Linhai City in June is like a steamer, the asphalt roads are softened by the sun, and the air is filled with a strange smell of sea fish and car exhaust.
Chen Zhao stood on the rooftop, looking at the looming purple light curtain on the edge of the city.
The light curtain extends from the horizon to the sky, like an endless bubble wall, with occasional ripple-like lines. When I saw this thing for the first time three years ago, the whole city went crazy. Experts said it was an aurora, and officials said it was an atmospheric optical phenomenon, but everyone knew that it was not a natural phenomenon at all.
That's spiritual tide.
