In the blink of an eye, the day of departure had arrived. Luo Chuan had no particular thoughts about it; as he ate breakfast, he even felt like going back to sleep.
Mainly because he had been going out often lately, he had already grown used to it and was simply waiting for the time to set off.
After breakfast, he lounged there lazily and comfortably, deliberately placing a cushion behind his back for support. Every now and then, he yawned, his eyes still bleary with sleep.
Yao Ziyan had nothing to do as well, idly looking through her Magic Phone.
After leaving Origin Mall, she definitely would not have time to write her novel. She was considering whether to post a leave notice, saying she was going out to gather material and seek inspiration.
She stretched, her graceful figure faintly visible beneath her dress. She felt relaxed all over and looked forward to the coming outing.
What the boss had said before—"When a hobby becomes a task, it loses all its fun"—was indeed true. It was not that she hated it; she simply felt that relaxing once in a while was nice too.
As time passed, the morning mist was scattered by the falling dawn light. The air carried the fresh scent of soil and dew, along with the aroma of some unknown food.
Mornings in Jiuyao City were still rather quiet and peaceful.
Luo Chuan did not know what this place had been like before, but ever since Origin Mall had settled here, Jiuyao City had become one of the safest places on Tianlan Continent.
Well, one of them. After all, there were many special places in this world.
For instance, the cities of those Deep Sea Salted Fish. Luo Chuan felt that he had not visited for