In the surveillance aimed at the sky, a piece of metal debris suddenly fell, enveloped in flames.
Its speed wasn't fast, nor did it carry much kinetic energy, but it carved a fiery trail through the sky and plummeted straight into the metal garbage mountain surrounding the Desert Prison, making a considerable noise.
"What's going on? Has a satellite broken down?"
Jing scratched his head, his face full of confusion.
"But that shouldn't be the case, this isn't a designated satellite drop-off point, so why is space junk falling here?"
Jing couldn't understand, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.
After all, during the Lightning Storm, any accident or mishap could be blamed on the lightning streaking across the sky.
Maybe some people would even take the opportunity to voluntarily decommission some satellites and smooth over their faulty accounts...
Jing shook his head.
