This world was getting worse and worse...
Disasters had become part of people's daily lives. Television news no longer reported minor calamities, and people had grown numb to accidents that caused few casualties. Human lives were becoming hollow numbers, while an indescribable sense of decay spread through people's hearts.
But that did not include Lin Xiaotian, who was part of the Disaster Relief Team.
Ever since he had joined the Disaster Relief Team despite his older brother and sister's objections, he had felt that his life was meaningful every day.
Though people were left homeless by disasters and the world collapsed amid catastrophe, people's hearts had not completely rotted away. Sparks were gradually beginning to burn deep beneath those withered, decaying leaves.
Lin Xiaotian had been in this town for a week. After the Disaster Relief Team heard that an unprecedented acid rain had fallen here, they hurriedly organized personnel and rushed over.
Though they had been prepared, the team members had still been shocked by the sight of the town. This acid rain had been truly "acid" poured down from the sky.
An unknown corrosive liquid had descended upon this peaceful town. It could even corrode sturdy concrete buildings, dissolving the ground into pitted pools of acid that belched thick black smoke and gave off a pungent stench.
There was barely anyone left on the streets. Judging by the scene, anyone directly drenched by that acid rain had likely been reduced to nothing, though those who had hidden inside buildings might have survived.
After arriving in town, the Disaster Relief Team began searching for survivors among the buildings riddled with corrosion, then transferred them all to a well-preserved church in the town center for shelter.
Strangely enough, the buildings around the church had all become ruins, yet this church