The rain poured down for three full hours.
There was no warning, no pause.
Endless rainwater came crashing down onto the scorching desert, raising a dense crackle of impacts.
Everyone huddled inside their vehicles, watching outside in terror.
No one had expected it.
The next second.
A terrifying sight that defied everything they knew slammed into view.
The desert, boundless, empty, and deathly still just moments before, had been completely swallowed by towering floodwaters in a matter of moments, turning into an endless ocean.
The yellow sand vanished beneath vast expanses of blue water.
Yang Yong stood on the roof of his vehicle, gazing into the distance.
As far as he could see, only a few scattered mountaintops jutted forlornly above the water, looking just like miniature islands.
The sight looked remarkably like the legendary Thousand Island Lake.
But this was no scenic vista. It was a deadly environment created by the apocalypse's extreme weather.
Nature's masterful handiwork now offered only bone-chilling horror that made their scalps prickle, turning wonder into terror.
Just then, the ground beneath them shifted.
A patch of sodden sand suddenly collapsed, sending the fish carcasses piled on it tumbling down and slamming into the water.
Boom!
Murky spray shot into the air.
Countless monstrous fish swarmed up, tearing madly at the fallen carcasses.
The scene was a hundred times more savage than schools of African piranhas devouring prey in documentaries.
In mere moments.
The already filthy water was stained completely red with thick blood, its stench rising into the air, pungent enough to make them retch.
"What... are those things in the water?"
"Are they monstrous fish?"
"Are those... piranhas?"
The survivors huddled inside their vehicles, scarcely daring to breathe, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
At that moment, everyone truly understood-
Outside was hell on earth.