My name is Chen Fan, an ordinary delivery boy.
The weather today is a bit strange. It's obviously noon, but the sky is as gloomy as evening, and the air is so stuffy that people can't breathe.
I had just finished delivering an order and was riding my electric donkey back. I was thinking of going back to the rental house to turn on the air conditioner and play games when heavy raindrops came down without any warning.
"Holy shit, this weather!"
Cursing, I parked the car under a shed at a bus stop on the side of the road, ready to wait for the rain to lighten before leaving.
The raindrops are black.
It was sticky and had a strange smell mixed with rust and rotten eggs. It dripped on the ground, rising up in bursts of white smoke, and even the cement floor was corroded and sizzling.
Several people taking shelter from the rain on the platform also noticed something was wrong.
