Scorching heat spread across the country. The temperature of the country was surging. Just a few weeks before, the temperature fluctuated from 36 to 40 degrees Celsius, and now it was slowly rising to 42.
Though still bearable, many preferred to stay in their home and leave at night when the temperature drops to 40.
Recently, the military base was plagued by the discussion of water and food spoilage.
The rising heat was causing most of the food to get spoiled, giving the general of the military base a headache.
In the tense meeting room.
"What are the higher-ups' orders now?" General Dante asked with a sigh; he couldn't help his luck.
The zombie apocalypse was already giving them a headache; now with the addition of heat waves... life was becoming hell.
Due to the heat, many of the generals even removed their coats.
"They are going to make an announcement the next day." General Conard replied in a grim voice.
