The same night, the same dual moons, under the same starry sky, everyone's life manifests in different ways.
The destitute people of Yangsheng City either lie in communal sleep cabins or huddle in their own armed sleep cabins, with the vast majority watching the banquet broadcast produced by the local station of Yangsheng City remotely through their wrist watch space.
Ordinary people usually have no chance to glimpse such a genuine view of the upper-class human life.
This time, they were granted special permission, and they could even see people they recognized.
So, even though it wasn't yet bedtime, people had already lain down early.
The destitute people looked at Ren Zhong's familiar face, and then at the splendid banquet hall, and those exceptionally graceful "companions," and...
They suddenly felt that the equipment, armed sleep cabins, and alloy slab suite apartments they earned through a lifetime of hard work lost their appeal.
