Angor took a turn in the air and finally saw who was sitting at the table. Judging from its appearance, it could not be called a "human".
To be more precise, it was a little bunny wearing a gentleman's outfit. Or rather, Mister Bunny.
The bunny was less than half a meter tall. Its fur was as white as snow, and the inside of its pink ears were trimmed with fur. Its eyes were as red as pigeon-blood gems, which were embedded on its cute little head. The bunny's ears almost took up half of its body length. Putting aside the strange decorations, this was a cute bunny that could make little girls scream in excitement.
Angor believed that he would like the bunny too if he was in another place. However, he was in an unknown space, and his vigilance had reached its limit. He did not have the time to care about whether the bunny was cute or not.
His attention was mostly on the strangeness of Mister Bunny.
The biggest difference between Mister Bunny and a pet bunny was its appearance. The bunny did not wear a lower garment. Instead, it wore a lace tuxedo with red square patterns on its upper body. There was a tall black gentleman's hat between its two big ears. There was also a smiling face badge on the hat brim. The most eye-catching feature was a small golden monocle on its face, which added a bit of gentlemanly charm to the cute bunny.
Angor also noticed that Mister Bunny was not sitting on the armchair as he thought. Instead, it was floating in front of the table and staring at the thick purple book on the table.
Angor walked around Mister Bunny for a while and found that the bunny ignored him just like the other creatures. It was also possible that Mr. Rabbit was too engrossed in his book and did not notice the unexpected visitor.
Angor wandered around the hall for a while. He was getting more curious about this world.
Was this really a parallel world? Did he travel to another world? He couldn't think of an answer. More importantly, he wasn't even sure if he passed the wizard talent test.
As Angor was at his wits' end, he suddenly had an idea.
The idea came out of nowhere. Angor even felt that it did not come from his mind. Something else was using his mind to tell him to return to the storage room.
Yes, the idea was to return to the storage room where he first came from.
Go back? Without hesitation, he accepted the light without hesitation. He did not know where the idea came from, but he believed it instinctively.
When he was about to leave the hall, he heard Mister Bunny turning the pages of a book not far away.
He looked back at the purple book Mr. Bunny was reading and suddenly stopped for some reason. He floated to Mr. Bunny's side and read the content of the book.
The book was standing, so he could clearly see the cover of the book. The cover was not strange. It looked like a romance novel liked by noble ladies.
There was a row of strange symbols at the top of the book. He could not understand them, but he assumed they were the title of the book. Below it was a slightly cartoonish picture. The background was a castle outlined with a few strokes, and the foreground was a somewhat blurry cartoon girl. She had a red hat, long brown curly hair, a blue skirt, and white shoes. Whether it was the girl's facial features or clothes, they were not meticulous. They were like the doodles of a child. The only redeeming feature was that they were colorful.
A castle and a girl on the cover. Was this the "princess fairytale" his professor told him when he was young? When Angor was young, Jon always told him bedtime stories. Most of them were about ancient anecdotes, and a few were about Grimm's Fairy Tales. Angor did not like them, but he remembered most of the names. The most famous ones were "Snow White" and "Cinderella".
So when he saw the girly cover, he remembered the princess stories his professor told him.
Angor did not spend too much time on the cover. He could not understand the words anyway. He floated behind Mister Bunny and began reading.
He saw the book by accident before. He only remembered it was a comic book.
Angor stood behind Mr. Bunny. He couldn't read the words, but he could roughly guess the content from the pictures.
It was a fairytale.
A girl accidentally stumbled into a wonderful world. Here, she could shrink to the size of a mouse by drinking red wine, and become a giant by eating a piece of cake. On the same plate of mushroom soup, she would become shorter if she drank from the left side, and grow taller if she drank from the right side. In her surprise, the girl began a magical journey with all the wonderful creatures.
Angor watched with great interest. He also felt a sense of familiarity. But soon, he cast away his unnecessary emotions and continued to immerse himself in the story.
Time went by. Angor did not notice that things were getting out of hand.
Apart from the fact that Mr. Bunny was reading the book at the same pace as Angor, there was also the owl plushie, the poker guards, the teacup bunnies, and the colorful dragonflies in the hall. But Angor did not notice them at all. He was completely absorbed in the magnificent journey of the story.
Angor did not care about all the strangeness and dissonance. Instead, he happily became one with the spirit of the heroine in the fairytale.
Angor felt that he had become the main character in a fairytale, running after a talking rabbit.
Everything was beautiful. All the creatures he met had strange appearances, but they were all kind. Angor even felt that he was in a fairyland.
As he indulged in the beauty of fairyland, a harsh laugh came from the castle in the distance.
"Shit, the Poker Queen is here! Shava, you have to leave this place now, or the Poker Queen will turn you into a poker card! "The talking rabbit sounded anxious.
Poker Queen? Leave this place? Shava?
Angor's eyes went blank. Who's Shava? Isn't my name An — huh? What's my name?
He sensed that something was wrong.
He remembered seeing a rabbit in a gentleman's suit in the manor's castle. Then he saw the rabbit … What was it doing?
The wonderful journey shattered into pieces in Angor's mind. Something was wrong. He felt like he was forgetting something. Angor's expression turned serious. He had to remember!
Angor screamed in his mind, but his memory kept going blurry. It was so bad that he could not even remember what he was doing just a moment ago.
"Heeheeheehee —"
"What are you doing, Shava? Run quickly! The Poker Queen is here! " The rabbit grabbed Angor's hand. "It's an emergency. You have to go to my rabbit hole to get away!"
In his daze, Angor was dragged forward by the rabbit without realizing it.
The mountains in the distance were still green, but they no longer looked so dreamy. Angor now felt that they were lifeless and out of place.
"That's my rabbit hole. Hide in there, I'll deal with the Poker Queen." The rabbit gave Angor a push.
Angor staggered and fell to the ground.
The rabbit was still urging him to enter the rabbit hole, but Angor suddenly felt something.
"Back to the storage room."
This piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind like a flash of inspiration.
Storage room? The confusion in Angor's eyes cleared up. He remembered the storage room! He remembered that when he was testing his talent, he accidentally entered a strange parallel world. And a … Mr. Rabbit who was reading a book!
The moment Angor's eyes cleared up, the world changed, and everything turned into nothingness.
Where the rabbit hole used to be, it was replaced by a bloody mouth with sharp fangs. As for the cute rabbit behind him, it had turned into a tattered ragdoll covered in patches.
Angor stepped back step by step and quickly moved away from the bloody mouth.
When he was far away from the area, he found himself back in the hall. The hall where Mr. Rabbit was.
Angor no longer felt relaxed because he found himself surrounded by a group of poker guards.
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