Traveling to the outer realms is completely different from anywhere else, and it is a model that would have pissed off Newton and Einstein.

Fang Zheng strolled forward on the endless Gobi Desert, looking at the silhouettes of the mountains and cities ahead. He didn't know where that place was, nor did he know when he would be able to arrive there - this was the most interesting place in the outer world, no matter what you did, it would be meaningless, the destination would only arrive when you were supposed to arrive, it was that simple.

Don't ask what the principle is. Even people who have lived in the outer world all their lives can't figure out what kind of rules are used here. In short, you just need to know the rules. As for why it becomes like this, let the people who have the headache worry about it.

This is certainly not in line with physics. After all, according to common sense, when a group of people go from point A to point B, those who walk faster will definitely arrive earlier than those who walk slower, those who ride horses will definitely arrive earlier than those who walk, and those who drive cars will definitely arrive faster than those who ride horses.

However, the fact is that no matter what means of transportation you use, you will reach your destination at the same time. It has nothing to do with your speed or the means you use. Even if you are walking on this land by teleporting, you may not reach where you want to go faster than someone who simply walks.

Since coming to the outer world, Fang Zheng has seen some interesting things, as well as some incredible things. At the same time, he has also gained a deeper understanding of the "door" mentioned by the plane merchants.

In fact, door is just a way of saying it. Anything that has the nature of "leading to" can be used as a portal, whether it is a wooden door of a tavern, a guest room door, a coffin lid, or even a dilapidated porch, a broken window, a water tank, a mirror or even a toilet - Fang Zheng once saw a dusty plane traveler rush into the bar, and then directly got into the toilet that a barbarian had just used.

There was even one time when he was drinking in the bar and an unlucky guy rushed out of the fireplace next to him covered in flames, then jumped directly into the pond outside the bar and disappeared without a trace.

I don't know where he is going.

In fact, Fang Zheng didn't know either.

He just followed the clues provided by the key given by Stifal, but gradually, there were fewer and fewer people. At the beginning, Fang Zheng could still meet many adventurers, mercenaries, merchants, and even some mages. But the further he went, the fewer people there were around him. Until now, he basically couldn't see anyone.

There was only the yellow sand all over the sky and the howling wind blowing across the Gobi Desert, shrouding everything in a dim light.

"How far are we, Master?"

Restia's voice rang in his mind, and Fang Zheng touched the key, feeling the vibration on it.

"It shouldn't be far away."

"I hope we can find a good portal this time, at least not as miserable as the last guy... He actually had to crawl through a frost giant's ass..."

“I don’t want to encounter this kind of thing either.”

Hearing Restia's complaints, Fang Zheng silently wiped a cold sweat. The outer world is so strange, anywhere can be a door to other worlds. This is why Fang Zheng gave up driving and walked instead. He didn't want to be sent to some ghost world when he pushed the car door, or an unknown idiot suddenly jumped out of the trunk of his car...

It's enough to encounter this kind of thing once.

Of course, because the entrance and exit are random, entering the portal itself is often an adventure, just like the unlucky guy before, he certainly didn't expect that what would greet him at the exit was the flames from the Ninth Level Purgatory - I don't know if that guy in a hurry can get through the difficulties successfully.

At this moment, Fang Zheng stopped.

"We're here."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng looked at the ruins in front of him. It seemed that this place had once been a farm, but now only some broken bricks and tiles were left. As for whether the original residents here had fled or died, Fang Zheng had no idea.

Fang Zheng walked into the rotten gate and stepped on the equally tattered and dusty floor. He glanced around and then determined his target.

"Master, are you sure you want to go in?"

This time even Esther asked in confusion, the reason was very simple, because what Fang Zheng was facing at the moment was a wardrobe that looked rotten and dilapidated.

"Right here. You should be thankful that this door wasn't opened on the dressing table for me, or I would have to imitate Doraemon."

Fang Zheng tightly gripped the key, feeling the strange fluctuations coming from it - in the outer world, space was changing all the time, like rough waves. However, just as waves several meters high could overturn a small boat, in the same way, the reefs originally hidden in the sea water would also emerge in the air, and this... was an opportunity.

“——!!”

