Star coin balance: -1000000
The sky is filled with dark clouds and heavy rain is coming.
The city with many tall buildings is stained with the traces of time. The rust on the walls and the bright lights all show the dilapidated appearance of the city.
In a dilapidated residential building, a girl sat on the fifth-floor balcony. Her eyes widened and she counted the zeros on the light brain screen in front of her seriously.
One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...
"One million! The debt of one million star coins needs to be repaid..."
Mo Zunyue wanted to cry but had no tears. She had not eaten yet, and she still had a million yuan in debt to pay off. Her life was so difficult.
Mo Zunyue never expected that she was once the only god in the world of cultivation, respected by thousands of people and worshiped by all living beings. During the war between gods and demons, she sacrificed herself to save the common people and died.
When she woke up again and traveled to the interstellar era, she had a mortal body and no magic power. The original owner still left her a mess.
For example, she drank the last bottle of nutritional supplements left by the original owner yesterday. If she couldn't find a way to find food today, she would have no choice but to go hungry.
Thinking of this, Mo Zunyue stood up, picked up a raincoat and wrapped it around her body before going out.
Pedestrians on the street hurriedly looked up at the rolling dark clouds and walked toward the outside of the city.
This planet is a desolate star abandoned by the empire.
Three months ago, the empire's planet management department finally determined that planet No. 214 was seriously affected by radiation, the land could not be cultivated, and all kinds of minerals were contaminated by radiation, and it was finally defined as a waste planet.
People with mental power of level C and above will be transferred to other planets to live, while people with the lowest level of mental power, level D, will be abandoned together with No. 214 Desolate Star.
The empire will no longer distribute any subsidy materials here, and the remaining people and the planet will fend for themselves.
Mo Zunyue is the star master of this planet.
After this statement, the original owner couldn't bear the demise of the planet that was once known as the 'Lost Ancient Earth'. She ignored her family's objections and bought the desolate star with a loan at a low price of one million star coins.
The original owner is an obsessed archaeologist. Two thousand years ago, human beings moved from the ancient earth to the interstellar space. Today, two thousand years later, the interstellar people have long forgotten their origins, but they want to abandon the ancient earth that is declining and let it wander in space.
The original owner wanted to save the ancient earth, but she underestimated the level of radiation here. Less than three months after arriving here, the original owner died of a disease caused by radiation.
As the star owner of this abandoned star, Mo Zunyue does not have any rights except for the debt of repaying one million star coins.
These people abandoned by the empire only believe in one organization.
Support micro charity.
The government has long since withdrawn, and she, the Star Master, is just a polished commander.
"Give way, give way. Those who have received the nutritional supplements should leave quickly. Don't delay things."
As soon as Mo Zunyue got the nutritional supplements from the collection point outside the city, she was pushed aside by the man behind her and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
I finally managed to steady my body and looked at the long queue of people lining up to receive nutritional supplements, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
The land cannot be planted, which means there is no food source, and the ore is contaminated by radiation, which means there is no way to make money from exports.
When the Empire completely abandoned the planet, the remaining people lived an extremely difficult life.
Their only source of food is the nutritional supplements that Fuwei Charity distributes to each person every day.
If it weren't for WeChat Charity, the planet at this time might have been littered with corpses.
"Today we still follow the old rules. Clean up the radioactive ore around the city and build a safe home for us. Each person must dig at least 500 pieces of ore or pull out 500 poisonous weeds. Those who fail to complete the task will not receive nutrients tomorrow. ."
At this time, raindrops were falling, and Mo Zongyue braved the heavy rain and followed the crowd to the mining area.
She opened the nutrient supplement she received and poured it into her mouth.
The fishy green liquid had a sticky texture and slid down her throat into her stomach. The weird and unpleasant smell made her feel nauseous.
She looked at the empty bottle in her hand in shock, unable to imagine how there could be something so unpleasant to drink.
To use a more appropriate metaphor, the dung balls rolled by the dung beetles are two points better than this thing.
In the past two days, she drank the nutritional supplement left by the original owner, which had a fruity taste. Although it didn't taste good, it wasn't that hard to swallow.
Today, this nutritional supplement has refreshed her knowledge of food.
According to the memory left by the original owner, this planet is covered with terrible radiation ores. The radiation is pervasive and no equipment can effectively resist it.
On the radiation ore, mutated poisonous grass grows, which is extremely poisonous.
Whether it is radioactive ores or poisonous weeds, if you are accidentally scratched and poisonous gas seeps into your body, you will be left waiting for death without any cure.
This was the main reason why the Empire abandoned the planet.
After Mo Zunyue learned about the pollution problems left behind by the rapid development of science and technology, especially radiation, she had lingering fears.
Following the crowd into the mining area, the dark mine was like a huge black mouth under the gloomy sky, swallowing up the crowd bit by bit.
The dim mining lamps on both sides of the mine were flickering, and the ground ahead could barely be seen.
The crowd around them talked to each other.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, Lao Wang was hit on the head by a falling radioactive stone, and he died today."
"If we don't lick blood from the edge of the knife, how can we not get hurt when mining? If we just scratch a small cut, we may die."
"Be content. It's not all about cleaning up a suitable residential area. If it weren't for Fuwei Charity, we might have starved to death long ago. It's just one more day to live."
Mo Zunyue listened silently, feeling that the radiation ore was simply more terrifying than the ten thousand year monster.
There was a little fluorescence coming from the depths of the mine. When she got closer and saw what they called the radioactive ore, Mo Zunyue was shocked.
This is not a 'scourge'.
This is obviously a spiritual stone!
The fist is irregular in size and glows with light fluorescence. What is it if it's not a spiritual stone?
Who else knows what a spiritual stone looks like better than her.
The panic and uneasiness just now was gone, and Mo Zunyue reached out and picked one up.
As soon as she got the spiritual stone, before she could use her mental skills to test the spiritual energy inside, she was kicked to the ground. The spiritual stone in her hand became unstable and rolled in the crowd.
The cluttered crowd jumped up and evacuated in panic when the spirit stone rolled towards this side. A large area of space suddenly appeared around the spirit stone, as if it was not a stone but a missile, scaring them and running around. .
Mo Zunyue, who was kicked to the ground, stared at the messy scene in front of her, her head covered with black lines.
who? Who wouldn't want to kick her?
