In Wanyao Hall, Zheng Ke propped up her chin and could not help yawning.
Then she took out her Magic Phone from her pocket and began browsing through it.
As a disciple of Medicine Valley, she had to gain experience through practical training.
So she had come to Wanyao Hall in Qichuan and become its temporary proprietor.
"My lady, this is yesterday's income and expenditure statement." Wanyao Hall's original owner brought over a small ledger.
"Oh, put it to the side." Zheng Ke merely glanced at it. She had no interest whatsoever in such things.
She had simply come along with Luo Chuan, and had even gotten to experience riding a giant dragon.
Sigh, who knew when the boss was planning to start filming? She had wanted to play a role in it too.
"Those things on Beiting Avenue must have been made by that boss. I wonder what they're really for."
"Isn't it just news? What's so unusual about that?"
"No, no, no, I feel there's a deeper meaning to it..."
Amid the murmuring voices, several young people entered Wanyao Hall.
"Welcome. Everything is over there, so take a look yourselves." Zheng Ke spoke casually, continuing to look at her Magic Phone.
Before long, she noticed something was off. The young people had all gathered around, their gazes fixed tightly on the Magic Phone in her hand.
"Uh, do you recognize this?" Zheng Ke waved the Magic Phone, and their gazes moved along with it.
"Is this a product from Origin Mall?" Han Mo quietly let out a breath and was the first to ask.
He had seen Bu Lige use this peculiar "spiritual artifact." It allowed real-time communication even across the most distant of distances.
"Yes." Zheng Ke nodded, feeling somewhat curious.
According to what she knew, these