"Ancient Earth?" Jiang Xinli's gaze fell on the rusted and tattered billboard next to the gas station.
The faded English logo on it looked familiar to her, resembling a well-known Fortune 500 brand from Ancient Earth. However, this was the interstellar era; how could there be architecture from Ancient Earth? To make matters stranger, it looked like Ancient Earth in an apocalyptic setting.
The doors and windows were shattered, with glass shards littering the ground, and the mottled, peeling walls were covered in dried, blackened bloodstains. The gas station had long been stripped beyond recognition. Gas nozzles, metal pipes, plastic parts... anything that could be dismantled and salvaged had not been spared.
"Female Master, my knowledge of Ancient Earth mostly comes from video archives. Everything here..." Yue Hua Yin paused. "Could it be that the current living environment on Ancient Earth has become this harsh?"
