Zhou Yi was drinking a can of herbal tea, looking out through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Jade City was surrounded by a thick fog.
It was just the start of autumn, yet the foggy weather had persisted for a full five days.
Due to the extremely low visibility outside and the increase in Death Light concentration during foggy conditions, Zhou Yi had ordered everyone to stop outdoor operations and return to Jade City or their homes to rest until further notice.
There were two exceptions.
One was the express center that had been working in the Dead Sea.
The other was the Agricultural Machinery Brothers.
"Chairman, we are not afraid of this situation. We have fog lights, and the increase in Death Light concentration doesn't affect us much. We can't delay the autumn wheat anymore, and the best time is now. The two thousand acres are a very simple process; we brothers are enough."
Tie Ma, as always, desperately fought against the harsh environment.
Zhou Yi agreed.
