It flashed by.
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he was already in a city. He stepped onto the street and looked to both sides, but before he could take it all in...
"Damn, what is that awful stench..."
The foul odor rushing at him nearly choked Fang Zheng to death. Thankfully, he reacted quickly and cast an air purification spell the next moment, barely surviving. Otherwise, if he failed to catch his breath, Fang Zheng might have passed out on the spot.
"Whew... That was lethal."
Fang Zheng raised a hand and fanned the air before his mouth, then frowned and glanced around.
The surrounding area was filled with crude houses, and the people on the streets were dressed just as simply. This looked like a medieval world of some sort. Hmm... Western... medieval... Oh...
Soon, Fang Zheng spotted several young people hurrying past, dressed in armor and robes like mages and warriors.
There was magic too... Hmm, a Western fantasy world?
"But... isn't this place way too filthy?"
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes at the muddy roads around him. This was a city, yet it could not compare to the Main World at all. Although the Main World also appeared to be a Western fantasy world resembling the Middle Ages, magic there had already been developed to a considerable degree. Thus, such scenes could no longer be found in human settlements.
Of course, remote villages far from civilization might still be quite backward, but at least cities had roads, utilities, and the like. Dwarves had dug sewers, and mages were responsible for paving roads. At least on the surface, there was not much difference from the cities of Fang Zheng's twenty-first century.
But that did not seem to be the case here... Well, perhaps this was a