Save the World for Well-Fitting Pants

There was a heavy sound of gears turning from the clock tower, and the huge hands clicked to a new level. Steam gushes from the complex's pipes, creating a brief, oily mist in the early morning light. Lin Yuan, an existence made up of scorched earth, broken bones and otherworldly souls, officially entered this world full of mist and forbidden knowledge. And his first task, according to Captain Edwin, was probably to investigate a tailor shop that always heard the sound of sewing machines running automatically in the middle of the night - because according to tips, the pants recently sold in that shop fit so well that the person wearing them never wanted to take them off again. Lin Yuan looked down at his tight pants and suddenly became very interested in the task. "Is there an employee discount?" He asked.