The indoor doors and windows were tightly shut, with heavy curtains drawn together, making the entire room airtight.
Chai Cuiqiao lay on the living room sofa playing with her phone, her feet resting on the sealed aquarium that contained Zou Zhengze's specimen. A cold yin energy radiated from her entire body, like a high-powered central air conditioner, bringing a chill to every corner of the room.
In the bedroom, Li Ang wore a white tank top shaped like a plastic bag on his upper body and a pair of blue, drafty boxers on his lower body. He sat comfortably in a chair with his feet in a basin full of water, playing on his computer.
Late summer was transitioning into early autumn, and by rights, the weather should have been gradually cooling down, but this year was different.
The sun blazed in a cloudless sky. The air seemed to stagnate, and the ground steamed as heat radiated upwards. The streets, once bustling with pedestrians, were now sparsely populated.
