When Old Potter and Miss Merlo came to the rabbit hole to ask Angor for help, they saw something like this.
A rabbit with curly hair on its head, which looked like a crown, was yelling at Dorcas. Dorcas, on the other hand, was wearing a green hat. He clenched his fists tightly, but he did not dare to do anything to the rabbit.
While the world was in chaos, Old Potter and Lady Merlo were enjoying themselves.
Rabbit Chacha was sitting on top of a teapot, enjoying the tea while watching the projections of the talents. Angor was just like the rabbit. He would give some comments from time to time.
As for Abelle, who arrived earlier than them, she was hiding in a corner, shivering in fear while looking at the silly rabbit with a worried look.
Old Potter and Miss Merlo didn't dare to say anything. They glanced at each other and tiptoed around Dorcas to approach Angor.
Angor raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you're here. Sit down."
Old Potter and Lady Merlo did not dare to disobey. They found a strange mushroom stool and sat down.
As soon as they sat down, they noticed a pair of eerie eyes staring at them.
They looked up and saw the rabbit sitting on top of the teapot looking at them with an expectant look.
They did not know what was going on, so they could only look at Angor for help.
"This is Rabbit Chacha," Angor said, "from now on, she'll be the core of this secret room. Everything here is under her control. You can think of her as a 'spirit'."
"A spirit from Brute Cavern?" Lady Merlo quickly asked. If Rabbit looked like Shrek in Princess' Castle, she would be considered a traitor.
"I only told you to think of Chacha as a 'spirit'. She's not a spirit. She's a creation I made … with basic intelligence."
Lady Merlo sighed in relief when she heard that Chacha was made by Angor. Since it was an alchemy creation, even if it had intelligence, it would listen to Angor's orders. There was no danger of betrayal.
"Old Potter, if you want to stay here, you can talk to Chacha from time to time. Intelligent creations based on basic logic will become more intelligent as they gain more knowledge. "
Angor was still talking when Chacha looked up. "Cheater, that's enough. Get to the point."
Cheater? Everyone immediately caught this phrase, but they didn't dare to ask.
"I'm only here to introduce you. You can have whatever you want. I'm not responsible for explaining for you. "
Chacha was silent for a moment. He waved his carrot staff and a white hat fell from the sky.
The white hat fell on Abelle's head. Abelle stood up involuntarily and walked toward the crowd step by step like a puppet.
When Abelle came close, her eyes were filled with terror. Anyone who lost control of themselves would do the same.
However, Chacha did not understand Abelle's fear at all. She pointed at Merlot and the others and said to Abelle, "Explain to them about the reward."
Abelle couldn't help but open her mouth again. "The reward for clearing the Constellation Palace can be matched and given to Chacha. Chacha will reward you according to how good it tastes."
With that, the hat on Abelle's head disappeared. She knelt on the ground and tried to ease the fear in her heart.
On the other side, the crowned parrot noticed Abelle's situation. It couldn't help but complain, "How can you be so scared? I'm too ashamed to say that I'm your summon. If you keep acting like this, don't blame me for kicking you away. "
Abelle lowered her head and remained silent.
Lady Merlot wanted to help, but she didn't say anything in the end. Judging from the ahoge rabbit's tone, she assumed it was the crowned parrot. The bird's words made sense. Abelle should change her personality.
"So these strange rewards are to be added to the tea. But what do you mean by matching? "Old Potter didn't mind Abelle's words. He asked Chacha the rabbit out of curiosity.
Chacha said, "There's tea over there. Think about it yourself."
Chacha pointed at a hole not far away with a wooden sign that read "Tea Room".
Old Potter and Lady Merlot hesitated for a moment, then walked down the hole as if they were on a slide.
After a while, the two of them came back from another rabbit hole outside. At this time, they each held a cup of tea in their hands.
Rabbit Chacha took the cups and tasted them.
"This is Wind Night Black Tea with a spoonful of sugar. Are you trying to kill me? She added sugar and sweet milk. What was she doing? And you threw in an entire piece of bitterstone. This is a giant stew. Not qualified. "
"This is Light Era White Tea with some bitterstone powder and three layers of hot water. It tastes good. But still not qualified. You added an extract plant, which isn't part of the Constellation Palace's reward. "
The former was from Old Potter, while the latter was from Lady Merlot.
"Not qualified? Does that mean I don't get the reward?" Old Potter looked at Angor with a bitter expression. The design of the Twelve Constellation Palaces was quite interesting. Maybe the reward would be good as well.
"No. But it doesn't matter. The reward here is the right to live in the rabbit hole."
"… Isn't the reward a bit perfunctory?"
Angor said, "If you think it's perfunctory, talk to Chacha more often. Maybe it'll listen to you one day and change the reward."
Old Potter and Lady Merlot didn't qualify, but their experience here allowed them to become more familiar with the place.
They had to admit that Angor's work was indeed extraordinary. Being able to turn such a cramped secret room into such a state was something that Old Potter did not dare to imagine.
Even Dorcas, who didn't say anything, was amazed by the changes in the room.
But what they didn't know was that Angor himself was surprised as well.
…
After passing through the honey trap, the milk hell, the brown sugar volcano … The talented person finally arrived at the rabbit hole after going through all kinds of life and death situations.
They were all in a daze. After all, they were only mortals. It was natural for them to be traumatized after going through so much.
Angor asked Lady Merlot to help them settle down.
