"You said you saw strange birds among the sea of clouds? And you saw them weaving through the clouds all day today?" Yu Sheng widened his eyes as he looked at the clearly nervous Zheng Zhi. "And there are more and more of them now?"
Zheng Zhi finally realized it too. He turned to glance at the sea of clouds, then turned back to Yu Sheng. His eyes were clear, but tension followed close behind. "What the—! I'm the only one who can see them again?!"
True Spirit Yuanling came over at this point, his expression unusually solemn. "What do those strange birds look like? Can you describe them?"
"They have long, pointed beaks, and their tail feathers look like several fluttering ribbons. They're huge, and the edges of their wings... Wait, why don't I just draw them for you?"
As he spoke, Zheng Zhi turned and ran back into his "watchtower." A moment later, he came back out with a tablet computer and a stylus. After opening the drawing app, he quickly sketched away. Within a few minutes, he had drawn the shape of a strange bird weaving through the sea of clouds. Though he had used only a few simple lines, its features were unmistakable, and it looked incredibly lifelike.
Eileen was stunned. She stared at him with wide eyes. "Nephew, you've got this skill too?"
Zheng Zhi awkwardly scratched his hair. "I used to work as a graphic artist..."
Eileen said, "Oh, no wonder you always look exhausted whenever I see you, like you're about to ascend."
Yu Sheng paid no attention to the exchange between Zheng Zhi and Eileen. Instead, he focused entirely on the picture Zheng Zhi had sketched. After a moment, he raised his head again and looked at the vast sea of clouds