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.,He wasn't afraid of death, he just didn't want to live like a zombie.,Lu Buni was taken aback. The shipping address actually read "Aurora Technology."。