"Ah Xiba!"
"What's going on?"
"Cough, cough! The air suddenly became awful, Ah Xiba!"
Whether it was white-collar workers commuting downtown, shop owners running their businesses, homemakers working from home, or students in school, everyone noticeably felt this change.
Especially as the sky changed at a visible speed and the air became filled with a grainy texture.
"Oh my goodness! Oppa Se-hyun, come quickly and look, the sky is turning dark!"
In the office building, Pei Zhixiu stood in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling window, shocked while looking at the darkening, sometimes even blackening sky outside.
Seoul had experienced sandstorms before, but such an apocalyptic scene she was witnessing in reality for the first time.
Normally, the only place in Seoul that could be described as apocalyptic was the Han River, filled with chemical materials.
Park Se-hyun also rose from his seat and, along with other employees, curiously gazed outside.
