Chu Shiqing spread his hands, and moist vapor gathered high above.
The desert was very dry, but here near the coast of the Red Sea, there was plenty of water vapor, hence glistening and translucent raindrops began to condense deep within the clouds. They hovered and trembled in the air, like countless mirrors, reflecting the silhouette of a huge whale.
This was his Fate Principle, the celestial phenomenon of rain.
With a downward press of his right hand, the sky seemed to open its sluice, the clouds dispersed, and the rain fell.
The howling of the wind and rain was like the tide, with faint echoes of distant whale song.
The rainstorm poured down.
Just as Lu Bu'er had hopped into the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle, he saw the storm descending from the sky, his pupils flashing with surging data streams, and he muttered, "This is freaking heavy water again!"
