August 3rd.
The highest outdoor surface temperature has reached 65 degrees Celsius.
Red flames engulf the clouds; fire surrounds the void,
With a haze of blue and a blaze of red, the fierce flames almost burn the sky.
Even at night, the temperature can reach up to forty-five or six degrees.
The continuous high temperatures have scorched many trees on the ground, and even those more heat-resistant trees are wilting.
Li Yu transplanted dozens of short fruit trees, transferring them into the bunker and the underground plantation.
He also worried that these fruit trees would be scorched to death.
Originally there were paddies with several centimeters deep water; now they're devoid of moisture, the earth cracked and creviced, like the wrinkles on an old man's face, crisscrossing.
Outside the base, a river a few kilometers away had dried up.
The riverbed stones were exposed.
