Mist blurred everything in sight. A hundred meters away, the world became a hazy blur. Even a Sequence Adept's enhanced vision could not penetrate this mist.
Poyang Lake lay to their left, while lush trees and scattered buildings stood to their right.
Though sunlight filtered through the mist and illuminated the area, it was like the first light of dawn: there was light, but it was far from bright.
Only a thin layer of mist hung over Poyang Lake, barely obstructing the view. Instead, the dry land along the shore was completely shrouded in it.
It was no longer early morning, yet beads of water still condensed on the trees to their right and the weeds on the ground, dripping into the puddles below.
Despite the thin layer of mist over Poyang Lake, they could still see a long way across it.
It was winter now, and the dry season had arrived. Before the Apocalypse, Poyang Lake would split into several smaller lakes during the dry season.
But after the Apocalypse, Chu Sheng and the others could see that even in the dry season, Poyang Lake held far more water than it had during the wet season before the Apocalypse.
Poyang Lake stretched three hundred li. Now, perhaps they could add another zero or two to that number?
"This damned weather has me soaked all over. What a pain!" Lu Guan brushed the water droplets off his ribs and complained, "This place and the last one are complete opposites!"
"It was so hot there that finding water was a struggle. Here, it's a flood, and finding fire is a struggle!"
"It's the Apocalypse. Isn't that how it goes? From one extreme to another." Old Man Li had gathered a pile of mist-soaked wood nearby and was holding a pack of