Right now, Cheng Xiaoxiao is exhausted like a spinning top every day.
"Host, think about the many students in the Underground City crying for help. If you don't work hard to make money and improve your strength now, can you protect them in the future? After the extreme cold, the forces on the continent will surely reshape. Without strong power, you'll be swallowed sooner or later."
"Is it never-ending? You've said this 800 times already."
She felt so sad.
She missed her family and the two little ones. She wondered if they could speak now.
The two little ones Cheng Xiaoxiao mentioned were playing on the bed at this moment.
The older one held a rattle, sitting on the side, with big round eyes, occasionally using the rattle to tease his younger brother.
The younger one was lying on the bed with a bottle, gulping down a big meal.
In response to his brother's provocation, he just gave a disdainful glance.
As if saying, "Why are you so childish?"
