"It's raining."
Han Ning rubbed a black raindrop between his fingers. The watery smudge, mixed with volcanic ash, instantly stained his fingertip a grayish-black.
'It must have been nearly a month since the last time it rained...'
Without any weather forecasting equipment, the rain on the Insect Continent was completely unpredictable. Sometimes it would rain after a week, other times it would be over half a month.
"I wonder if any new humans will arrive with this rain," Dean Wu said, shielding his head with his hand as he hurried toward the conference room.
Having experienced two rainfalls, the students were no longer as nervous as before.
According to the historical records of the Yinsaike Race, rain was a very normal occurrence on the Insect Continent. It would even cause Concentration Insects, which usually hid underground or in rock crevices, to come to the surface and absorb some kind of mysterious substance from the mist.
