As Chu Guang stared at the three-page tabloid glowing in midair, Yin Fang raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, “What the hell is that? Clearspring… Daily?”0

His lab did subscribe to a few newspapers, but since when did Dawn City have that particular one in circulation?0

Chu Guang’s expression was a mix of amusement and disbelief. “It’s nothing… just a joke that isn’t very funny.”0

Good grief. There were actually people who believed this nonsense…2

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Meanwhile, at the Highway Town Hotel, 0

Dressed in traveler’s clothes, Sun Yuechi sat quietly in a corner of the lobby, sipping the honey-butter ale recommended by the man at the counter while reading a newspaper he’d just bought from a nearby stand.0

“... The Clearspring City Mother Nest secretly imprisoned by the administrator?” His eyebrows rose slightly as he read down line after line, muttering in fascination, “Using Mutant Slime Mold to rebuild civilization… Well, that’s one way to break the stalemate. The administrator of this shelter really is a talent.”1

Shelter 404…...4