"Gh–Ghost… a ghost!!!"
Everyone who saw the scene screamed in terror and stumbled backward, falling to the ground as they scrambled to speak coherently.
After all, what was happening before their eyes was far beyond what anyone could accept as normal.
But the Ulanda formed from smoke paid no attention to their cries. Once again, he turned into a dense cloud of mist and, just like the two Ma Fengka Pearls before him, rushed toward the exit.
After surging upward into the sky, climbing to a tremendous height, he finally reformed into human shape.
From high above, Ulanda—who had just awakened—narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked down over the valley.
In no time, he locked onto a target below, then once more dissolved into mist and dove down at high speed.
That target was none other than the leader of the Lan Tribe who had come chasing earlier.
In the blink of an eye, Ulanda's smoky form plunged into the man's body.
The leader's body began to shake and convulse violently—signifying the success of the possession.
When the man opened his eyes again, the greed that had previously filled them was gone, replaced by a harsh, crimson gleam.
Outside, it had started to rain.
No one knew when it began, but it was getting heavier and heavier.
Lin Feng, who had been sitting at his desk drawing manga, finally set down his pen as the thunder outside grew louder and louder. He walked over to the balcony, pulled open the curtain, and looked out.
Both Mayuko Manzuki and the school's announcements had warned that a typhoon would sweep through the town in the coming days.
But he hadn't expected it to arrive this quickly.
Just this afternoon, the sky had been bright and cloudless—and by evening, it was already pouring rain. Now, outside, it had turned into a full-on deluge.
Rain by itself wasn't a big deal.
The problem was that it wasn't just rain—it came with thunder, lightning, and howling winds.
Wind, lightning, thunder, and torrential rain—Japan's typhoon weather really lived up to its reputation.
No wonder the school had canceled classes. In weather like this, going out would be dangerous.
Even if you weren't struck by lightning or blown away by the wind, you'd still be soaked to the bone the moment you stepped outside, raincoat or not.
And with the wind so strong, if something like a flowerpot got blown off a balcony and hit your head, that could be deadly.
Unlikely, sure—but not impossible.
Maybe it was the storm that scared him, but Chachamaru had been hiding under the blanket since the first rumble of thunder, only poking out his little head to look at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng couldn't blame him. Pets like cats or dogs were naturally afraid of things like thunder and lightning.
As for Lin Feng himself, this kind of stormy weather didn't scare him—it only added to his life experience.
After all, he no longer had the mindset of a child. More importantly, after mastering the Breath of the Sun, he had grown far more confident.
There was a saying that went, "Once you hold true power, your fears begin to fade."
Because in truth, all fear stems from a lack of power.
As long as your own strength is great enough, you can face almost anything in the world without flinching.
If this had been the old Lin Feng—before he learned the Breath of the Sun—just a walk outside in this weather would probably have left him with a cold and runny nose.
But now? Even if he ran around in the storm for hours, he'd be fine.
Not a fever, not a sniffle, not even a single sneeze.
Such were the benefits of an enhanced body.
Judging by the way it was pouring outside, it didn't look like the typhoon would end anytime soon.
After observing the storm for a while, Lin Feng pulled the curtain shut again and returned to his desk.
No matter how fierce the wind and rain were outside, the inside of his home remained warm, clean, and comfortable.
And truth be told, the rhythmic sound of rain and thunder actually made for perfect white noise—it could help a person focus. Sometimes, working with that sound in the background made concentration even easier.
The stormy night passed, and morning came.
When the first rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves, still dripping with rain, they refracted into a kaleidoscope of colors.
Contrary to expectations, the downpour had completely stopped by dawn. The skies were bright and clear again.
At that moment, in Gian's (Suneo's) luxurious family courtyard—
"After last night's typhoon passed, the skies have cleared. The forecast predicts a full day of sunshine today…"
The smooth, magnetic voice of the male weather broadcaster echoed softly through the yard.
"Go, go, go! That's it—perfect!"
"Faster! Come on—yes, that's awesome!"
The courtyard, still damp from the night before, was filled with puddles and muddy patches.
But that didn't stop Gian from gleefully driving a remote-control off-road car across the open space.
Honestly, among all his friends, he was probably the only one with such a spacious yard—a place where you could race RC cars without any limits.
The ground might've been uneven and slick from the rain, but that meant nothing to Gian's skilled hands.
Under his nimble control, the little off-roader darted around the courtyard in dizzying circles.
Each time it seemed like the car would hit an obstacle, he'd twist the control stick just in time, making it swerve away at the last second.
That thrill—that rush of near misses—was exactly what he loved.
But perhaps he got too confident, or maybe the puddle he hit was deeper than expected—
When the car sped past a bend near the garden bushes, its wheels suddenly lost traction, skidding sideways into the shrubbery.
And right at that moment, something strange happened.
The out-of-control RC car rolled out from the bushes, carrying with it… a small, pale-white sphere.
"Huh? What's this thing…?"
Suneo blinked in surprise, staring at the faintly glowing orb his toy had just unearthed.