At the western campsite, the rare rainfall finally brought life-saving moisture, but the rain barrels had gathered less than 1/10 of their capacity when the rainfall slowed to a drizzle, barely better than nothing.
Standing in front of the well that had just been dug out of the riverbed, Lin Yuanzhi, who was originally prepared to collect well water with a water bag, also couldn't help but furrow her brow.
Not only was the rainfall decreasing, but the situation with the groundwater was not cause for optimism either.
The well in front of her had been dug to about the same depth as the one Li Qingming had previously dug, but it was only moist, and without rain, not even a muddy puddle could be seen.
It seemed that with the sudden increase in temperature... water resources would only become more and more scarce...