[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky":3,"chapter-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-7":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Sparked the Hundred Demon Night Parade in Tokyo",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2326225,4550,"Chapter 7: Chapter Seven: This Plane Came from Akina Mountain","i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-7",7,"\u003Cp>In the control tower lobby, everyone stared out the floor-to-ceiling window as the massive fuselage of NH137 loomed larger and closer before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd panicked, faces turning ashen with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, NH137 looked like a colossal, mountain-sized beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast roared, whipping up a howling gale as it charged toward the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear and screams instantly filled the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair spread thickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no doubt: if NH137 struck the tower, given its immense size and speed, the chance of survival was as slim as an ant’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside NH137’s fuselage, the plane was rapidly nearing the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brake!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the cockpit, Wang Zun roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Deputy Captain Nakano slammed the brake pedal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wheels screeched against the ground, spewing sparks and emitting a deafening shriek that made the ears of everyone in the tower and airport ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zun gripped the control yoke tightly and pulled it in one direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the tower, NH137 was still closing in—less than a second away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many closed their eyes, waiting for death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SAT teams, police, and onlookers stared with bloodshot eyes, hearts pounding, powerless to do anything but watch as the impending disaster unfolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had forgotten the hijacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they knew was that a massive loss of life was about to happen—a catastrophe beyond rescue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tower, everyone who had closed their eyes heard the ear-splitting screech of tires skidding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beyond the skid,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They froze, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the expected massive collision?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, they opened their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone who saw it trembled violently, their minds reeling in utter shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NH137 had not crashed into the tower as expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, NH137 had swung past, its tail whipping by—barely a meter from the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one meter was the line between life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tower’s windows shuddered, the doors swayed; though NH137 hadn’t hit, its violent motion whipped up roaring gusts like miniature tornadoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt everything before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They watched NH137’s wild swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fuselage spun continuously in place, never once colliding with the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tower lobby, everyone’s legs went weak—they felt as if they’d escaped death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, they were stunned into numb disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching NH137 continue its spinning motion, everyone who saw it suddenly thought of one word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t imagined it—NH137 was drifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a car driver performing stunts, spinning in place with a vehicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except now, the vehicle drifting wasn’t a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a commercial airliner—dozens of times larger than a car!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he treating the plane like a car?” Fujihiro Shoji, piloting a fighter jet overhead, stared in stunned disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a top pilot, Fujihiro Shoji could perform aerial stunts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, aerial stunts were air shows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But performing car-like drift stunts on the ground? That had never been done—no one dared, because it was pure suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet on the ground, NH137 was doing exactly that—risking its life, with 231 people aboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thought wasn’t unique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone at the airport thought the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared, dumbfounded, as NH137 kept drifting in circles, slowing gradually from friction, yet never once touching the tower, always maintaining that one-meter distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that even a plane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone rubbed their eyes, squinting hard at NH137, convinced they were hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt NH137 looked like a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others muttered: “Did they send a car driver to fly this plane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because though absurd, there was truth in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the cockpit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Release!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Release!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zun gave rhythmic commands to Deputy Captain Nakano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each command was accompanied by precise movements of the control yoke and the thrust reverser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moriya Takeshi and Deputy Captain Nakano understood clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Wang Zun’s series of actions that had averted the crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the entire process, the cockpit remained silent except for Wang Zun’s single-word commands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tension was thick; Moriya Takeshi and Deputy Captain Nakano dared not even breathe, fully focused, listening to every word from Wang Zun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As those directly involved, how could they not know what was happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NH137 was drifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zun was controlling NH137’s drift, forcibly reversing the risk of a rollover—and delivering them a visual spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had he done it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planes and cars were both vehicles, but their controls were nothing alike—there was a massive difference in size alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moriya Takeshi stared blankly at Wang Zun, and suddenly remembered something Wang Zun had said to him while flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have 2,000 hours of flight experience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words echoed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze grew stranger—he wanted to ask Wang Zun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… Wang-san, do you have 2,000 hours of car-driving experience too? And did you somehow merge both?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drifting NH137 gradually slowed and came to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NH137 had stopped—its tail facing the tower…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between them was still one meter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full one or two minutes of stunned silence, people at the airport finally snapped out of their “Autumn Mountain Drift” trance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Move! Bring the passenger stairs over! All officers and SAT, follow me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chief Saito of the Metropolitan Police Department, in charge of the hijacking operation, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response was swift, precise, no hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the passenger stairs reached the cabin door, Chief Saito raised his left hand to eye level and clenched his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SAT personnel instantly spread out to the front and rear of the plane; others had already climbed onto the fuselage using equipment, completing their positions within minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, police cars pulled up alongside NH137, doors flung open, officers stepping out and leaning against their vehicles, pistols aimed at NH137.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Chief Saito gave the order, SAT would storm in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere froze—tension reached its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Media reporters raised their cameras to film; onlookers raised their phones to capture the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at NH137, Chief Saito’s face was cold, his eyes sharp as a hawk’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Minister Saito, all preparations are complete.\" A subordinate handed him a loudspeaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the loudspeaker from his subordinate, Minister Saito nodded: \"Wait for my order, then move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation inside NH137 is unclear; it is unknown whether the hijackers possess lethal weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing entry would be unwise and could result in hostage casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure absolute safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister Saito had no intention of launching a direct assault; he planned to use a combination of persuasion and pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, attempt to negotiate surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside NH137 flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plane had stopped; passengers in the cabin felt as if they had been reborn, relief flooding over them as they embraced one another in joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Please vote for recommendations! 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