"Raise the Civilian Umbrella."
Chen Yuan did as instructed.
Then, he witnessed a wondrous transformation.
The originally tattered Civilian Umbrella was now emitting a faint light, and, in places not visible to Chen Yuan, streaks of light converged from various parts of Tangshan Prefecture.
"Is this... repairing itself?"
Chen Yuan asked in astonishment.
"Indeed...."
It was as if an invisible force was propping up the damaged Civilian Umbrella, and now the various colored strips of cloth were also weaving together. In just a short moment,
the broken Civilian Umbrella was restored to wholeness.
This... was far beyond Chen Yuan's expectations.
At least, before coming to Tangshan Prefecture, he had not expected that the Civilian Umbrella could still be repaired. He had only planned to place this object in the Heavenly Book as a keepsake.
Or perhaps to repair it through other means.
This situation could not be described as anything but miraculous.
