On the Edge of Pure

Especially the meteorological bureau's warning, tonight there might be a once-in-a-century torrential rainstorm. The distant horizon is shrouded in thick clouds, and faintly, scorching lightning flashes intermittently, as if tearing open a gap in the darkness. The rumble of thunder rolls ominously.,I don't know who sent him the virtual helmet, but it can't be a bad thing.,“Put on your helmets and initiate the consciousness data link.”。