Hong Feiheng suddenly rushed into the restroom, taking the observation program crew by surprise.
The restroom was not convenient for filming, so the narrator had to fill in the details.
"It seems that this guest has come to believe in the existence of the illusion. Despite being in an unfamiliar environment, he still remembered his companion was in the restroom, truly an admirable quality."
Soon after, the two left the restroom, politely declining an interview from the program crew.
Since their reactions were not as exaggerated or comedic as others, their departure was only briefly captured.
However, everyone in the helicopter was well aware that Hong Feiheng had undoubtedly run off to confront Qi Yuan.
"Pfft~"
Almost everyone covered their mouths, struggling not to laugh out loud, though some laughter still escaped through the cracks of their fingers.
Hong Feiheng's ears turned bright red, yet he remained defiant.
"I don't know what you're all laughing at. If it were you on the scene, your reactions would have been even bigger than mine."
The others knew he was telling the truth.
After all, if Qi Yuan had been standing there, anyone who noticed something was amiss would have suspected that Qi Yuan was using some tricks on them.
Without knowing Fujiwara Aya's true character, who would have thought an S-class Supernaturalist would collaborate with the program crew to play a prank?
Given the bizarre reality and the seemingly unbreakable illusion, it was understandable for Hong Feiheng to think Qi Yuan was behind it all.
But being understandable didn't make it any less funny.
Mistaking reality for an illusion, then running to confront Qi Yuan.
Pfft—
Just recalling the scene in their minds made their lips curl upwards uncontrollably.
Since it didn't happen to them, making an effort to hold back their laughter was their utmost respect for Hong Feiheng.
"No... we..."
Someone waved his hand, his voice distorted as he still struggled to make excuses, trying to spare Hong Feiheng's pride.
"That was... um..."
After a long pause, he couldn't come up with an excuse and closed his mouth.
Someone else chimed in to cover for their companion, their tone similar to the previous person's.
"We were... uh, sympathizing... yes, sympathizing."
Hong Feiheng knew they were just placating him, but if he continued, it would only become a classic 'mermaid scene.'
Sympathizing but not daring to say what for; did they expect him to believe they had a conscience?
If others knew he was thinking this, they would probably toss him, with his 'grandpa-sitting' posture, right out of the helicopter.
Screw you!
He didn't even dare to confront Qi Yuan after being tricked, yet they thought it was funny that he was tricked by Qi Yuan? That's not illegal?
Hong Feiheng crossed his arms over his chest and splayed his long legs, taking up more space.
While they were still tolerant of him, he might as well enjoy the comfortable sitting position.
Qi Yuan saw them laughing at Hong Feiheng, and he could hardly hold back himself.
Not at Hong Feiheng, but at them.
These people had previously treated the illusion as reality, just like Hong Feiheng.
Everyone was laughing at Hong Feiheng, yet everyone was Hong Feiheng.
What's the deal with magical realism?
Thanks to Hong Feiheng's contribution, the dull and tedious flight journey became eventful.
The once stagnant team atmosphere livened up, and the helicopter was filled with cheerful energy.
Just as they were in high spirits, the pilot's voice came through, tinged with some urgency.
"Master Qi, we have limited fuel. If we keep wandering around, we won't have enough to fly back to Jidu."
In an instant, all eyes turned to Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan was speechless.
Don't assume every anomaly is my doing...
He looked at the pilot with a black line on his forehead. "Am I really that unreliable?"
Before the pilot could respond, someone else answered for him.
"Everyone, look outside. It's all engulfed in fog."
The dense fog appearing in the troposphere was an illogical scene.
They immediately understood why the pilot had said that.
Hong Feiheng also straightened up and offered a ridiculous suggestion. "Is there any wind Supernaturalist who can blow this fog away?"
Qi Yuan glanced out the window, his eyelids twitching. "Have you all been outside for too long? This is a Fusion Zone."
Finally, these frequent travelers recalled the characteristics of a Fusion Zone.
The dense, persistent fog that refused to dissipate was a telltale sign, wasn't it?
"Should we land then?"
With the mystery of the fog solved, they turned their attention to how to deal with it.
The complete fusion duration of a Fusion Zone varied, so staying airborne was not an option.
The pilot's voice sounded troubled. "Let me try entering the zone first. Landing in the fog is too dangerous."
The others naturally had no objections and followed the professional's instructions.
To enter the zone, there was no need to discern any particular direction. Just keep flying, and the fog would lead them back into the zone.
After some time in flight, the fog began to thin, revealing the hazy environment of the Fusion Zone.
The helicopter emitted a thunderous roar as everyone silently observed the scene before them.
The moon in the sky appeared like a silver disk, radiant and resplendent.
Its gentle moonlight cascaded onto the sea of clouds, draping a silvery veil over the land and sky, rendering everything dreamy and ethereal.
The moonlight bathed them, evoking a sense of loneliness and nostalgia that made them forget to breathe for a few seconds.
It wasn't until a flock of rabbits 'flew' away in fright that they awoke from their reverie.
"What is this?!"
They shouted in unison.
The moon was undoubtedly beautiful, but it was situated beneath the helicopter.
The mutated rabbits seemed to be formed from clouds, their pristine white bodies slightly distorting as the wind blew.
The rabbits nimbly leapt across the sea of clouds, their agile movements weaving between the clouds.
The moon's surface emanated a soft glow, while its interior seemed to contain something.
It appeared to have enclosed some sort of structure within a glowing spherical dome.
This bizarre scene made them feel as if they were in a dream.
They looked dazed, somewhat in disbelief, and glanced upward at the sky.
In the distance, a round moon was quietly embedded in the heavens, the familiar sight they were used to seeing.
"A Special Fusion Zone."
Bai Li was the first to react, enunciating each word.
"Let's see if we can enter."
Qi Yuan reminded the pilot to wait before flying further in.
"Okay... okay."
The cabin door opened, and Bai Li stopped a staff member who was about to go out and scout the area. She manipulated negative energy to levitate herself towards the suddenly appeared moon.
The others either watched from the windows or crowded around the cabin door to observe.
From a distance, they couldn't perceive it, but as they flew closer, they could sense the ample yet not glaring light.
Bai Li's movements were obscured by the light, making the details indiscernible.
After a while, Bai Li flew back.
Drawing everyone's attention, she stepped onto the cabin door and nodded at the others. "We can enter."
"I first tested it with an energy ball, then sent a physical object through the thin veil. Both were successful."
"My only concern is that we might not be able to exit once inside, so I came back to let you know first. If I don't return within three minutes, it means there are special rules."
After speaking in one breath, she turned and left again.
This time, she returned even quicker, putting everyone at ease.
The pilot maneuvered the helicopter inside, finding an empty spot to land.
One by one, they jumped off the helicopter.
Apart from the chill, the environment here was not much different from the surface world.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!