"You didn't hear wrong, it's true," Su Zhiruan said, looking at the people crowding at the door as she took out a few pieces of paper from the top of the documents, "This is the chart of weather changes we've monitored."
Some took the charts with skepticism, looked them over, and found that they couldn't quite understand them.
Su Zhiruan sighed, her gaze shifting to the coat hanging on the rack.
Lately, the temperature had dropped significantly from before. It used to average above fifty degrees, but recently, the temperature had plummeted rapidly, reaching forty degrees.
In the times before the apocalypse, this temperature would have been considered high, but now, it had improved a lot.
After such a prolonged battle with the heavens, even a temperature of forty degrees was seen as good news.
