"What sort of trick is this? A 3D projection?"
People were discussing animatedly, looking towards Wang Hanxu.
Wang Hanxu was also completely puzzled. He instinctively wanted to run out of the tent to see what was going on, but he was very alert. After taking two steps, he stopped.
What if there was danger outside?
Some had also considered this, but not everyone had thought of it, such as the fat man.
"Let's go out and take a look!"
After saying that, the fat man turned around on the spot and was dumbfounded, because he realized that there was simply no door on this tent.
"Where's the door?"
The fat man charged towards a wall of the tent, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, grabbed the bottom edge of the tent with his hands, and started to pull upwards with force.
Outside, the fog was dense, like the thick fog of a winter's morning, with visibility not exceeding ten meters.
"What's going on here?"
