Ye Qing, sitting in the passenger seat, adjusted her mask and glanced at the rearview mirror, "Doctor, what is the Black Storm? Why have I never heard of this term before?"
The black wall they had seen earlier seemed to have grown taller yet again.
It was likely the snow caught in it that added a grey hue to its appearance.
But even with the color lightened a bit, no one dared to lower their guard for a moment.
"After the meteor fell, we encountered black snowstorms. But those black snowstorms fell from the sky to the ground, and it was simply due to a small amount of dust mixed in," Song Haitao tightly gripped a handlebar, paused, and then continued:
