Chapter 122

"Work? It's Saturday, everyone should be staying home!"

Randy then contacted Little Bee to inquire about the progress of the seed planting.

The reply he received was that it had been completed.

"Excellent!"

By the afternoon, Randy had finally accumulated and stored 20 blood lotus plants.

It was more than enough.

He then contacted all his subordinates, issuing a warning.

"Find a suitable place and spend this weekend at home."

Little Bee curiously asked, "What do you mean? I was just about to take Emma out to play."

"Because it's about to rain, and it's going to be a heavy storm."

"Rain, or a storm? You've got to be kidding."

Little Bee looked out the window. The weather was sunny—a rare pleasant autumn day—but she still chose to trust Randy. "Alright, I'll tell Emma that the plans are canceled."

Emma, playing with blocks in the living room, frowned when she heard this. "What's going on? Are the plans being canceled?"

He broke his promise again!

Emma's resentment toward Bee increased by one more.

"Yes, don't give me that look. Your dear big brother said it's going to rain soon."

"Rain?" Emma looked up curiously. "This doesn't look like it's going to rain..."

Suddenly, her words trailed off.

The sky changed abruptly. The sun retreated, and the once clear sky seemed to be wrapped in a giant net. The clouds began pressing downward, quickly coming into view for everyone to see.

It was a solid mass of black clouds, immense and oppressive, so overwhelming that it made breathing difficult for those who stared at it too long.

Even Bee was curious and came closer.

"Is this a joke? Can he actually predict the weather?"

The response came from a flash of lightning within the clouds.

Then came a thunderous roar, like the fury of a dragon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Even the usually brave Emma was slightly frightened. "Bee, stay away from me! Why do I feel like the lightning's going to strike you!"

The thunder was so loud, and the black clouds so oppressive, that it felt like they were right in front of their eyes.

Little Bee rolled her eyes.

"If anyone's getting struck, it's you! Anyway, I need to go upstairs and bring the chairs inside. If they get wet, cleaning them will be a nightmare."

Just as she said that, the rain began to fall, as if the sky had opened up. From the first few testing drops, it quickly turned into a torrential downpour!

"Looks like it's too late."

And then came the sound of the rain, furiously hitting the ground.

"The rain is pouring!"

Max and the others were just as curious, pressing their faces against the window.

They had rented a shared apartment in Midtown.

Randy had paid for it, so they all remembered to repay the favor by finishing their tasks early.

Max: "What a joy! I want to run out in the rain. My muscular body just isn't alluring enough unless it's soaked!"

He ran downstairs right after saying that.

John: "Interesting. Don't hog all the attention!" He followed Max.

Allison wasn't one to be left behind: "Who can beat me at the game of wet seduction?"

Sonia: "Ignore those fools."

At the hospital.

Catherine was also shocked as she stared out the window. She had just been urged by Randy to come to the hospital to take care of Carrie, and, as per his instructions, had bought a lot of fruit and pastries.

"I didn't think it would actually rain."

She glanced at Carrie, who was still sitting in a daze on the hospital bed, seemingly still immersed in her grief.

Another orphan, just like Randy.

As the rain intensified, Pennywise reappeared in the city center.

Pennywise had already received Randy's promise.

In this weather, if there was still some disobedient child wearing a yellow raincoat and playing in the downpour, he would certainly teach that child a lesson.

At the same time, by coming into contact with the rain, Pennywise could faintly sense Randy's presence.

This storm had been summoned by Randy!

At the same time, Beverly had returned home. Following Randy's advice, she had immediately called in sick at work after returning to the police station, and her superiors had quickly granted her a week of administrative leave.

But Jackson had been held back by the higher-ups...

Randy sat calmly by the seaside, eyes closed, continuously channeling his energy into rainwater that gathered in the sky.

This storm would gradually spread from the eastern suburbs to the western part of town, drenching the entire town of Derry.

