บท 1429: The Last Card

At the cleaning warehouse of the Mars colony, .

Bris pushed a cart of mops and brooms into the warehouse, signed his name hastily on the tablet terminal, and locked the movable door of the warehouse.

He had been doing janitorial work for some time.

It was worth mentioning that Celestial Trade did not make him do any work. He applied for these jobs on his own. After all, in this environment, work became a kind of pastime. If there was nothing to do, despite the availability of entertainment facilities in the base, it would still drive people crazy.

Since he was not allowed to touch anything sensitive, then he could only work in janitorial or catering roles.

After he had lived on Mars for half a year, Bris had become accustomed to the life here.

To be honest, his feelings towards this colony were rather complicated.