Lin Yan strolled through the bustling streets of the East Continent city.
The place was lively. A newly opened mall was hosting a customer appreciation event. Primitive online pop music mingled with the sound of firecrackers reverberating through the skies as citizens in simple clothing smiled and lingered around the small street shops.
Although bustling, the surrounding buildings were old and low-rise, with the tallest building only five stories high. The fashion of the people reflected the aesthetics of the 1980s and 1990s—it was the appearance of a fourth-tier small county town, no matter how you looked at it.
Lin Yan glanced at a freelancer on the small square pushing a cart selling coffee and noted something in her notebook. Then, she began to observe the passing pedestrians with a critical eye, and her ballpoint pen jotted down full pages of notes in her small notebook.
"Enough everyone, let's talk," Lin Yan said to the sky.
