The dark clouds and the water surface appeared bluish gray, clear and deep.
The rain threads pierced the ground like a thousand needles, accumulating a shallow layer of water on the rooftop.
"It's been raining continuously, but the air feels much clearer than before the apocalypse."
Su Huan gathered some rainwater and tidied her long hair as she sighed.
The factory director behind her sighed, "The air tests conducted a few days ago showed that the various emissions from burning, industrial dust, carbon dioxide, and so on have decreased astonishingly, as if overnight we've regressed eighty years."
Vice President Deng chuckled, "Decades of governance didn't work as well as this one night of rain."
The factory director responded sternly, "Old Deng, you can't say it like that..."
"Alright, alright, I was just joking no need for a lecture."
