It was only now that Wei Huo understood that the Luck Severance Skill was indeed extraordinary. It could turn clouds and rain with a flip of a hand. It could even change the situation by sending out some luck and making something rotten magical.
Zhang Yuwen's luck was really strong. In just a few hours, she had gotten lucky. Not only were there many women in the shelter, but there were also many men who had fought over her.
The heat wave hit, and the temperature outside the shelter reached 70 degrees. Many places were set on fire, and birds, animals, and insects had nowhere to run. They were all burned to ashes, but the small mountain with the Dragon Lock Well was still safe.
It was impossible to stay on the top three levels of the shelter. The temperature on the fifth level was already 50 degrees. One could imagine how high it was higher.
