I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

After arranging things in 49 cities, Yan Jiefang headed south again.

It's already early July, and the weather has long since started to get hot.

Yan Jiefang's bus was headed to Fuzhou, the capital of Fujian Province.

There is only one direct express train from 49 cities to here, number 45.

At that time, there were no trains with the letter T; they were named with the train number followed by "express".

For example, he took the No. 45 express train.

Even on the fastest express train, he spent a full two days and two nights on board.

The route passes through Tianjin, Jinan, Xuzhou, Nanjing, Shanghai, Hangzhou, Yingtan, and Shaowu, finally arriving in Fuzhou.

This is quite a long journey; the railway mileage is said to be about 2330 kilometers.

After getting off the train, Yan Jiefang felt that his thinking seemed to have become somewhat rigid.

Why take the train for such a long journey?

Isn't flying a good option?

He decided that he would always travel by plane when traveling alone from now on.

Although a very serious plane crash occurred at the beginning of the year, killing all of the more than 100 crew members and passengers.

However, he himself is a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining and has the ability to fly, so he can easily avoid any accidents and there is no need for him to be as worried as before.

In this world, he now possesses the ability to avoid the vast majority of dangers.

Although there are quite a few flight accidents in China these days, as long as you choose a safer mode of ground transportation when traveling with your family, it will be fine.

After exiting Fuzhou Railway Station, Yan Jiefang took a car to the city center.

Although this operation was not dangerous for him, he did not want to waste time because of any unexpected events.

Therefore, it is essential to plan the route carefully.

The train arrived at the station a little after 7 a.m., and it was still morning. He bought a map of Fujian and a large map across the street at the Xinhua Bookstore in the city center.

By comparing maps and "asking" some locals, Yan Jiefang learned that the closest place to the other side was Pingtan County.

And coincidentally, the closest place to him was Hsinchu, his destination.

As a long-time internet user, he naturally knew that TSMC's factory was located in Hsinchu.

Once you arrive in Hsinchu, you can easily find the factory location with a little "asking around".

With the route planned, Yan Jiefang bought a ticket and boarded a bus to Fuqing.

As soon as he got into the car, he habitually scanned everyone in the car with his divine sense.

This is a habit he has developed in recent years.

After all, there are far too many highway robbers and bandits in this day and age.

You will inevitably encounter it whenever you go out; the only difference is the time.

Sure enough, on this passenger bus, three people were carrying daggers, and several others were carrying short steel bars or other similar items.

The three men carrying daggers were sitting near the car door, clearly a group.

As long as they behave themselves and don't bother him along the way, Yan Jiefang won't bother with them.

There were still a few empty seats on the bus. The ticket seller stood beside the bus, calling out to nearby passengers, trying to fill the bus as quickly as possible.

"Fuqing! Fuqing! Okay! Hurry up and get on the bus!"

"Honglu and Fuqing, open immediately! We've been waiting so long!"

"Anyone going to Fuqing? There's a seat! Come on over!"

...

They were speaking in the local dialect, which Yan Jiefang couldn't understand very well.

Fortunately, he has a panel where, under the "Dialect" skill section, he can quickly collect the dialects he hears and increase his dialect ability.

I believe it won't be long before he can understand and speak the local dialect of Fujian fluently.

At that time, any local who hears him speak will likely assume that he is a native of this place.

After waiting a few more minutes, the bus was finally full after several young men and women who looked like students got on.

After the ticket seller brought out two folding stools to accommodate two passengers who wanted to get off without seats, the bus finally left the station reluctantly.

In this day and age, the road from Fuzhou to Fuqing was already paved with asphalt slag, which was considered quite good for the time.

Unfortunately, this road must be frequently used by heavy vehicles, and many parts of the road surface have been crushed, leaving many potholes and forming a washboard road. Repairs are not timely, resulting in poor road conditions.

After about an hour and a half, the vehicle stopped in Fuqing City, and the passengers disembarked one by one.

To Yan Jiefang's surprise, the three men with daggers in the car earlier did not make a move.

I don't know why.

Yan Jiefang also stopped paying attention to them.

Afterwards, he took a local bus along the Dazhen Line to Xiaoshandong Ferry.

This journey was much more difficult than the previous ones. Not far out of the city, the road turned into a gravel road, with significantly more bends and undulations.

After a bumpy ride of almost an hour, the car finally arrived at Xiaoshandong Ferry.

After buying his ferry ticket, Yan Jiefang, seeing that he still had some time, wandered around the area near the ferry crossing.

Upon discovering that the grocery store was selling used car inner tubes, Yan Jiefang spoke directly to the store in the Fuqing dialect, paid for two, and kept them as spares.

"Beep~"

With a whistle, the ferry set sail, heading towards Pingtan County on the other side.

Yan Jiefang leaned on the railing and looked out at the sea. The salty sea breeze was so strong that it was hard for an ordinary person to open their eyes.

But for him, it was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

During this season, it is easy to encounter tropical cyclones (typhoons) blowing in from the south.

Even the outer periphery of a regular cyclone can pose significant winds and dangers to humans.

There's a real possibility that the ship could be destroyed and everyone on board could perish.

After about twenty minutes, the outline of the Pingtan Nianggong Wharf on the opposite bank gradually became clear.

The ferry slowed down and slowly adjusted its direction to approach the stone pier.

After the platform was secured, passengers disembarked one by one.

Yan Jiefang followed the crowd onto the dock.

There were ready-made passenger buses outside the dock, and he boarded one that was almost full.

After stopping and starting along the way, it took about fifty minutes to reach Pingtan County.

In 1988, Tanzhen Town (Pingtan County) was just a small island town with a strong atmosphere of coastal defense.

A main street runs through the city. At this time, there were no tall buildings, and two-story brick and stone buildings were already conspicuous structures.

Most of the people here are acquaintances; there are very few unfamiliar faces.

Yan Jiefang's height, appearance, and clothing are clearly out of place here.

If an ordinary person encountered his situation, they would likely face all sorts of questioning.

But he possesses the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Striking Technique," which can directly change everyone's mind.

However, when facing a large number of people, it also takes a considerable toll on his spiritual energy.

After booking a double room at the Chengguan Inn, Yan Jiefang began to recover his consciousness and restored his spiritual power using mid-grade spirit stones.

He decided to leave tonight; he's just getting ready right now.