"Wake up! Hey, wake up, kid."
Peng Da painfully opened his eyes. Through his extremely blurry vision, he saw a human face. It belonged to a middle-aged man with a full beard, sharp triangular eyes that revealed his shrewdness, and a white headscarf wrapped around his head.
Peng Da was instantly startled.
He clearly remembered falling asleep in his own bedroom. How had a strange man broken into his room?
He immediately forced himself upright from the ground, but in the next moment, he froze again.
"Where am I?!" He stared in astonishment at the desert around him. The sky was high and the clouds sparse, the blazing sun hung overhead, and heat rippled through the air.
"Haha, the kid's confused."
"Lucky bastard. He was attacked by a pack of sand wolves in the desert, yet he's still alive."
There was more than just the bearded middle-aged man around him. Several others had gathered in a circle as well.
Not far away, a camel caravan was resting on the ground.
"Kid, this is Wolf Desert. When we found you, all your companions were dead. The sand wolves were eating your corpses. We drove them away and found that only you still had a breath left."
"My name is Mo Li, leader of this caravan. I saved you and treated your wounds. You were lucky to run into us. Do you remember anything now?" the bearded middle-aged man introduced himself.
Peng Da sat blankly in the desert. The scorching sand grains and blazing sunlight gradually brought him back to his senses.
All of this was not a dream!
I transmigrated!
Damn it, transmigration really exists in this world—and it happened to me!
*But how did I transmigrate? Last night, I was clearly modifying program code. Then the next day, I ended