Back in her apartment, Jiang Qin changed into a set of cotton pajamas.
It was rather interesting; in the current Interstellar age, pure cotton clothing and the like were practically nonexistent. What little there was went into high-end custom tailoring, while ordinary people had to make do with cotton-imitation garments.
Anything related to natural plants was very expensive.
After all, given the current air quality, these ancient species could only survive inside environmentally simulated cultivation pods.
As a result, the cost was very high.
Still, the imitation-cotton clothes weren't bad. Jiang Qin found them acceptable.
Just as she was about to log onto the Star Network for a bit, she received a call from an unknown Light Brain Number.
After selecting voice mode, she tapped "accept."
"Hello, is this Miss Jiang Qin?"
Jiang Qin was a little confused. "Speaking."
