Seeing that Luo Chuan had finally finished reading and seemed to have posted something in the novel's comment section, Yao Ziyan spoke softly, "Luo Chuan, what are you planning to do?"
"What do you mean, what am I planning to do?" Luo Chuan looked up at her, not quite understanding what Yao Ziyan meant.
"I mean what we were just talking about." Yao Ziyan lowered her voice, as though afraid someone might overhear. "What do you think, Luo Chuan? How are you planning to deal with it?"
"Do nothing." Luo Chuan yawned and answered casually.
Yao Ziyan opened her mouth, yet could not say anything. Perhaps she simply was not used to Luo Chuan being so indifferent? Even she did not know what exactly she was thinking.
Seeing Yao Ziyan's expression, Luo Chuan more or less understood what the girl was thinking. He pressed a hand to her hair, which felt quite nice. "Or rather, haven't we been preparing all along?"
Yao Ziyan blanked for a moment. "Mm, I suppose so."
Then she shook her head and slapped Luo Chuan's paw off her head.
"You know what Su Nan said earlier. This million years is only a rough estimate; an error of tens of thousands of years is perfectly normal. With so much time, we can't keep obsessing over how to respond, can we? Besides, we don't even know what we'll encounter. How are we supposed to prepare specifically?" Luo Chuan analyzed the current situation for Yao Ziyan.
Yao Ziyan thought for a moment, then leaned close and whispered into Luo Chuan's ear, "Luo Chuan, did you know about this all along?"
If that was the case, then the reasons behind everything Luo Chuan had done from beginning to end made sense.
Perhaps Origin Mall's purpose was to raise the