Though the projection did indeed display, but...
Above, it was indeed a dark gray color.
That's right, just a blank dark gray color.
No interface, no options, nothing at all.
Light specks flickered on the dark gray background, like the snowy screen of an old television.
Li Wenxi tried tapping and swiping several times, but there was no response.
"What the heck is going on?" she muttered to herself, stubbornly tapping a few more times.
Xu Xin frowned slightly.
Could his watch work?
Thinking for a moment, an idea came to his mind.
He immediately sent a voice message to Ji Chaoyang.
The connection was established instantly: "How is it on your end?"
"I can only contact you and Wenxi."
"...Seems like my guess was right," Ji Chaoyang's voice lowered slightly, "The range of our treehouse's communication has inexplicably shrunk significantly; now it can only connect with survivors who are very close by."