Lady Merlot did as well. The sudden challenge allowed her to see several potential talents that she didn't like before. She now understood why Sunders would use deathmatches when looking for talents. Despair and death were the best ways to nurture potential.
Old Potter was also curious about the rabbit hole. He couldn't live in a luxurious cave, but he still followed Lady Merlot and toured the place.
As for Dorcas, the green hat on his head was gone. However, he didn't challenge the crowned parrot. After ten minutes of being tortured, he realized the difference between them.
"It's morning. You've settled them down. Let's go." Dorcas' voice was weak. He didn't mention anything about the crowned parrot either. It seemed he was really traumatized.
Angor said, "Wait. I need to talk to Chacha."
With that, Angor walked to Chacha.
Angor and Chacha were talking on the spot. However, there was an electric magic array between them and the Speeder, which prevented any sound from reaching them.
A moment later, Angor walked to Dorcas. "Let's go."
Dorcas looked into the distance and saw the rabbit Chacha looking at Angor with a complicated expression.
"Is this Chacha really a creation? What level has its AI reached? "Dorcas couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Why are you suddenly asking?"
"If you can really create a sentient creature, it'll be an unprecedented feat."
Angor chuckled. "Maybe it's because … it's incomplete. Chacha's basic calculations are flawed, which means it can't create anything. Everything it does is based on existing patterns, and its emotions are simulated passively. So, it's not a real intelligence. It's more like an alchemy puppet with precise calculations. "
"What's incomplete?"
"You misheard me."
Dorcas gave Angor a doubtful look. He couldn't believe his ears. Angor must be hiding something from him.
"Right, if it can't create anything, what's with the twelve constellations?" Dorcas squinted at Angor.
Angor didn't answer.
"So it's all your doing. You just want to see those talents struggling, right? You made up a country. I think you're the one who manipulated the answers! " Dorcas looked as if he had seen through Angor's plan. "Just admit it. You're a pervert who likes to build your happiness on other people's misery."
"I didn't make up a country. This country exists, and it's Rabbit Chacha's home. It's called the Teapot Kingdom.
"So, it's Rabbit Chacha's own knowledge. It has nothing to do with me.
"By the way, you said before that creating a creature with spiritual intelligence is an unprecedented feat. I can tell you now that someone has already created such a creature, and it's a highly intelligent and powerful one. And that person is still in the southern wizarding region. "
Of course, Angor was talking about Greya.
However, he looked around and touched on all kinds of things. He was actually trying to change the topic.
Dorcas knew what he was trying to say, but he didn't ask because … he was the same kind of person.
After chatting with Dorcas about a few things that couldn't possibly be said, and were purely talking about Tai Chi, they had already reached the entrance of the rabbit hole.
"How do we leave? Or the Twelve Constellation Palaces? "Dorcas asked.
Angor didn't answer. Instead, he chose a spot nearby, found a weak point in the space, and opened a Gate of Illusion.
"Let's go."
Dorcas narrowed his eyes. "An instantaneous space spell? From a spell slot?"
Angor didn't bother to answer and walked out of the Gate of Illusion. Behind the gate was the corridor outside the secret chamber.
Dorcas followed him and saw Angor pushing open the door to the secret chamber.
When the door was pushed open, it was no longer the spacious Twelve Constellation Palaces. Instead, it was a small, narrow space.
"What's going on?" Dorcas asked curiously.
"If we're going to hide it, we need to do it to the best of our ability. There's a special way to get into Chacha's space. "
Dorcas asked, "What method?"
Angor didn't answer. He tossed Dorcas a piece of parchment, on which was a pre-drafted contract.
The content of the contract was simple. From today onward, Dorcas would join Brute Cavern willingly, and betrayals would be punished in all ways.
Dorcas tore the contract with an expressionless face.
Angor didn't mind. "If you want to know, join us. There's no other way."
Dorcas clenched his teeth. "Not even as a friend?"
"When you bring Goldie and Goldie to me, I'll admit that you're my friend. But even then, I can't simply tell you anything. "
"So, I, Red Sword Dorcas, am your friend? Am I not as important as Little Gold? "
Angor gave Dorcas a strange look and gave him a knowing look.
Dorcas took a deep breath and finally accepted the fact. Little Gold was fine. At least it had something to do with the genius Angor.
After leaving the secret chamber, they quickly left the tavern.
"You're leaving without telling them?"
Angor scoffed. "So you know about restraints too. I thought those who crave for freedom are all scumbags who leave without saying goodbye."
Dorcas held back his anger. "I'm not restraining them. I'm being polite."
"Oh, no need to tell them. We can meet whenever we want. Besides, I already told Tea-Cha that I'm leaving. She'll tell them. "
Dorcas asked, "That's what you were talking about with Cha Cha?"
"Of course not."
"Then …" Dorcas looked curious.
Before Dorcas could ask, Angor took out another contract and handed it to him.
"You really know how to … take advantage of the situation. How many contracts did you draw up? "
"Take a guess."
Dorcas: "…" I don't have time to play guessing games with you.
Dorcas didn't want to talk to Angor anymore. He walked down the street and prepared to leave Princesses' Town.
Angor chuckled and followed him.
He talked to Tea-Cha alone not only to ask her to pass on a message, but also to teach Tea-Cha how to … self-destruct.
Yes, self-destruct.
Tea-Cha looked invincible in her own space, but she could still lose if she ran into a powerful enemy.
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