It was unknown how long had passed, perhaps a few seconds, perhaps a few minutes, the key in Fang Zheng's hand suddenly stopped shaking, and at the same time he pulled open the tattered wooden door of the closet and walked in at a stride.

The feeling of weightlessness instantly captured Fang Zheng's body.

The moment he stepped into the closet, Fang Zheng seemed to have jumped into a bottomless pit. He kept falling down as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss.

Then Fang Zheng felt his feet hit something hard.

“Boom!!!”

The next moment, a huge crash was heard and there was a cloud of dust all around.

Fang Zheng slowly raised his head and saw several people standing around him, holding guns and wearing strange clothes. They were wearing masks that looked like gas masks and looked at him in surprise. Fang Zheng shook his body and looked down. He saw an isolation door under his feet. Under the heavy door, he could only see an arm. The rest of his body... had completely turned into blood plasma.

Obviously, at the same time Fang Zheng came through, some unlucky guy was crushed into a pulp by the iron gate that Fang Zheng knocked over.

"Uh... sorry, I didn't mean to..."

However, before Fang Zheng could finish his words, the weirdos in front of him raised their guns, aimed at him and pulled the trigger.

Then the next moment, accompanied by the splash of blood, their bodies were suddenly cut into pieces and scattered on the ground.

"I already told you I didn't mean it."

Fang Zheng swung the sword speechlessly, shaking the blood stains on it to the ground, and then he looked around.

This place looked like a factory, but it seemed to have been abandoned a long time ago. The control panel was rusty and there were round and large buttons everywhere. Fang Zheng picked up the guns that the guys dropped on the ground and examined them carefully. He found that they were all very old styles. Not only that, the way these people dressed gave Fang Zheng the feeling that they were like those perverts at the end of the century...

Hmm...could it be Fist of the North Star?

Fang Zheng walked to the window and looked outside. There were dry trees and deserts everywhere, and it looked like there were no people at all. Not only that, the factory building here also looked like it had been in disrepair for a long time. Under the starlight at night, it was pitch black everywhere, with no trace of civilization at all.

No, there are still some.

Fang Zheng walked out of the factory, raised his head and looked into the distance. He could see a few lights dimly shining at the far end of the dark horizon.

"Anyway, let's go over and take a look."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, and soon, a pitch-black Sidewinder tank appeared in front of him. Fang Zheng then got into the cockpit, and then with a roar, the black tank floated up from the ground and rushed towards the lights in the distance.

"Is this the place we are looking for, Master?"

"No, this is just a transit plane."

Fang Zheng drove the chariot forward while answering Restia's questions.

"This is like a train station. You see, we get off the train, take a short break here, and then take the next train... Now I just hope that the portal to this plane won't be opened in some troublesome place."

"Like in the last world?"

"Yes, the portal to that world is actually in the princess' bathtub..."

"So this is why you, Master, broke into the other party's castle in the middle of the night and rushed into the women's bathroom?"

"The main reason."

Fang Zheng silently rolled his eyes. The last "transit station" was a medieval civilization, a low-magic world. At that time, Fang Zheng had finally found the next "portal", but it turned out to be in the bathroom of the princess of the royal city of the most powerful country in the world. With no choice but to play Assassin's Creed in the dead of night, then rushed into the princess's bathroom, dragged out the girl who was bathing in it, and then got in himself... Well, it was a good thing that he had his face covered at the time, otherwise it would be extremely embarrassing.

"The key's response this time is very weak. It seems that it will be difficult to find the portal to the next connecting location. Hmm..."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng looked out the window. Through the window, he could see a barren desert filled with shabby car wrecks that looked like they were decades old or even older. The huge billboard next to it was even more shabby, without even a single light on.

"But I have a rough idea of ​​where this is."

"Yeah?"

"certainly."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng turned on the communicator and turned the knob.

"Ah... there's also a radio. Okay, let's go."

Having said this, Fang Zheng stepped on the accelerator and sped away in the black chariot. Under the bright moonlight, the black chariot was seen rushing towards the distance at a rapid speed. At the same time, the faint sound of music came from it and echoed in the dark night.

"I don't want to set the world on fire..."