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Spring in Skysea City was a rainy season.

At first, it was just a drizzle. The entire street was shrouded in mist and was in danger. People could be seen hurrying with their bags above their heads.

Gradually, the rain became denser, and in the end, the sky and the earth became one color. It actually became an inseparable bead curtain.

It was around nine in the morning