After their conversation, Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan quietly remained in their respective seats.
Neither spoke; both looked at their Magic Phones. The shop was tranquil, yet it did not feel deserted.
Luo Chuan stared at the screen, but his thoughts had long since drifted off to some unknown dimension.
He was currently pondering what kind of story would be best for a movie.
The first thing that naturally came to mind was Marvel. Even now, he still remembered the scene of Tony snapping his fingers at the end.
The line, "I am Iron Man," was simply cool beyond words, wasn't it?
But if he really copied it into this world... no matter how he thought about it, it felt a little strange.
Most importantly, he had previously spent quite a long time learning Thanos's signature moves. Filming it would be genuinely awkward.
He rather liked animated films, but if they were made live-action... that would feel even stranger, wouldn't it?
After letting his imagination run wild for a while, Luo Chuan still could not make up his mind and continued with his idle train of thought.
What should he film?
His mind was completely blank. All kinds of inspiration usually popped up all the time, yet when he needed them, they mischievously began playing hide-and-seek.
Forget it, forget it. There was no rush anyway. He could think about it slowly.
Luo Chuan felt that he was someone who took things as they came. Very few things could leave him brooding over them.
There was nothing much to say about the time that followed. It passed as plainly as ever, though listening to the faint sound of rain was rather enjoyable.
Sainia.
Herman had already returned to the Dream Weaving Firm. The thing Berunt had lost had yet to be