Science students have their own way of living, and liberal arts students have their own way of living.
Gu Xingmiao quickly composed herself. She couldn't just sink into such a desperate situation and destroy herself, right?
Rather than studying how to achieve absolute victory in mathematics, she is more interested in and more comfortable with historical myths.
Gu Xingmiao wanted to tear up the dangerous math problem, but the paper that had become an old document could not be easily destroyed by humans. She tore it for a long time but the paper was still intact.
The new look is somewhat ironic.
“…”
Gu Xingmiao was worried that the text would cause a commotion, so he could only stuff these things into the drawer and lock it.
It’s better not to watch annoying things.
Gu Xingmiao rubbed his brows, took out a nutritional supplement from the refrigerator that had been stored there for an unknown year, and drank it with a bitter face.
When she was free and ready to have a good rest, she remembered that Qi Bufan had not contacted her yet. Has he really changed his personality?
Her fingertips paused: [Are you okay? ]
There was no response from the other side.
Gu Xingmiao thought about it and sent another message: [If you see this message, please reply if you are still alive]
After saying that, she planned to have a good sleep.
Although Qi Bufan, a rich second-generation, would not have any problems on the main star, and he has so many ways to protect his life, he is still afraid of any accidents, as it is too unsafe here.
In the drawer, the words that should have been quiet were shaking slowly. After Gu Xingmiao fell into a deep sleep, they were distorted more wildly than before. The piece of paper with numbers on it was the most aggressive.
The numbers were constantly reorganized, forming countless dark question marks.
Soon, the entire sheet of paper was covered with question marks scribbled so sloppily and frantically that the original color of the paper could no longer be seen.
The black spots floating on the ceiling were like a large open black umbrella, wrapping Gu Xingmiao layer by layer, cautiously and crazily.
The pollution on Gu Xingmiao's wrist slowly rose and became 99% again.
The sun-shooting bow beside her emitted a dazzling light, driving away the sticky darkness.
After a while, her pollution value returned to 98% and 97%.
…
In the next few days, Gu Xingmiao finally got to experience the high-tech life of interstellar humans, which made the Chinese people feel very happy. Although they were staring at the sky screen or watching the live broadcast, this first-person perspective made them feel very involved.
Everyone also discovered that this place looked impressive but there was really no delicious food, and there were self-service machines selling nutritional supplements everywhere.
Seeing that Gu Xingmiao could only drink the slug-like nutritional supplement every day, the Chinese people were full of sympathy for her. What made them even more incomprehensible was——
There are no entertainment projects in the future world!
There are no movies, TV series, or novels of any kind.
Even if there were any, they were all official safety promotional videos of various alliances; some stores said they had books, but those books were all locked up like prisoners and placed in transparent boxes. As for the things that could have been diffracted from the entertainment projects, there was no need to mention them.
None at all.
Gu Xingmiao explored the main planet like a tourist and found that most of the shops were the same as those in China 4,000 years ago, such as clothing stores, food stores, cultural relics stores, etc., but they were definitely not as numerous as they were 4,000 years ago.
The food in the grocery store is a variety of nutritional supplements with simulated flavors. Gu Xingmiao has tried it before, but those nutritional supplements labeled "sweet," "salty," and "sour" are really just simple flavors of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy.
It doesn't taste as good as ordinary nutritional supplements.
Gu Xingmiao looked pale.
The recent quiet days have made the chats in the live broadcast change from screaming to chatting about family matters, and the scene has relaxed from the horror style.
"By the way, the weather seems to have cooled down a lot recently. June and July used to be scorching hot."
"At this time of year in previous years, the temperature would reach 45 degrees Celsius, or even 50 degrees Celsius, but recently the highest temperature has been less than 40 degrees Celsius..."
"I've also noticed the weather has been very comfortable recently. The last time a summer was this cool was 40 years ago."
"I second the motion!"
The special research institute also found that the weather had eased. Originally, the temperature of the earth had been rising every summer due to the greenhouse effect, but they had not originally linked the weather with the live broadcast.
But when everyone was chatting casually in the barrage, Qin Ye remembered that Gu Xingmiao saw Hou Yi shooting down the sun in the old land.
Could it be that because there are nine fewer suns, the temperature of the Earth has also dropped, just like in ancient times?
When Qin Ye told Mr. Zhang about this idea, Mr. Zhang was obviously silent.
Sometimes, materialism and idealism still have to struggle.
"Common sense says that the temperature after Houyi shot down the sun won't affect the temperature in our reality..." Old Zhang looked at Qin Ye expectantly and said slowly, "Not to mention that Houyi shot down the sun in ancient times. What Gu Xingmiao opened up was just a fragment of ancient times, and it didn't change the future."
Qin Ye was a little disappointed.
But she just felt that the drop in temperature was related to the Earth Day app, if not directly then indirectly.
And what Mr. Zhang said next rekindled a glimmer of hope in her heart.
"But it's not impossible," Elder Zhang looked at the live broadcast, his old eyes clear as a trace of cloudiness. "The link established by the live broadcast may actually have some impact on us."
"Also, the night after tomorrow is the day when nine planets will align in astronomy."
A researcher who heard the conversation blurted out, "Nine Stars in a Row Are About to Travel Through Time? Who?"
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