After five minutes of running, Angor's height was about the same as when he was seven or eight years old. However, this did not mean he was "getting younger". His body shape was still the same as when he was an adult. From afar, he looked more like a halfling or a slender dwarf instead of a child.
As Angor's body grew smaller, the shrill caws around him became louder and louder. They sounded like mournful music before a funeral.
The crows that Angor only heard their cries but did not see their forms also flew out. They seemed to understand that Angor was no longer a threat to them.
They quietly stood on the branches and stared at Angor's figure in their yellowish eyes as if they were looking at a dead man.
They only needed to wait for Angor's body to shrink further until he could no longer resist the crows. That would be his death.
Angor already knew how evil these crows could be. He wanted to pick up stones and throw them at them many times, but he held himself back. If he missed, he would alert them. Even if he did, he might not be able to kill them instantly. It would only make him look incompetent and angry.
Besides, he was already very close to his target location. He did not want to cause any trouble now.
Therefore, he only moved forward quietly and pretended he did not see the crows at all.
If the target location brought him disappointment … Angor would think about how to deal with these crows. At least, he had to find a way to get rid of them or scare them away before he completely turned into a Thumb.
As Angor pondered, he saw a short shrub in front of him.
After passing through the shrubs and walking forward for another twenty steps, they would reach their target location.
But he still did not see any "human tracks" or any possible guidance. Did his spirit sense deceive him?
Angor pursed his lips and kept moving forward. He wanted to go through the shrub as soon as possible and see if there was hope or despair hidden behind the shrub.
As soon as he entered the shrub …
He suddenly saw something familiar from the corner of his eyes.
These were … footprints!
At the bottom of the shrubs, a pair of clear footprints appeared before his eyes.
They were the same size as the ones he saw before. However, they were clearer. He could even see some patterns on them.
Angor did not check the footprints right away. Instead, he looked in the direction where they came from … west.
When he saw the direction of the west, he had an idea.
Could it be that the original owner of this footprint had intended to come here? However, if he followed the footprints, would he make a detour?
If that was the case, Angor would also reach this place if he followed the footprints. Perhaps he would become even smaller than he was now? At that time, he would have to walk step by step in the face of the surrounding crows.
And now, although his body had shrunk, at least Crow had not reached the point where it could directly charge at him.
Did that mean that the guidance of his spiritual sense was correct?
Was there really a solution to this omen up ahead?
With that in mind, he felt a little better. He did not rush forward excitedly to confirm. Instead, he crouched down to check the footprints in front of him.
The footprints he had seen before were all very vague. However, the footprints here were much clearer, and the lines on the soles of the shoes could be seen.
Huh? … Soles? These were not animal footprints, but human footprints?
Angor was a little surprised. He reached out a finger and touched the lines deep inside the footprints. The lines were arranged neatly, and the lines were symmetrical with each other. They looked like the lines of a shoe. Maybe it was the sole of a pair of leather shoes?
But the footprints were only the size of a baby's fist. Did they belong to a Krakok?
If so, it made sense that Angor's spiritual sense was reacting to the footprints of a Krakok. After all, Angor once protected a Krakok, and he was familiar with them. It was normal for his spiritual sense to "resonate" with them.
But was it really a Krakok?
Angor was not sure, but he knew the answer was right in front of him.
He took a deep breath and kept moving forward. After about four or five steps, he had to crawl through the bushes while half-kneeling on the ground for the next few meters.
When he came out of the bushes, he was still looking at the forest.
However, the ground was much cleaner, and the footprints were much clearer. It was as if the footprints were guiding him forward.
Angor took another ten steps and walked around a large tree in the middle of the path. He finally saw his target.
It was a small tree about two meters tall.
However, the main point was not the tree itself, but the fairytale-style mailbox that stood beside the tree.
Next to the mailbox was a rabbit hole.
"Is this the answer?"
…
He walked to the tree and was about to check the small mailbox. Before he could do so, he heard a clear voice calling out to him.