He was doing this to alter Derry's climate, to create more water sources, better suited for the growth of the lotuses. Once the lotuses bloomed one after another, it would be time for a great array to be formed.

Besides that, Randy intended to use this storm to sense the strange occurrences in Derry.

The raindrops acted like his sensors, revealing every place they touched.

Even if monsters hid under roofs, Randy could detect traces of their movements.

At the docks in the eastern suburbs.

Randy sensed an unusual fluctuation coming from a coffin inside a small boat heading to Crockett Island.

In the forest south of the eastern suburbs.

Randy sensed something strange brewing in the belly of a deer.

Further west in the forest.

He also detected a strange and unusual birch tree, which seemed to have awakened its own consciousness.

Closer to Midtown, in a certain residence, Randy sensed an abnormal presence, as if some monster resided within.

The storm continued.

Amid the sound of rain, Randy sensed even more.

Pennywise prowling the sewer drains in search of children, the lazy grave-digging rats hiding under tombstones, and more.

Heading into Midtown, the supernatural occurrences only increased.

Nearly every neighborhood had a haunted house of some sort.

"Derry town, steeped in the resentment of the Native Americans. All the souls of the dead here, as long as they harbor resentment, will never truly rest."

At times, Randy would be shocked to find a neighborhood that had no supernatural activity and would spend extra time observing it.

The rain continued for two hours, stopping only briefly around noon, and then picking back up again.

During this time, Randy marked more of Derry's supernatural locations.

A woman in a dark alley in Midtown, with her head buried in an iron box, twisted and dragged herself along.

In an abandoned meat factory in the south of the city, a pair of strange individuals, one large and one small, were hiding.

In the affluent northern part of town, a madman had hollowed out a corpse, hanging its innards on a tree to dry.

In the western part of the city, a house had completely turned into a monster.

And in another part of the western city, a house surrounded by stray cats was emitting an eerie, evil aura.

The rain continued on and off for nearly two full days, finally tapering off by the evening of the weekend.

Of course, there were still some places Randy couldn't reach, such as the church and the convent.

"Work? It's Saturday, everyone should be staying home!"

Randy then contacted Bee to inquire about the progress of the seed planting.

The reply he received was that it had been completed.

"Excellent!"

By the afternoon, Randy had finally accumulated and stored 20 blood lotus plants.

It was more than enough.

He then contacted all his subordinates, issuing a warning.

"Find a suitable place and spend this weekend at home."

Bee curiously asked, "What do you mean? I was just about to take Emma out to play."

"Because it's about to rain, and it's going to be a heavy storm."

"Rain, or a storm? You've got to be kidding."

Bee looked out the window. The weather was sunny—a rare pleasant autumn day—but she still chose to trust Randy. "Alright, I'll tell Emma that the plans are canceled."

Emma, playing with blocks in the living room, frowned when she heard this. "What's going on? Are the plans being canceled?"

He broke his promise again!

Emma's resentment toward Bee increased by one more.

"Yes, don't give me that look. Your dear big brother said it's going to rain soon."

"Rain?" Emma looked up curiously. "This doesn't look like it's going to rain..."

Suddenly, her words trailed off.

The sky changed abruptly. The sun retreated, and the once clear sky seemed to be wrapped in a giant net. The clouds began pressing downward, quickly coming into view for everyone to see.

It was a solid mass of black clouds, immense and oppressive, so overwhelming that it made breathing difficult for those who stared at it too long.

Even Bee was curious and came closer.

"Is this a joke? Can he actually predict the weather?"

The response came from a flash of lightning within the clouds.

Then came a thunderous roar, like the fury of a dragon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Even the usually brave Emma was slightly frightened. "Bee, stay away from me! Why do I feel like the lightning's going to strike you!"

The thunder was so loud, and the black clouds so oppressive, that it felt like they were right in front of their eyes.

Bee rolled her eyes.

"If anyone's getting struck, it's you! Anyway, I need to go upstairs and bring the chairs inside. If they get wet, cleaning them will be a nightmare."

