Opening the window, Wen Zhi was shocked by the scene before her eyes.
Outside the window that used to be empty, a litchi tree had seemingly sprung up from the ground. It was exactly the season when litchies were ripe, and the branches were laden with the fruit, so close that she could simply reach out and pick them. It was too incredible.
Wen Zhi suspected that this was a prop tree.
To confirm her suspicion, she reached out and picked a litchi.
It was heavy and emitted a sweet litchi fragrance. Peeling back the shell, juice overflowed, and the flesh was crystal clear and very tempting.
Wen Zhi ate one, her mouth filled with sweetness. She threw the shell into the trash can and turned around to go downstairs and open the door.
In the expansive courtyard, seven or eight forestry workers were moving about. They wore uniform attire, some directing while others carrying, all busy in an orderly fashion.
"What are you doing?" Wen Zhi walked over and asked.
