At this moment, high above in the heavens, one could see a person embracing a little lolita with a youthful face and extraordinarily well-developed bosom; they were frolicking among the clouds, engaging in love as joyously as one could imagine.
Meanwhile, down in the human world, in the barren lands abroad, there was a severe drought.
It hadn't rained for two years, and everywhere was filled with desolation.
Even bottled mineral water from there had become a scarce commodity, its price skyrocketing to exorbitant levels.
From the initial one or two yuan per bottle, it had soared to dozens of yuan each.
And the funds allocated from above did nothing significant, like trying to stop a chariot with the arm of a mantis, they had no real effect.
Consecutive years of drought had dried up rivers, lakes, and ponds.
The residents were suffering unspeakably.
It was too difficult.
All this had happened so suddenly, and it was so hard to bear.
