A New World!

"Steamed buns, fresh pork steamed buns~"

"Douhua~ Fried dough sticks~"

"Jianbing guozi~"

The noisy, clamorous sounds surged into his ears like a sudden flood, forcing their way in.

Amid the bustling din, Alvin opened his eyes. In a thousandth of a second, his senses synchronized with his body once more.

But the scene before him was neither the "warship" he knew nor some foreign place.

Instead... it was a bustling city street, with tall buildings on either side and passersby coming and going—all of it exactly as he remembered.

That was right. This was... Xia Country!

Alvin froze. He even pinched his own arm hard.

The pain made him realize he wasn't dreaming, and that this wasn't some scene conjured up by an illusion.

Which meant... he'd really come back?

"Where is this?" But a voice beside him dragged his scattered thoughts back to reality. "Is this your 'proof'?"

Alvin turned his head and laughed in disbelief.

What was he thinking?

He'd been dragged off by Yellow Skin to work himself to death. Of course he'd end up exhausted to death. How could they possibly have let him come back?

In front of him stood Maximus, utterly unlike the people around them, as imposing as a giant. He looked just as bewildered and shocked, and had even taken up a fighting stance, muscles taut and tiger-like eyes brimming with murderous intent as he stared at Alvin.

"Damn it, what kind of 'sorcery' is this?!"

To a Thunder Warrior who'd never witnessed "transmigration," Alvin's methods could only be what Maximus called "sorcery."

But the surroundings had changed in an instant, and every detail seemed utterly real. That made Maximus wonder whether any of this was truly "sorcery."

"This place..."

A complicated look surfaced in Alvin's eyes, but before he could speak,