Chapter 102: Can’t Even Buy a Cup of Water?

It was useless.

A line of blood-red text appeared on the screen, filling the entire wall.

"North America is where it begins."

47 billion, 32 billion, 21 billion, 14 billion.

The numbers kept dropping.

Moros stared at that sentence, hands gripping the back of his chair, fingers white from the p...

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