Before they could even rest for a moment, the rain falling from the sky changed color and carried a pungent smell.
The village chief had a bad feeling and reached out to touch it. Instantly, a large hole was burned into his finger.
"Hiss! Ahhh! It's acid rain! Acid rain! Has anyone brought protective clothing? The one the authorities issued a few days ago."
"Huh? You rushed out in such a hurry, who remembers to bring that thing?"
"The roof above us is starting to melt!"
"It's all over, it's all really over."
Zhang Jiang's teeth chattered uncontrollably as he huddled together with a group of people for warmth, and soon the roof was corroded by acid rain.
Everything in sight was completely corroded away.
The village chief burst into tears, crying, "Why so fast? The paint was supposed to be delivered to our village in just one week! Why is there acid rain now?"
"The Beijing Research Institute has already developed paint that can withstand acid rain. Our houses can now withstand not only earthquakes and tsunamis, but also acid rain. Why are you doing this to us?"
They had nowhere to run and could only watch helplessly as death approached.
Natural disasters show no mercy; after corroding the roof, acid rain fell on them.
"Ahhh!"
"It hurts so much! Mom, help me!"
As expected, Zhang Jiang experienced excruciating pain from the acid rain. He witnessed a single drop of acid rain corrode a fist-sized piece of flesh from the spot on his body.
He rolled on the ground, screaming in pain, which nearly made him faint.
Whether it was a hallucination he had before he died or not, he seemed to see a helicopter with the Dragon Group logo.
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