I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 548 - 445 Scammer

In the warehouse, several very large oil tanks were faintly visible, and deeper inside was the storage area for dangerous chemicals.

"Master Xia, you’ve finally arrived!" As soon as he saw the car appear, Fang Ding rushed up to it, looking incredibly anxious.

Normally, a fire wouldn’t concern him and could be left to the firefighting team. But this time was different. This fire might be directly related to the life and death of the Fangzun Group, as it had originated in one of their warehouses.

"Tell me about the situation."

After getting out of the car, Xia Liang walked with Fang Ding toward a group of people in firefighting uniforms.

Fang Ding began to explain, "The fire did indeed start in our warehouse, but we’ve always been very thorough with our safety measures. It couldn’t possibly have caught fire by itself. This must be sabotage!"

"Describe the fire," Xia Liang said flatly.

"Okay. After our warehouse caught fire, it ignited a nearby oil tank, causing an immediate deflagration. Although no one was injured, the blaze has become unstoppable. The firefighting team simply can’t extinguish it in a short amount of time. Eventually, the fire will reach the hazardous materials warehouse, and by then..."

Fang Ding trailed off, but Xia Liang understood what he meant. If the hazardous materials warehouse ignited, the entire city of Shenhai would be affected, and the water supply would be contaminated.

At that point, everyone would blame the disaster on the Fangzun Group’s warehouse. Even if they could prove the fire was arson, the citizens of the Dragon Country wouldn’t forgive them. After all, if they hadn’t been storing flammable materials in the first place, none of this would have happened. Faced with a disaster of this magnitude and the grim prospect of heavy casualties, the public’s anger would need an outlet: the Fangzun Group. The company would likely face a nationwide boycott and the risk of bankruptcy.

"So, I had no choice but to call you, Master Xia," Fang Ding said, his voice strained. "I know you can defy fate and foresee the future. Do you have any way to handle this fire? If you could just make it rain, the firefighters could rush in and extinguish the blaze without any casualties." After speaking, he clenched his fists tightly.

He knew Xia Liang had the ability to defy fate, but controlling the weather and summoning rain... that was beyond defying fate; it was akin to becoming a god. The firefighting team had already considered using cloud seeding to induce rain, but the prerequisite for that was having suitable clouds in the sky. Right now, however, the sky was clear, without a single cloud in sight, making it impossible. Calling Xia Liang was Fang Ding’s last hope, even though he himself felt it was an impossible request.

Listening to Fang Ding, Xia Liang simply looked up slowly at the sky. The bright moon hung high amidst a scattering of stars, but there wasn’t a hint of a dark cloud. Through the System, Xia Liang already knew there would be no rain for the next two days.

But for him, that wasn’t much of an issue.

"Please, Master Xia, you must help me!" Fang Ding pressed on, seeing Xia Liang seemingly lost in thought. "If you really help us get through this, you’ll own half of the Fangzun Group from now on!"

"Do you think," Xia Liang chuckled lightly, "I’m a greedy person?"

He then turned his gaze to the firefighters, who were poised and ready for action. "Even if only for their sake, I have to put this fire out. Let’s go over there."

"Can Master Xia really do it?" Fang Ding could barely contain his excitement.

Xia Liang didn’t respond, simply quickening his pace toward the firefighters. But he had only taken a few steps when a commotion suddenly erupted in the distance.

"Make way! The Master has arrived! With the Taoist Priest here to help, there’s hope for the fire!"

In the distance, a car stopped a hundred meters from the blaze, and a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe got out. Before the man even stepped out, the firefighting team’s deputy commander was already waiting beside the car with a fawning smile. The man had incredibly long eyebrows and held a horsetail whisk in his hand. He truly had the air of an immortal.

As soon as the man stepped out of the car, the deputy commander began directing firefighters to unload items from his vehicle. In just a few dozen seconds, they had constructed a simple altar near the fire. The altar was draped with a red cloth, on which sat an incense burner, a spirit tablet, and three lit sticks of incense. Besides these items, the altar was adorned with various other odd and curious objects, giving it a rather impressive appearance.

Meanwhile, Xia Liang and Fang Ding had also arrived. However, with the arrival of this Taoist priest, no one noticed them for the moment.

"Deputy Commander Xu, is this really going to work? I think I should just lead my men to charge in. There isn’t a single cloud in the sky. How can he pray for rain?"

"The one speaking is the fire chief, Commander Xiao. The man who welcomed the priest is the deputy chief, Xu," Fang Ding explained in Xia Liang’s ear.

But Xia Liang’s face remained impassive, as if he hadn’t heard a word.

Seeing this, Fang Ding suddenly remembered who he was talking to. This was Xia Liang; surely no one’s identity could be hidden from him.

"Commander, you have to trust me," Deputy Commander Xu said to his superior. "Taoist Priest Qin’s magic is heaven-defying. He will definitely succeed in summoning the rain!"

But Commander Xiao remained skeptical.