The night was silent.
The temperature did not fall but was instead oppressively stagnant.
The air was like thick sludge, choking one's breath within it.
....
Xin City.
Twenty kilometers from the County, a small town, in some corner.
The town was originally by the river, but as the high temperatures continued, even the river had dried up.
Beneath the dried riverbed, many Yellow Wax Stones were revealed.
These Yellow Wax Stones, after being directly scorched by the hot sun during the day, absorbed a great deal of heat and began to radiate it as night fell.
Intensely hot.
On the other side of the river, there was a small hill, not very tall, tens of meters, but it could provide shade.
By the river, there was a bridge, and at the end of the bridge, there was a house.
The house had seven stories, including two underground.
On the second underground floor, in the innermost room, dark and gloomy, a heart-wrenching sound could be heard.
