Attention all survivors! Attention all survivors!
The Extreme Temperature Disaster has officially begun!
Surface temperatures are rising rapidly. Within the next 24 hours, the peak temperature is expected to exceed seventy degrees Celsius!
All non-combat personnel are prohibited from leaving underground areas!
All surface operations must be approved and require full protective gear!
Repeating—the Extreme Temperature Disaster is here. All personnel, please prepare for heatstroke prevention and cooling measures!
The broadcast looped over and over, its tone serious and absolute.
Seraphina Sullivan looked outside the RV.
There was no sun.
To be precise, the sky still held that gloomy, grayish color unique to the apocalypse.
But a suffocating, searing pressure hung in the air.
"Has it already started?"
She murmured to herself, then stepped out of the RV.
Perhaps because the RV had been upgraded, the temperature inside was so pleasant that she hadn’t really noticed the heat outside.
Sean Chandler and Flora Sullivan followed behind her.
The moment her feet touched the ground, Seraphina Sullivan knew something was wrong.
The air was scalding.
It wasn’t the kind of heat from direct sunlight. Instead, the entire environment was slowly and evenly heating up, as if they were trapped inside a giant, invisible oven.
Her exhaled breath was hot, and the air she inhaled burned her nose and throat. Her exposed skin stung.
The weeds on the ground were already starting to turn yellow and curl up.
A nearby puddle was evaporating at a visible rate, white steam rising only to be scattered by the waves of heat.
The most incredible part was the herd of Four Seasons Deer.
Before they entered the instance, the deer had been in their thick-furred, stocky Winter Form, adapted to the extreme cold.
But now, when Seraphina Sullivan looked over, they had completely changed their appearance.
Their once-heavy coats had become short and sparse, clinging to their bodies. They were now a vibrant, verdant green—so green it was almost jarring, like fresh spring grass.
Their bodies seemed to have shrunk slightly, and their movements were more nimble. They were huddled in twos and threes under the pitiful sliver of shade at the edge of the enclosure, panting with their tongues out.
"Summer Form," Flora Sullivan said as she ran over and patted the head of a nearby Four Seasons Deer. The deer docilely lowered its head, its green fur glowing faintly. "They can adjust on their own. That’s amazing!"
Seraphina Sullivan stood at the RV’s entrance, feeling the increasingly oppressive waves of heat. She glanced at her specially upgraded RV, still as cool as spring inside, and silently took stock.
The Extreme Temperature Disaster...
The days ahead were not going to be easy.
But at least she had the RV, the Four Seasons Deer, Sean Chandler, and Flora.
And a pile of unopened rewards she had just brought back from the instance.
"Let’s go, back inside," she said, waving them over. "Standing out in this weather for too long will give you heatstroke. We can talk inside."
The three of them turned and went back into the refreshingly cool RV.
The door closed, sealing them off from the rapidly heating world outside.
"The temperature is rising. It looks like the new disaster on Azure Star is about to officially begin."
Seraphina Sullivan stood by the RV door, watching the increasingly distorted heat waves outside, and sighed softly.
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