C1007 Zhonghe Group March Game

From the one month that Bai Canglao had mentioned, half of it had already passed. Bai Xiaobei was extremely busy every single day, afraid that he would be gone for several years.

Bai Xiaobei's Desert Tree seeds had also shrunk a circle in the desert for half a month. There were still tens of millions of Desert Tree seeds, and the gaze of everyone was fixated on the city's greening