The road was far from peaceful.
After lunch, the farther they traveled, the worse the road conditions became, mostly because some routes hadn't been cleared.
Everyone had to keep stopping and starting.
The Golden Roc Squad refused to believe it and headed for the national highway. The Rose Squad was worried and went along to keep an eye on them.
Several other squads followed them over there.
3A stayed on the expressway as usual, but the farther they went, the stranger the weather became.
Chen Xiaofei sat in the front passenger seat, cramming facts about mutated marine creatures, when a sudden chill swept over him. "Brr, what's going on? Why is it getting colder and colder? Wang, how does it feel to you? Are you cold?"
Wang Weihu nodded, keeping an extremely careful eye on the road. "Feels like the temperature's dropped."
Bai Shu had been resting with his eyes closed. All the material he'd just read had left his eyes aching, but at that, he immediately opened his tablet, put his glasses back on, and checked. "What's today's date? Going by the calendar, isn't the minor cold wave about to arrive?"
Chen Xiaofei immediately wailed, "We can't be that unlucky, can we? We're just about to head somewhere full of water, and now the temperature drops? It shouldn't snow down south, right?"
Qin Luo snorted. "Not before the apocalypse. After it? Who knows."
What a pain.
This mission was about to get harder.
Xu Duoduo was curled up in the back seat with her tablet, reading too. Confirmation appeared on the forum almost immediately: the first minor cold wave of the apocalyptic era was coming.
It came suddenly.
And with absolutely no regard for reason.
By rights, it should have been the depths of winter, yet they'd been wearing