At a region near a certain continental shelf, maritime airflows are active, and a storm is brewing.
The sky gradually darkened, and the waves began to grow fierce and wild.
Many fishing boats had already returned to port, but some had not managed to get back in time.
In the diving areas close to shore, the fish catch is usually not significant, prompting some adventurous boats to venture farther out where fish are plentiful, but the weather is also more unpredictable.
Just like now, with the coming storm, it's uncertain if every vessel can return to safety in time.
The stacked clouds in the sky loomed closer, rendering even the most majestic skyscrapers between heaven and earth utterly insignificant in comparison.
At times like these, people couldn't help but wonder: Can humanity really influence this planet itself?
People often say "The emperor's anger slays a million men."
