The Moon

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.

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