The records showed that, starting in February this year, the weather in Binger Town had become increasingly erratic.
Dense fog, storms, lightning, hail, and snow.
All kinds of abnormal weather appeared in turn.
Of course, at the beginning, although these abnormal weather phenomena did occur, they were neither severe nor obvious.
At most, they seemed strange and did not affect people's lives.
But just a month ago.
The weather in Binger Town began to grow severe and conspicuous.
According to the records, Binger Town had been shrouded in dense fog the previous week. The fog had covered the town for five whole days. During that time, the residents had tried to leave the town for help, but none of them had succeeded.
Fortunately, the fog had dispersed after a few days, and no residents had gone missing.
Their lives, however, had been greatly affected.
Over the past few weeks, Binger Town had also been struck by hail, lightning, and storms, damaging numerous houses and injuring residents.
After the Church in Constant City had been informed of the matter, it had sent people to investigate, but there had been no conclusion at the time.
For now, the Church could only take sealing measures, temporarily blockade Binger Town, and stop accepting tourists. The town would not reopen until the truth was uncovered and the strange abnormal weather was dealt with.
Inside the carriage, Sifa lowered the records and glanced at the old man beside him. "The Church has sealed off the town. Can we still get in?"
Oswald chuckled. "Of course. We're here as assistants."
He lowered his voice further. "Our association donates a large sum of money to the three major Churches every year. So long as it doesn't involve high-level secrets or items, they turn a blind eye."
*It's good