"Ah, shit!"
"What's going on?"
"Cough, cough! Cough, cough! The air suddenly got terrible, ssibal!"
Whether they were white-collar workers at the office, shopkeepers running their businesses, housewives doing chores at home, or students at school, they all clearly felt the change.
In particular, the sky was changing at a rate visible to the naked eye, while the air became full of gritty particles.
"Oh my God! Oppa Se-hyeon, come look! The sky's gone dark!"
Inside the office building, Bae Ji-su stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, staring in shock at the murky yellow, almost black sky outside.
It wasn't as though Seoul had never experienced sandstorms before, but she had truly never seen a scene so apocalyptic in real life.
Normally, the only place in Seoul that could be called apocalyptic was the Han River, brimming with chemical raw materials.
Park Se-hyeon also rose from his seat and looked curiously out the window with the other employees.
Yes, curiously. Seoul had experienced dusty weather from time to time before. At worst, they wore masks and cursed Hua Country, but once the wind blew, the sandstorm would soon pass.
So their first impression was simply curiosity.
"Wow, it's impossible to go outside now, right?"
"There's a convenience store downstairs. Let's buy some N95 masks. Make sure to wear one when you head home tonight!"
"Look, the sun's almost invisible. Everything around us is red—it's really scary."
"Oh my God, what is Hua Country doing again? How did they make such a huge sandstorm?"
"Did they do it on purpose? I heard they burn crop residue all day long, and now we're the unlucky ones eating dust."
"I heard this time it was..."
"Ssibal! Those damned Hua Country people, destroying the environment on such a massive scale just to develop their