Boom!
Rumble!
Lightning flashed across the pitch-black sky as rain poured down from above, striking the hardened earth and splashing up tiny pits.
A slightly chilly wind swept over from afar, bringing a hint of wintry cold and night rain to the empty land.
According to the seasonal calendar of the wasteland and the game's arrangements, January was already the final solar term of autumn.
Once February arrived, winter would begin.
Under the cleansing of this long-awaited downpour, the temperature gradually began to fall.
Crouched inside a temporary crenel on the walls of Pumpkin Bunker, several guards tightened their clothes around the fire and stared ahead with ashen faces.
Vaguely, it seemed as though a terrifyingly dense black shadow had shrouded the sky above Qinggang City.
Farther away, countless dark clouds were still gathering, and no one knew how much rain they were brewing.
Inside the Allied forces' temporary camp.
Figures were already moving about, checking whether any debris had piled up around the drainage outlets.
"Whew, it's really so cold."
The elderly guard shivered, immediately prompting the other new guards to nod repeatedly.
There was nothing they could do about it. Qinggang City was located near the tropics on Blue Star, and even the coldest time of year was only around ten degrees Celsius.
Under normal circumstances, the temperature hovered between twenty-five and thirty-two degrees.
Yet the wasteland's winter had only just arrived, and nighttime temperatures had already dropped to the brink of zero.
Combined with the steadily rising humidity, it was as unpleasant as a skinning blade scraping across their bones.
Rumble.
Suddenly, another muffled sound erupted, accompanied by a slight tremor.
Under normal circumstances, the noise might have instantly put the guards on alert.
But with thunder booming all around them, the guards on the wall paid