The matter of Anviya's mission had come to a temporary close. Luo Chuan had actually guessed as much already; Anviya's words had merely confirmed his thoughts.
The dragon race had indeed been keeping watch over the happenings on Tianlan Continent.
But it did not seem to have much to do with him.
After Anviya and Frost disappeared around the turn of the stairs, Luo Chuan took out various goods and began watering the trees.
Bu Lige arrived at Origin Mall on schedule and saw Frost and Anviya, who had come early. Naturally, no one paid any attention to her resentment.
Wei Qingzhu, Song Qiuying, and Lin Wanshuang had transitioned quite successfully. All three had published works in Origin Reading on their Magic Phones, with Wei Qingzhu's Mercenary Notes being the most popular.
Their purpose in becoming mercenaries had been simple: to earn Spirit Crystals. Now that they had a safer and faster path, there was naturally no reason to continue their mercenary careers.
Of course, some people enjoyed that thrilling kind of life. For instance, the mercenary squad under Zhou Hu had now gained considerable popularity through their livestreams on Magic Phones and could be considered a model of success.
There was no shortage of people in the world who worked diligently, living full and fulfilling lives every day, their schedules packed to the brim, filled with love and longing for the future—only to have no money.
"The rainy season still isn't over." Wei Qingzhu stood by the door, somewhat lost in thought as she watched the curtain of rain shrouding heaven and earth. She held out her palm, feeling the cold rainwater fall into it.
"Mm—good morning." Song Qiuying had just opened her room door when she noticed Wei Qingzhu standing there and greeted her with a yawn.
"Good