Wang Lan glanced at him, then walked towards the willow tree, reaching out to grab a leaf. As the leaf brushed against her fingers, Wang Lan's expression changed.

These leaves... they're definitely not real!

"Am I right?" Old Zhang said, "Is there something wrong with those leaves?"

Wang Lan threw the leaf away, nodded, and said, "That's right, this isn't a leaf. It feels like... a kind of fabric?"

Sun Muchen was stunned for a moment, reached out and grabbed a leaf, and said in surprise, "This, this is really fake!"

Old Zhang stared at the leaf that Wang Lan had thrown on the ground for a while, then looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the azure sky was even deeper, and a glimmer of starlight appeared in sight, becoming the only embellishment in the sky after the ever-falling and fading sunlight.

Old Zhang spoke first: "Sun Muchen."

Sun Muchen was taken aback and looked at Lao Zhang. She intuitively noticed that Lao Zhang was suddenly a little different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.

Old Zhang then pointed to the sky and said, "Try firing a shot into the sky with your sniper rifle."

Sun Muchen nodded, took out his sniper rifle, aimed it at the sky, and asked, "Can I shoot anywhere?"

Old Zhang nodded.

Bang!

The bullet shot into the sky.

A spark suddenly appeared in the sky, vanished in an instant, and then a twisted ripple spread out from the sky, the azure color twisting and changing, revealing a dazzling array of colors.

Then, amidst this ripple, layers of dark clouds suddenly appeared, rolling endlessly. They then transformed into an inky starry sky, with the bright moon passing by. Suddenly, layers of blue clouds appeared, constantly changing.