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Dark clouds rolled in the sky and heavy rain was coming.

The city with its high-rise buildings is stained with the traces of time, and the rust on the walls and the lights lit up by the stars all show the dilapidated appearance of the city.

In the dilapidated residential building, a young girl sat on the balcony of the fifth floor, her eyes widened, and she counted the zeros on the screen in front of her.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand, million......

"A million! A debt of 1,000,000,000 stars to be repaid......"

Mo Zhuyue wants to cry without tears, she has eaten the last meal now, and she still has a debt of one million to repay, how difficult her life is.

Mo Zhuyue never thought that she was once the only god in the cultivation realm, admired by thousands of people, worshiped by all living beings, and in the war of gods and demons, in order to save the common people, she sacrificed her body to the law, and fell.

Wake up again, travel to the interstellar era, the flesh is mortal, no mana, forget it, the original owner left her a mess.

For example, she drank the last bottle of nutrients left by the original owner yesterday, and if she didn't find a way to eat today, she would only be hungry.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhuyue got up, picked up a raincoat and wrapped it around her body and went out.

Pedestrians on the streets hurried, looked up at the rolling dark clouds, and walked in the direction of the outside of the city.

This planet is a barren star abandoned by the Empire.

Three months ago, the Empire's planetary management finally determined that Planet 214 was severely irradiated, the land could not be cultivated, and all kinds of minerals were contaminated by radiation, and finally defined as a waste star.

Those with a level of C or higher will be transferred to live on other planets, while those with the lowest level of spirit will be abandoned along with No. 214.

The Empire will no longer issue any more subsidies here, and the rest of the people will be left to fend for themselves along with the planet.

Mo Zhuyue is the star lord of this planet.

After this statement, the original owner could not bear the death of the planet that was once known as the 'Lost Ancient Earth', and she took out a loan to buy the desolate star for a low price of 1 million star coins, despite the opposition of her family.

The original owner is an obsessive archaeologist, two thousand years ago, human beings from the ancient earth to the interstellar, two thousand years later, the interstellar people have long forgotten their origins, but want to give up the ancient earth to decline, let it wander in space.

The original owner wanted to save the ancient earth, but she underestimated the radiation level here, and less than three months after arriving here, the original owner died of a disease caused by radiation.

Mo Zhuyue, as the star lord of this waste star, does not enjoy any rights other than having the debt of one million star coins.

These peoples, abandoned by the Empire, believe in only one organization.

Fuwei charity.

The government has long since withdrawn, and she, the star lord, is a light commander.

"Let one go, let one go, the person who received the nutrients should leave quickly, don't delay."

As soon as Mo Zhuyue got the nutrients from the collection point outside the city, she was squeezed aside by the man behind her and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

I finally stabilized my body and looked at the crowded people lining up to receive nutrients, and I felt very uncomfortable.

The land cannot be cultivated, which means that there is no source of food, and the ore is contaminated with radiation, which means that there is no way to export it to make money.

When the Empire completely abandoned the planet, the rest of the people had a very difficult time.

Their only source of food is a nutrient distributed to each person every day by Fuwei Charity.

If there was no charity, the planet at this time might have been full of corpses.

"Today is still the old rule, clean up the radioactive ore around the city, build a safe home for us, dig at least 500 ores per person, or pull out 500 poisonous weeds, and if you can't complete the task, you won't be able to get nutrients tomorrow."

At this time, the raindrops were falling down, and Mo Zhuyue followed the crowd to the mining area under the majestic rain.

She opened the nourishment she had received and poured it into her mouth.

The fishy green liquid with a slimy texture slid down her throat into her stomach, and the strange and unpleasant taste rushed to her stomach.

She looked at the empty bottle in her hand in shock, and couldn't imagine how something so unpleasant could be.

To use an apt metaphor, the balls rolled by the shell are two points more fragrant than this thing.

Two days ago, she drank the nutrients left by the original owner, with a little fruity flavor, although it was not delicious, but it was not so difficult to swallow.

Today, this nutrient has refreshed the lower limit of her knowledge of food.

According to the memories left by the original owner, this planet is full of terrible radiation ores, and radiation is pervasive, and no equipment can effectively resist it.

On top of the radiation ore, mutant poisonous weeds grow, which are extremely poisonous.

Whether it is radiation ore or poisonous weeds, if you are accidentally scratched and the poisonous gas seeps into the body, you can only wait for death, and there is no cure.

This is the main reason why the Empire abandoned the planet.

Regarding the rapid development of science and technology, the pollution problem left behind, especially radiation, Mo Zhuyue was apprehensive after learning about it.

Following the crowd into the mining area, the black mine cave was like a pitch-black giant mouth under the gloomy sky, engulfing the crowd little by little.

The dim miner's lights flickered on both sides of the cavern, barely visible to the advancing ground.

The surrounding crowd talks to each other.

"Did you hear that? Yesterday, Lao Wang was smashed on the head by a falling radiant stone, and he died today. ”

"If we don't lick blood on the knife one day, how can we not get hurt when mining, just scratch a little hole, and we may die."

"Be content, it's not all about cleaning up a suitable residential area, if it weren't for the micro-charity, we might have starved to death a long time ago, and one more day of life is a day."

Mo Zhuyue listened silently, feeling that the radiation ore was even more terrifying than the 10,000-year-old demon beast.

A little fluorescence came from the depths of the mine, and when she got closer, she was stunned to see the so-called radiation ore in their mouths.

This is the 'Beast of the Flood'.

This is obviously a spirit stone!

The size of the fist is irregular, glowing with a faint fluorescence, what is it not a spirit stone?

Who else knows better than she what a spirit stone looks like.

The panic just now was swept away, and Mo Zhuyue stretched out her hand to pick up one.

As soon as the spirit stone was started, she didn't have time to run the mental method to try the aura inside, but she was kicked to the ground, and the spirit stone in her hand was unstable, gurgling and rolling in the crowd.

The crowd with chaotic footsteps, when the spirit stone rolled to this side, jumped up and evacuated in a panic, and a large piece was instantly vacated around the spirit stone, as if it was not a stone, but a missile, scaring them into running around.

Mo Zhuyue, who was kicked to the ground, watched the messy scene in front of her, full of black lines.

Who? Which one doesn't have long eyes to kick her?