"Only bad people would look through someone's mailbox without permission."
The first thing that came to his mind was, "There's someone else here?"
But very quickly, he realized that something was wrong … Why did this voice sound so familiar?
He looked at the source of the voice.
"Tea-Cha?!" When he saw a small white rabbit jumping out of the rabbit hole, he called its name out of instinct.
However, the rabbit looked up and stared at Angor with its ruby-like eyes. "Please don't claim to know me. I don't know you."
Claim to know me? Don't know me?
Angor was puzzled. Wasn't this the strange creature he accidentally created with the black hat in Princess' Town, Rabbit Tea-Cha?
Angor looked at the rabbit carefully. Judging from its clothes, it was indeed very different from Rabbit Tea-Cha in Princess' Town.
Rabbit Tea-Cha was a small white rabbit wearing a small black felt hat, an exquisite checkered tuxedo, and a carrot-shaped cane in its hand. However, although the rabbit in front of him was also a rabbit with pure white fur, it was dressed in a very gaudy manner.
Considering Angor's current height, he could reach the rabbit's chest when it stood up. It was wearing a hat on its head. The hat was shaped like a teapot, and it was a colorful teapot. The handle, the mouth, and the lid of the teapot were all there.
Its upper body was also a tuxedo, but it was also colorful. It looked like the colorful combination of a child's drawing.
On its feet, there was a pair of small leather shoes. To be precise, the shoes were not on its feet, but on its toes. In other words, the rabbit was standing on its toes all the time.
The shoes also looked like something out of a fairy tale. There were several red teapot buttons on the golden soles, and they were about the size of a baby's fist.
Without a doubt, the footprints Angor saw along the way came from these shoes.
Overall, the rabbit's appearance was very different from Tea-Cha Demon. However, its body shape, posture, and voice were exactly the same as Tea-Cha's.
However, judging from the way the man looked at him as if he was a stranger, Angor wondered if he had mistaken him for someone else.
"Staring at a lady without blinking is not the behavior of a gentleman."
"Are you sure you're not Tea-Cha? You — you have a carrot-shaped cane, right? And you can change hats into different shapes. "
The rabbit stared at Angor and wondered what it was thinking.
After a while, it spoke in a soft voice, "So you want to ask me for a hat?"
"Huh?"
When did I ask for a hat? Besides, I said a lot of things, and you only focused on the hat?
Angor did not know whether to laugh or cry. Before he could explain, the rabbit humphed. "I get it now. You're a lost man, right? You came to the Teapot Kingdom without knowing anything and got trapped in Black Tea Forest. Hmph. You're afraid you'll become food for those crows, so you came to me to ask for a hat? "
Angor: Is that so? Why didn't I know?
The rabbit proudly exposed Angor's "true identity". It thought for a moment and spoke in a proud tone, "Since you went through so much trouble to find me, and I think we've met somewhere before, I can give you a hat. But you should know that the shrinking of Black Tea Forest is irreversible, right? Even if you wear a hat, you won't be able to stop it. When you return to the human world, you'll still be as small as before. Think carefully. "
Angor did not understand anything else, but he did know that he would not shrink again as long as he wore the hat given by the rabbit.
Of course he would wear it!
As for irreversible? If this was the real world, it would be irreversible. But this was an omen, which was both an illusion and a test, so Angor was not worried.
"Sure. I'll wear the hat." Angor nodded without hesitation.
He had to maintain his current size first. If he really turned into a thumb-sized person, that would be terrible.
The rabbit did not hesitate. It waved its hand, and a hat appeared on Angor's head. Angor touched it and confirmed that it was a teacup hat.
After putting on the teacup hat, Angor walked around several times. As expected, his body no longer shrank.
When the crows saw that Angor's body was no longer shrinking, they all scattered away. They knew that they had no chance to enjoy the feast today.
The rabbit looked at Angor with disdain. Why did it feel like this human was a bit stupid?
