Early morning.
Glistening white snowflakes drifted down from the gloomy sky, falling upon the ground already clad in silver. Icicles of varying lengths hung from the eaves, crystal-clear and translucent.
Luo Chuan took two laps outside before quickly returning to the shop.
The chill left over from the night had yet to fully dissipate. The bone-piercing cold seemed able to worm its way through the gaps in his clothes, and the morning wind striking his face instantly roused his spirits.
Perhaps the plan to leave Origin Mall to shoot the film could be postponed a little, until the Month of Cold Winter ended and the Month of Revival arrived.
But he had already solemnly sworn to Yao Ziyan yesterday. Backing out at the last minute definitely would not be good.
Wasn't it just a bit cold? It was not some huge problem. The vacation was definitely happening.
Luo Chuan opened a bag of Potato Chips, preparing to further refine the script's plot and make it better suited to the values of Tianlan Continent.
Come to think of it, this world had no internet, televisions, or anything of the sort. Naturally, news and such could not be spread in real time.
Moreover, Origin Mall's Magic Phone had only been introduced a few months ago and circulated solely among customers. To ordinary people, it was something utterly unimaginable.
So he first had to solve that problem.
Filling in plot holes again... Luo Chuan sighed and began thinking hard.
"It seems the shop opened quite a bit earlier than yesterday today."
"Did it? I feel like it was about the same. Still pretty late."
"Maybe the boss got up earlier today..."
Faint conversation drifted in from outside. The customers who had formed a group at Yuan Gui's Shop arrived at Origin Mall as