The rich second generation has a mine at home, and he just relies on old things to make a living.
This damn enviable rich second generation.
When she was finally alone in the corridor, the expression on her face faded little by little, and it was impossible to tell whether she was emotionally unstable.
"The host seems a little unhappy..."
"Anyone who sees a former civilization reduced to desolation would be unhappy, wouldn't they? Although civilization has reappeared in the desolation, it is not the present after all, it is only a projection of the past..."
"But I feel like the host's unhappiness isn't because of Ancient Earth, but because of that pollution level. By the way, does anyone know what Gu Xingmiao's pollution level is?"
"..." The barrage was silent.
Although Gu Xingmiao had pulled his arm back to check the pollution level many times when he was alone, and the value was written on it...
But the Chinese people cannot understand interstellar language.
Even if it was marked on it, they didn't know what it meant, and naturally they didn't know Gu Xingmiao's pollution value.
They even thought the same as those alliance humans, believing that Gu Xingmiao's pollution level must be very low, otherwise he would not have been so calm and restrained.
Until they saw Gu Xingmiao enter his room, leaning slightly against the door, rubbing his brows and muttering to himself: "This value..."
"Returning to the main planet is really unsettling..."
"Ninety-five percent...it's already dropped from 100 percent. Can't it drop a little more?"
Live broadcast room.
"Mr. Duo?! Didn't you say how much???"
"Ninety-five percent??? Or did I hear wrongly, and it was fifty-nine percent?"
"We agreed that only levels below 60 are considered safe. Sister Gu, with this pollution level, wouldn't it have gone berserk, turning you into a pollution boss? Why are you still standing here so sane?!"
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