Chapter 17 : Is it not acid rain?

Tonight is the night the acid rain arrives.

Though one has done the best one can, one will inevitably slip up.

Therefore, one could not rest this night.

If something unexpected did happen, one could realize it first and remedy the situation in time.

If one fell asleep, then it would really be too late and one could only wait for death.

Sitting on the bed, Max plopped down at his feet and buried his head between his two front paws.

There was no tail wagging, and he looked a little tired.

Chris's gaze towards Max softened a bit more.

Today it accompanied himself to hunt more than twenty chicks, and it had indeed contributed a lot.

Gently stroking Max's fur, Max was quiet as if he was asleep.

However, Chris knew that it was not asleep.

Opening the system's warehouse, Chris confirmed a glance at the spiritual energy water.

After five days of stockpiling, he now had a full 13,000ml of Spiritual Energy Water in his warehouse!

This was called a huge amount of money!

Originally, Chris had planned to exchange this spiritual energy water for resources.

However, after knowing that the acid rain was coming, Chris dismissed the idea.

No one knew how much damage the acid rain would do.

Even if he was completely prepared, Chris wasn't sure that he would be unharmed at all.

Therefore, it was better to keep the Spiritual Energy Water for now.

Save it for himself and Max to use.

After the acid rain passed, when he had used it up and still had some left over, he would then take it out and trade it with others.

By that time, there would definitely be a portion of people who were injured in the acid rain, and they would definitely be in urgent need of medicines to heal their injuries.

There was a market only when there was a demand.

At that time, one's Spiritual Energy Water would definitely be able to sell at a good price.

Thinking beautifully in his heart, Chris actually closed his eyes unconsciously without even realizing it himself!

He was really too tired these two days, the drainage system, the ventilation system.

These were all physical labor.

In order to be able to finish it before the acid rain came down, he barely rested.

Just sitting on the bed for such a short while, he closed his eyes, his breathing gradually becoming steady.

Max was lying at Chris's feet, and he was smart enough to sense Chris's tiredness.

I don't know how long it took, but Chris suddenly felt something soft in his arms arching over him.

Dazed, he opened his eyes, and in Chris's arms, Max was struggling to shrug his body, trying to wake him up.

Seeing his eyes open, Max stopped moving and jumped off the wooden bed, a whimpering, anxious low growl escaping his throat as his head looked in the direction of the wooden door to the shelter.

Chris was shocked when he saw Max's state.

Acid rain coming?

Chris raised his head and looked towards the location of the skylight.

Through the skylight, countless dense raindrops fell on it, smashing out countless splashes.

At the same time, outside the shelter, all the locations in the survival game.

Acid rain fell at the same moment!

Having been notified by the system long ago, countless Survivalists prepared for this moment.

Some of them had built rain-proof shelters, while others had formed teams and excavated caves.

Regardless of which survivor they were, they also had only one purpose.

To survive.

However, the descent of the acid rain was just too sudden.

Even Chris, who had the assistance of the system, only finished all the work a moment before the acid rain descended.

Not to mention those survivors who didn't have the system and were unlucky.

Chris was in the shelter, looking at the water splashes that kept stirring up on the skylight, and was a bit thankful in his heart.

Fortunately, he had completed all the construction.

Opening the system interface, he spent a few more units of wood to construct some barrels and placed them in places that might leak rain.

"First natural disaster:Acid Rain, beginning to descend."

"Detected that the host's shelter rating is ranked in the top 100 of all survivors, is the live mode turned on?"

"Turning on the live broadcast mode will synchronize your shelter infrastructure to all survivalists, giving them the opportunity to learn from your infrastructure."

"You will receive different rewards according to the impact of the live broadcast."

"Is it on?"

The system's prompt suddenly sounded, and Chris pondered for a moment without immediately choosing.

Opening the system interface, he entered the chat page, and at the top of the chat page, a horizontal row of live room information appeared.

Clicking on it would allow you to enter the live room, and inside was the Survivor who had chosen to start the live broadcast in the prompt just now.

Chris slid and flipped through them, totaling eighty or so live rooms.

After thinking for a while, he ultimately did not choose to start the live broadcast.

Even though, the rewards of live streaming could be very tantalizing.

But, live streaming wasn't without risk.

Watching the chat logs from the previous days, Chris learned that a roving gang of robbers had appeared in the neighborhood.

They wouldn't mine resources on their own, but rather, they would go and prey on other survivalists and take their supplies.

Therefore, one could not broadcast live, and one had to eliminate all operations that would reveal one's position.

Developing meticulously is the ultimate mystery of survival.

Accumulate grain, build a high wall, and claim the throne slowly!

Chris, who was thinking like this, suddenly heard the snapping sound of water drops.

It wasn't the sound of rain pattering outside the shelter.

He heard it very clearly, that water sound was in the refuge.

