A heavy storm was pouring down. Inside a lounge in Yuncheng's municipal government building, a young man looked up at the sky, then lowered his head as his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's going on? It was bright and sunny not long ago, but it's absolutely pouring now."

There were several other young men and women in the lounge, some of which were smoking, some of which were drinking tea, and they were all taking the time to relax.

A man who appeared to be in his late twenties lit a cigarette before taking a deep draw. "It is quite strange, isn't it? It's like those clouds were suddenly summoned out of nowhere. Are the supernatural disasters back?"

"Don't say that!"

"We finally managed to endure that nightmare and return to the right track! If it happens again... I don't even dare to think about that..."

"That is not funny at all. At the time, I was still in high school, and quite a few of my fellow students died during those supernatural disasters..."

Right at this moment, the phone of a young, bespectacled man suddenly began to ring. He took a glance at the phone, then immediately rose to his feet with a smile as he said, "Please excuse me, I need to take a call."

He closed the door before making his way to a familiar quiet place, then looked around cautiously before carefully accepting the call. "Hello."

"Hello, Secretary Zhang." A slightly...