June marked the height of summer in the Faith World.
The temperature suddenly shot up, like an alarm clock, "shouting" at people until they had to crawl out of bed early in the morning.
"Only five-thirty? It's already thirty degrees?"
Su Mo listlessly picked up the thermometer from the bedside table. His gaze drifted between the numbers and the time as he sat up helplessly.
Before, entering God Spirit Island whenever he closed his eyes had been a mental torture. Now, it had become torture for both mind and body.
For those players who still had not found a place to settle down, every minute and every second was probably agony.
Su Mo rolled out of bed. Beside the wooden bedside table sat half a pot of cold tea left over from the night before.
He took the cold tea to the window and pushed it open. A wave of heat struck him in the face. Beside the windowsill sat a large insulated container. When he opened it, he found a bucketful of crushed ice.
He scooped in more than half the ice, mixing it into the cold tea. After taking a large gulp, he leaned out and looked into the street.
Although the eastern sky had only just begun to pale, several scattered figures were already wandering around the gathering place. The shops along the streets were opening one after another, and the breakfast stalls in particular were already sending up clouds of steam.
Compared with the impoverished dead-corner regions, the prosperity of the Cloud Division made Su Mo feel that this Faith World had become much livelier.
No, it was no longer the Cloud Division.
It should be called Flame Fist Town.
After finishing the cold tea by the window, Su Mo turned and went to the bathroom