Chris reflexively and instantly closed the system interface.

Listening carefully and attentively to the sound in the shelter.

Snap, snap, snap ...

The sound was particularly tiny, but it was getting faster and faster.

Chris instantly understood the source of the sound, there was a leak somewhere!

After searching around the shelter, Chris locked onto the target.

It wasn't the skylight or the ventilation holes that were already well covered from the rain, but the stone door of the shelter!

The wooden stairs that rotated upwards had also changed to stone in the last reinforcement, and followed the stone stairs to the stone door.

Chris saw the rain leak.

After the stone door was closed, there was the slightest tiny gap where it fit into the door frame.

It was in this gap that the rainwater seeped in, only that the seepage was slow because the gap was just too small.

Looking at the water drops that kept dripping, Chris suddenly frowned.

Wasn't the system notified of acid rain, why didn't this rainwater look much corrosive?

Acid rain, a very special kind of disaster, was categorized into sulfuric acid rain or nitric acid rain.

Most of this disaster was caused by human activities.

The burning of large quantities of very high sulfur fuels, automobile exhaust, etc., all kinds of pollution will promote the generation of acid rain.

Acid rain is highly corrosive and contains a lot of acid.

Except for metals that are particularly resistant to acidity, such as gold ore, basically all substances are afraid of acid rain.

For example, the stone gate in front of you.

If acid rain fell from the sky, at the very least, it would be corroded with tiny traces.

However, why did the acid rain fall on the stone door without any reaction at all.

While thinking about it, Chris took out a zhang of white gauze from the warehouse.

This was left over from the last time he bandaged his wounds, and there was still a lot of it in the warehouse after trading a bit too much last time.

Carefully avoiding the dripping water drops, Chris plugged the white gauze onto the gap.

The gauze was very absorbent and didn't hinder the entry of the acid rain, instead it facilitated its penetration.

The gauze quickly became wet.

The doubt on Chris' face deepened, it shouldn't be.

The main material of the gauze was cotton, which was very susceptible to corrosion, even a very weak acidity would leave traces on the gauze.

What in the world was going on here?

Could it be that what descended was ordinary rainwater and not acid rain?

With doubts in his heart, Chris took out another wooden spear from the warehouse and gently poked the moistened gauze.

There was still no reaction, and the wooden spear was not corroded.

Could it really be ordinary rainfall?

Chris reached out and was about to rip the gauze off.

But, as soon as his hand touched the gauze, he felt a searing pain begin to spread through his fingers.

Ah!

Chris couldn't help but scream out in pain, and his hand retracted reflexively.

It was acid rain!

I just don't know why, it wouldn't cause damage to ordinary substances, but it was more dangerous to the human body!

After drawing back his hand, Chris didn't hesitate and instantly took out spiritual energy water from the warehouse and cleaned the wound.

Afterwards, he took 100ml of Spiritual Energy Water orally.

After being cleaned by the Spiritual Energy Water, the original burning pain in his fingers eased the slightest bit.

He looked towards his hand, the five finger bellies of his right hand had all turned black, and his fingerprints were no longer visible at all, as if they had been burned by fire.

The only thing that was different was that the wounds on his hand were accompanied by shriveling and a tendency to spread.

Fortunately, he had treated the wound in time and had taken spiritual energy water orally.

The wound on his hand had stopped spreading, and there was a hidden tendency to recover.

Taking out a wooden bucket from the warehouse and placing it on the place where the water was leaking, Chris walked down the stairs to stretch and move his body.

At the same time, a sigh of relief was let out.

Since the acid rain could only cause damage to the human body, one didn't need to worry about the shelter.

Nothing in the shelter would be corroded, nothing would be destroyed.

One just needed to hide in the shelter without fear and patiently wait for the rain to stop.

Chris returned to his bed and cuddled Max to his side.

Not having much in the way of entertainment, he looked up at the system's chat page.

....

Just as Chris realized that the rain couldn't do damage to ordinary matter.

The rest of the Survivors found out as well.

A portion of the Survivalists felt that things weren't quite right, so they remained hidden in their shelters, coldly watching the torrential rain falling from the sky.

But, the majority of the survivalists were excited.

It had been too long since they'd had a painful drink!

Ever since they came to the Survival Game, fresh water had become a scarce resource, and a day's worth of hard work and gathering resources could not necessarily be exchanged for a mouthful of fresh water.

Seeing that the torrential rain that fell from the sky was not acid rain, but normal fresh water, how could they not be excited!

Excitement spread across their faces, revealing maniacal looks as they rushed out of their shelters.

This must be a gift from God!

A gift before the acid rain came!

One part of the people rushed out of their shelters and tilted their heads to the sky, their mouths wide open.

The other part ran to the nearest puddle, cupped their hands to the standing water in the puddle and poured it into their mouths.

They couldn't wait to drink all that water in one gulp!