Just as she said that, the rain began to fall, as if the sky had opened up. From the first few testing drops, it quickly turned into a torrential downpour!

"Looks like it's too late."

And then came the sound of the rain, furiously hitting the ground.

"The rain is pouring!"

Max and the others were just as curious, pressing their faces against the window.

They had rented a shared apartment in Midtown.

Randy had paid for it, so they all remembered to repay the favor by finishing their tasks early.

Max: "What a joy! I want to run out in the rain. My muscular body just isn't alluring enough unless it's soaked!"

He ran downstairs right after saying that.

John: "Interesting. Don't hog all the attention!" He followed Max.

Allison wasn't one to be left behind: "Who can beat me at the game of wet seduction?"

Sonia: "Ignore those fools."

At the hospital.

Catherine was also shocked as she stared out the window. She had just been urged by Randy to come to the hospital to take care of Carrie, and, as per his instructions, had bought a lot of fruit and pastries.

"I didn't think it would actually rain."

She glanced at Carrie, who was still sitting in a daze on the hospital bed, seemingly still immersed in her grief.

Another orphan, just like Randy.

As the rain intensified, Pennywise reappeared in the city center.

Pennywise had already received Randy's promise.

In this weather, if there was still some disobedient child wearing a yellow raincoat and playing in the downpour, he would certainly teach that child a lesson.

At the same time, by coming into contact with the rain, Pennywise could faintly sense Randy's presence.

This storm had been summoned by Randy!

At the same time, Beverly had returned home. Following Randy's advice, she had immediately called in sick at work after returning to the police station, and her superiors had quickly granted her a week of administrative leave.

But Jackson had been held back by the higher-ups...

Randy sat calmly by the seaside, eyes closed, continuously channeling his energy into rainwater that gathered in the sky.

This storm would gradually spread from the eastern suburbs to the western part of town, drenching the entire town of Derry.

He was doing this to alter Derry's climate, to create more water sources, better suited for the growth of the lotuses. Once the lotuses bloomed one after another, it would be time for a great array to be formed.

Besides that, Randy intended to use this storm to sense the strange occurrences in Derry.

The raindrops acted like his sensors, revealing every place they touched.

Even if monsters hid under roofs, Randy could detect traces of their movements.

At the docks in the eastern suburbs.

Randy sensed an unusual fluctuation coming from a coffin inside a small boat heading to Crockett Island.

In the forest south of the eastern suburbs.

Randy sensed something strange brewing in the belly of a deer.

Further west in the forest.

He also detected a strange and unusual birch tree, which seemed to have awakened its own consciousness.

Closer to Midtown, in a certain residence, Randy sensed an abnormal presence, as if some monster resided within.

The storm continued.

Amid the sound of rain, Randy sensed even more.

Pennywise prowling the sewer drains in search of children, the lazy grave-digging rats hiding under tombstones, and more.

Heading into Midtown, the supernatural occurrences only increased.

Nearly every neighborhood had a haunted house of some sort.

"Derry town, steeped in the resentment of the Native Americans. All the souls of the dead here, as long as they harbor resentment, will never truly rest."

At times, Randy would be shocked to find a neighborhood that had no supernatural activity and would spend extra time observing it.

The rain continued for two hours, stopping only briefly around noon, and then picking back up again.

During this time, Randy marked more of Derry's supernatural locations.

A woman in a dark alley in Midtown, with her head buried in an iron box, twisted and dragged herself along.

In an abandoned meat factory in the south of the city, a pair of strange individuals, one large and one small, were hiding.

In the affluent northern part of town, a madman had hollowed out a corpse, hanging its innards on a tree to dry.

In the western part of the city, a house had completely turned into a monster.

And in another part of the western city, a house surrounded by stray cats was emitting an eerie, evil aura.

The rain continued on and off for nearly two full days, finally tapering off by the evening of the weekend.

Of course, there were still some places Randy couldn't reach, such as the church and the convent.