Frozen Mars

"James, I have some regrettable news for you. The plants on Mars can't be named James's Little Oranges. Their scientific name is Gun. They aren't native to Mars, but were artificially created by Chen Zhao."

"The rocket that exploded on Mars some time ago was transporting Gun seeds. With no natural enemies, Gun covered the entire planet in a very short time. That is the real reason Mars turned green."

"As for the rain on Mars, it was most likely caused by these Guns. Gun transpired vast amounts of water vapor, which accumulated into clouds and fell as rain."

"We are trying to contact Chen Zhao to obtain more firsthand information."

After hearing the news from Houston, all six astronauts fell into a daze.

They straightened up and looked into the distance. Everywhere their eyes could reach was covered in lush green Gun, carpeting the entire planet!

An ocean of Gun!

All these plants had actually been created by Chen Zhao alone in a laboratory?

The scene was practically comparable to a creator god!

The astronauts' worldview was shaken at first, followed by a deep sense of disappointment.

"I have a feeling that if this was a space race, we've already lost," James sighed. "We worked so hard to land on Mars, only to find that the Chinese have already occupied the planet with plants they created themselves."

"What exactly made us lose?" another astronaut sighed as well.

"Maybe it's the population gap. I once heard a statistic: if an IQ above 120 counts as genius-level, then China has more geniuses than our entire population. I don't know if it's true, but when I was in school, those Chinese students really were exceptionally good at math," another astronaut said.

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