April 15th is just two days away, which is also the day when acid rain will begin to corrode the plant. This acid rain will not stop until next week.
So regardless of whether the sulfuric acid could dissolve the protective layer of the fortress, he still had to lower the fortress underground and hide it before the acid rain arrived.
He glanced at the surveillance camera in the lobby; the sky outside was already quite dark. He returned to his room to wash up and planned to take a helicopter to the Yangtze River to collect water for the next two days to put into his space.
Otherwise, after the acid rain falls, there will be three consecutive months of torrential rain. When the rain stops, the polluted seawater will flood the entire continent, and then there will be no clean water left.
I quickly took a shower, sent a message to the four brothers in the group, left the post-apocalyptic fortress, and flew away in a helicopter.
A dozen minutes later, Junjue's helicopter arrived at the riverbank and saw that the river water, which was still unpolluted, was crystal clear.
Junjue stood alone on a wide river, seven or eight thousand meters wide, gazing quietly at the scenery before him.
He stood on the high platform on the riverbank, watching the river flow gently, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
On the wide, azure surface of the great river, a gentle breeze stirred ripples, creating a scene as picturesque as a poem. The distant opposite bank was lush and verdant, like a mysterious world waiting to be explored by the lord.
Junjue closed his eyes, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt the gentle breeze caress his cheeks. The refreshing sensation was like a pair of soft hands gently stroking him. He seemed to feel the breath of nature, as if he had become one with this beautiful scenery.
"This feeling is so good, but it's a pity that it will all be gone in another week."
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