Luo Chuan stretched lazily.
The Shadow Dwellers seemed to have some special means of communication. From time to time, black shadows slowly approached from afar.
Chuan Stafford was somewhat bewildered.
He felt that he had not come here for some so-called star-raising mission, but to sell Magic Phones.
Sure enough, plans could never keep up with changes.
And most crucially, the Shadow Dwellers truly seemed uninterested in anything other than Magic Phones.
Although they appeared to have no digestive systems, Luo Chuan felt that the products in the store did not only take effect after being consumed.
The things from Origin Mall absolutely could not be judged through ordinary eyes.
Take the sea demons, for instance.
Their sense of taste was practically just decoration, yet they could still savor the flavors of all kinds of products.
Luo Chuan decided to wander around elsewhere.
After all, he could not just do nothing like last time and wait for trouble to come knocking.
Though that would indeed work.
Luo Chuan still remembered the principles of Information Entanglement perfectly clearly.
But this time, he decided to do something different.
He would treat it as a chance to stretch his limbs.
Luo Chuan had not even brought his house with him. Like an ordinary person, he simply picked a direction and set off.
Gradually.
The Shadow Dwellers all looked in the direction Luo Chuan had left, and dreamlike murmurs rang out once more.
"Who is he?"
"Don't know."
"What did he come for?"
"Don't know."
"How strong is he?"
"Don't know..."
Questions were raised one after another, but for now, there would naturally be no answers.
Luo Chuan did not know what happened after he left either.
He had no interest in monitoring his customers.
That was right. In his eyes, these Shadow Dwellers