome"???
And his inexplicable excitement was completely incomprehensible - brother, you just survived a plane crash, a plane crash! What's there to be excited about?
Shouldn't this be a time to reflect on life's unpredictability and fragility, express relief at surviving, and perhaps mourn the unfortunate fellow passengers?
What's with this "Xu Mo is awesome"?!
"I'm sorry, what did you say? I didn't quite catch that."
"I said, Xu Mo is awesome!" The interviewed man repeated his previous statement with even more volume.
For him, these four words encompassed all his current feelings, after all, they were safe and sound thanks to Xu Mo.
Reporter: "..."
She knew who Xu Mo was, and she knew about Xu Mo being awesome, but... saying this in such a situation seemed rather odd.
What necessary connection was there between surviving a disaster and Xu Mo?
Could it be that these survivors were all saved by Xu Mo during the Sky Eye Action?
...
Meanwhile.
"How come there are no injured people... This is strange," a doctor from the rescue team wondered aloud.
Logically, in an accident like this, there should be many injured people, but what he saw was that all these survivors were vigorous and healthy, showing no signs of injury at all.
"Are you doctors from the rescue team? There are many passengers who can't move inside the plane. Please go check on them quickly," a survivor approached the doctors and nurses in white coats from the rescue team.
Upon hearing this, the doctor suddenly understood.
No wonder there were no injured people in sight - they were all still on the plane!
Come to think of it, those who could exit the plane after the accident obviously weren't injured. The real injured passengers must still be on the plane - of course they couldn't move easily if they were hurt!
Realizing this, the doctors and nurses immediately boarded the plane, ready to treat the injured passengers.
The first doctor who entered the cabin was dumbfounded.
The second doctor who entered was also dumbfounded.
The third doctor who entered was still dumbfounded...
Looking around, almost everyone on the plane was injured, but surprisingly, none of the injuries appeared to be life-threatening.
These injured passengers could even smile and greet them as they arrived.
After a rough count, the doctors found that there were about a hundred injured survivors still on the plane. Adding the twenty-some survivors outside, that made 133 people - everyone was accounted for, with no fatalities!
Wasn't this supposed to be a plane crash, a severe air disaster? How could there be no casualties?
Of course, these doctors and nurses didn't dwell on the lack of fatalities - it was actually a good thing. After all, what medical professional would want to see deaths?
"Quick, quick, treat the injured!" one doctor called out.
Their task now was to focus on treating the wounded.
"Doctor, over here, his arm seems to be broken. Could you take a look?" Xu Mo called out, helping Chen Ke.
"Sure!" The doctor walked over.
Seeing this, Xu Mo didn't stay around to get in the way, but gently patted Chen Ke's shoulder and prepared to leave the cabin: "The doctor's here, so I'll head down now."
Meanwhile.
Outside the plane.
"What? You're saying no one died in this air crash?" The reporter was stunned when she heard from the survivors that there were no fatalities in this accident.
She knew that this plane had suffered both a shattered windshield and an engine fire, yet under such circumstances, all passengers had survived? How skilled must the pilot be to bring an entire plane of passengers safely to the ground in that condition?
"Where's the pilot? Who is the pilot, where are they? I need to interview them!" the reporter asked urgently.

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"