Outside, the flames roared into the sky, while inside it was cool and comfortable.
Xu Xin sat on a chair, patting Keke's little head while browsing the regional channel.
Thanks to Ji Chaoyang and his contributions of the guide, the number of people hadn't dropped much—originally over 3,900, and now it's 3,895. Only fewer than a hundred people had died in this lightning storm.
"Oh my god, it's a good thing I listened to the experts and chopped down all the trees around me. Now, my surroundings are completely burning, except for this smoke... cough cough..."
"After this fire, what's going to be left..."
"Where's that promised rainy season? Hurry up and come! Without it, there really won't be any jungle left!"
"Let me tell you, just now while I was chopping trees, lightning struck no more than ten meters away from me. I almost got struck dead by lightning, it was terrifying! Good thing I'm clever, I chop down the short trees first and leave the tall ones to attract the lightning!"
