C600 Batter

The sky was dark and gloomy, so gloomy that it was difficult to breathe. It was as if a mouthful of boiling water had entered one's throat and one could not even breathe loudly.

In June, the weather was rarely this oppressive. Maybe the weather in the premountain area was just so abnormal, or maybe the sun was just too diligent, allowing the hot summer to arrive in the north in advance