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Yu Guagua wiped the sweat from her forehead and squinted at the scorching sun. A large amount of sweat flowed down her hair into the back of her neck, and her back was already wet. "Bah" She spit out the sand in her mouth, her chapped lips felt a little painful, and she swallowed. "Damn it, what kind of mission did this bastard Mao Rongrong send you? I have been working as a land reclamation worker in this desert for three months, and I haven't even touched the door of the laboratory. Are you trying to retaliate against me? If you stay for another three months, I can go home and farm by myself. What kind of agent are you doing?" While she was greeting the eighteenth generation of Mao Rongrong's ancestors in her heart, the trumpet on the Poplar euphratica tree sounded. "Classmate Yu Gua, please come to the KY laboratory. Classmate Yu Gua, please come to the KY laboratory."