It was already October. Their area had a primarily subtropical climate, so the temperature should have dropped by now and it should not have been so hot.
But man proposed, and heaven disposed. Qianyong City had suffered nineteen consecutive days of high temperatures this year, keeping the seawater temperature unusually high.
Even with October arriving, the autumn heat was still fierce.
When Huang Ningna had cultivated them, he had gone to great lengths to make slight adjustments, doing his best to help the Coral adapt to the local water temperature.
He had based those adjustments on the average water temperatures of recent years, never expecting this year's weather to be so different.
So just as the Coral seemed about to take root, all their efforts went to waste again as signs of bleaching appeared.
When the news spread, everyone felt awful. Their volunteer group discussed it for several days straight, trying to figure out how to save this batch of Coral.
They even came up with terrible ideas like throwing ice into the ocean, but there was still nothing they could do.
The ocean was too vast, and Coral was far too sensitive to temperature.
Even if they could throw in ice once or twice, they could not keep dumping ice into the sea every day. The cost was too high for any of them to bear.
Rather than waste their energy struggling blindly, they might as well give up on this patch of Coral. Next year, once they cultivated Coral better suited to the area, they could plant it in the sea again.
That was how scientific research was. Sometimes, even after reaching ninety-nine and a half steps, an accident in the final half-step could still render every result worthless.
After Huang Ningna and the others spent a week