It made sense. Why did he choose to come to the Teapot Kingdom instead of staying in the human world? What was he if not stupid?
However, the rabbit did not really hate Angor's idiocy. Most importantly, this human gave it a very familiar feeling, as if they had really met before, and there was a sense of closeness … However, it had completely forgotten where this feeling came from.
After testing the hat, he returned to the rabbit's side with a satisfied look.
He still had a lot of questions, and he needed answers from the rabbit.
Angor did not speak much, but when he listened to the rabbit carefully, he heard a familiar name: Teapot Kingdom!
Could this be the strange country recorded in "Louis's Hat": the Teapot Kingdom?
Angor was a little surprised, but he did not think too much about it.
The Mystery item "Mad Hatter's Coronation" came from Louis's Hat in a way.
Angor used the "Mad Hatter's Coronation" to simulate the Teapot Kingdom, which made sense.
However, Angor did not understand what was wrong with the omen.
Angor thought that the shrinking mechanism in the forest and the crows that saw him as food were the answers to the omen. Maybe he could find a way to leave the omen.
But now, he solved the shrinking problem, and the crows were gone. Why was the exit still not here?
Did the omen have nothing to do with the forest?
Angor was about to ask when the rabbit suddenly spoke, "I gave you the hat. You have to answer one of my questions."
"What is it?"
"Maybe someone told you that I'm in Black Tea Forest, but they don't know my name. How did you know I'm called Chacha? Why do I feel familiar with you? Where did we meet before? "
Angor was surprised to hear the rabbit's words. Was this really Chacha?
Angor was wondering if he remembered wrongly. But now, the rabbit revealed itself, and it clearly said that Chacha was "familiar" to him. There was no doubt that it was Chacha the rabbit.
Besides, Chacha might be the reason why Angor's spirit sensed him from afar. Rabbit Chacha was Chacha's creation in Queen's Town, so it was normal that his spirit sensed something.
But what should he say about these things? He could not say that Chacha was a Mysterious creature he created, and that Chacha forgot about him because he was in the omen.
Everything else was easy to explain, but the omen was difficult to explain.
Seeing Angor's silence, Rabbit Chacha seemed to realize something and humphed. "It's fine if you don't want to talk. I'll give you the hat. And don't check my mailbox again. There's nothing in there! "
With that, Rabbit Chacha was about to jump into the rabbit hole.
Angor quickly stopped it. "Wait, can I ask you something?"
Rabbit Chacha: "You're not answering me anything, yet you want me to answer you? Is that reasonable?"
Angor sighed. "I want to answer you, but I don't know what to say."
"What do you mean?"
Angor considered and sat on the ground with his legs crossed. He picked up a dried branch and drew a pattern on the ground.
It was a rabbit wearing a tuxedo and felt hat. It looked proud while waving a carrot cane in its hand.
"This is the Chacha I know. It looks like you. But it's not in the Teapot Kingdom. It's in the human world. That's why I mistook you for someone else the first time I saw you. "
Angor considered for a while and decided to use the excuse of "mistaking" as an excuse for now.
Rabbit Chacha looked at the pattern on the soil and thought for a long time. "I vaguely remember that when I was dreaming, I seemed to have worn this kind of clothes and held this kind of cane … Could it be that we met in a dream?"
Angor almost wanted to say, "What are you talking about? Talking in your sleep? "
But before he could say anything, he saw Rabbit Chacha's serious expression. It really felt that they had met in the dream.
"Maybe?" Angor considered for a moment.
Rabbit Chacha tilted its head. "I think you're hiding something from me. But … never mind. I saw you in the picture. Maybe we did meet in a dream. Besides, I can feel that you don't mean me harm. So, if you want to hide it, I won't ask. "
With that, Rabbit Chacha followed Angor's example and sat on the ground.
"Since we've met in the dream, I can answer your question. However, I'm only limited to three questions. You have to think carefully about what you want to ask me. "
Angor considered and nodded. "Alright."
(End of Chapter)
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