Xia Nan had to take a long trip.
If this had been the technologically advanced modern world before his transmigration, it would not have been difficult, as long as he knew how to use the relevant tools and channels.
To a certain extent, if he was truly too lazy to bother, he could even make no plans in advance at all, decide on the destination the day he set off, and, provided he had enough money, take only his phone and a little cash for a spontaneous trip within the country.
A highly developed tourism industry, transportation that covered land, sea, and air, and an internet age of information overload—with the enormous population base of the country where he had lived in his previous life, and the information accumulated online over many years, even in the most remote and unknown corners, if one searched carefully online, one might well find a log and relevant precautions left behind years ago by some unknown traveler.
Many times, for the people living in his world, the only limitations on taking a long trip were no more than balancing work and funds, and whether they were willing to step out of their comfort zone during their precious vacation, rise from that warm bed, push open the door, and walk outside.
But the present was completely different.
Perhaps the legendary Baator Purgatory beyond the Material Plane had already formed a vast industrial system, capable of producing massive quantities of weapons for the multiverse in a manner similar to workshop assembly lines;
Perhaps Huan Cai City, where magical creations were said by traveling Adventurers to be highly developed, already possessed an advanced urban structure, and the convenience of magic had permeated the daily lives of every resident within.
But for the overwhelming majority of living beings