Although the acid rain was dangerous, it also acted as a natural shield.
In such extreme conditions, few would dare venture outside. Most people would stay put, hiding safely in their own homes.
The room they had chosen was relatively secure as well.
It was on a higher floor. Even if enemies appeared, they wouldn't reach them anytime soon. On top of that, the entrance doors had already been locked in advance.
Three layers of doors—any sign of danger would be detected long before it got close.
So that night, no one stood watch.
In a place this safe, rest mattered more than anything.
Leonard and Thomas both fell asleep early.
Suzy lay on the bed in the bedroom, locking the door behind her before slipping into her space.
Inside, she made a round of inspection. The farm, the pasture—everything was being managed perfectly by the spirit.
She drank a mouthful of spring water, then ran through her usual physical training and firearms practice. Once she was done, she left the space.
