A new day dawned, and Shen Lu opened her eyes right at seven in the morning.
She stretched, thumped her slightly sore lower back, and rolled her neck. After quickly washing up, she made some egg waffles for breakfast.
After feeding Fu Cheng, Shen Lu redeemed the ingredients for mint water. She started preparing it, then grabbed her tools and headed out to scavenge.
The sun didn't come out today, a rare occurrence. A light rain fell from the overcast sky.
Shen Lu held out her palm, catching a few drops. The rain that landed on her skin was tinged a faint black and carried a smell of decay.
It wasn't acid rain, but it was the kind of phenomenon that only occurs after severe environmental pollution.
Shen Lu had no raincoat or umbrella. She glanced up at the sky, debating whether she should venture out in the rain.
