Hearing the question turned back on him, Luo Fan frowned slightly.
But after some thought, he decided to be honest.
"My name is Luo Fan."
He pointed at himself, then at the Qipao Weird and An Xiaoran behind him. "They're my companions. We were transported here after passing three trials on Fallen Sea Island."
As the young man listened, a trace of bewilderment flashed through his eyes.
Fallen Sea Island?
Three trials?
These terms seemed completely unfamiliar to him.
Watching his expression, Luo Fan already had a guess.
He didn't know about Fallen Sea Island.
He didn't know about the trials.
Then how had he gotten here?
"What about you?" Luo Fan pressed. "What's your name? How did you end up here?"
The young man fell silent for a moment, seemingly gathering his words.
Then he spoke.
"My name is Zhao Xuan."
His voice was quiet, carrying a calmness at odds with his age.
"I... suddenly ended up here while I was hiking."
Hiking?
Luo Fan frowned slightly.
"While you were hiking? What do you mean?"
Zhao Xuan explained, "Just ordinary hiking. A few friends and I arranged a trip to climb Mount Huang. When we were halfway up, my vision suddenly blurred, and then I was here."
He paused, then added, "Like in all those novels. I transmigrated."
Luo Fan froze.
Hiking?
Transmigration?
Those two words sounded both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Familiar because he had read plenty of transmigration novels before the Apocalypse.
Unfamiliar because...
It had been almost two years since the Apocalypse began. Everyone was fleeing for their lives. Who still had the inclination to go hiking on vacation?
"You..."
Luo Fan stared at him, his tone growing grave. "Where are you from?"
"Magic City," Zhao Xuan answered.
Magic City?
Something stirred in Luo Fan's