Qing Yuan let out a sigh of relief.
She came up to the ground and raised her head to look at the building ahead.
An enormous Crystal Panel had been embedded in the wall, completely concealing the formation runes behind it.
Nor was this the only one. More than a dozen Crystal Panels of varying sizes had appeared all along Beiting Avenue.
Aside from the first one, which had taken a bit longer, the rest had gone much more smoothly.
Under the formation's effects, these Crystal Panels primarily displayed images. The formations responsible for recording and transmitting those images had been set up elsewhere.
Qing Yuan remembered Luo Chuan mentioning that this seemed to be called "separating the server from the client."
What a strange naming convention.
"I'm leaving first." With her task complete, Qing Yuan naturally had no reason to remain here.
As for the construction crew members, they were still busily carrying out the remaining finishing work.
By now, the sky had gradually darkened, the temperature was steadily dropping, and the ink-black curtain of night was about to descend.
Han Mo looked at the vastly transformed street, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Han Mo, do you know what they're preparing to do?" someone beside him asked.
Han Mo smiled and shook his head. "How would I know?"
He had some guesses in mind, but he was not certain, so he did not voice them.
"Origin Mall... I wonder whether that boss plans to open a branch in Qichuan."
"Didn't Bu Lige say that even if they don't open one, they'll definitely sell goods here?"
"I heard Origin Mall also sells something called a Magic Phone. It sounds really interesting."
"What's so great about Magic Phones? Those holographic devices are the truly amazing things!"
"Right, right, right. Apparently,