C1615 Remains Merchant

Lo Chuan felt as though he was standing in a desert, but a desert that had somehow lost all its color.

He scanned the landscape, noting the grayish-white sand dunes that undulated endlessly, under a sky of the same monochrome hue. Occasionally, he spotted shadows moving, as if alive.

The world around him seemed to be trapped in a black and white film, exuding an eerie and absurd atmosphere