Night had fallen, and the sky over Jiangzhou City should have been as black as ink.
But just after eight in the evening, a silver glow suddenly appeared on the city's horizon.
The light was extremely faint at first, like moonlight peeking out from behind distant mountains.
But soon, crimson seeped into the silver glow, and within the crimson, streams of gold began to intertwine.
Finally, silver, crimson, gold, transparent, and yellow—the five-colored lights flowed slowly across the night sky, creating a strange and beautiful spectacle.
"Mama, what is that?"
In Jiangzhou Park, a little girl pointed at the sky, her eyes wide and round.
The citizens strolling nearby all looked up.
"An aurora? Can we see an aurora here in Jiangnan Province?"
"No… there are too many colors, and it's moving!"
Someone raised their phone to record it, and the image on the screen was even more brilliant than what could be seen with the naked eye.
