Feng Jun was caught off guard as he unexpectedly found himself locked onto. He couldn't help but sense where the lock had come from.
The precise location was over two kilometers away from him, a towering structure around the equivalent of a twenty-story building in the Earth Realm, although judging by the window layout, it seemed to be only five stories high.
This building featured scant large windows, replaced by a dense array of mosaics. Some of the mosaics had been removed, revealing dark holes beneath them—a clear indication that this was indeed a fortress.
But why target me? Feng Jun wondered, feeling perplexed as he held up an umbrella for the rain, something quite common in this world. He had found this very umbrella amidst the ruins of an abandoned home.
As for his clothing, it was sourced from this world as well. Though a bit oversized for him, there was no alternative, as most members of the Human Race here possessed relatively short, stout limbs.
