Cat Lantern is an untrustworthy partner, teammate, brother, sister and comrade-in-arms.
But they are definitely trustworthy friends.
Gwen told the cat Varro about the food problem, and the big cat had a pained expression on his face, but he still agreed.
"Meow, you are probably the first person in the multifaceted universe to ask for food support from the cats. The cat race relies on fatness as its strength, so they must eat a lot of delicious food every day, Meow, but who
Let me tell you that you have gained Cat Varo, which is the cat’s friendship! The cat will arrange for several kittens to deliver food to you in a short while.”
This fat cat was so tall that when Gwen raised her head, her neck made a clicking sound.
He stretched out his hand.
Tentatively, he placed it gently on the shiny fur belly of the big cat lamp.
The first feeling is warmth, like a warm water bed covered with thick fur blankets.
Still TM is alive.
"Meow?"
Cat Varro tilted his head so that his neck could not be seen.
Soft big cat dumplings.
It feels so good...
"Besides, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with. Let me explain in advance that this is something that as long as you don't want to answer, you can just pretend to be asleep."
Cat Varro blinked, stretched out his paws and patted Gwen's back carefully, and said, "Don't worry, the cat knew he was going to run away a second before the accident happened."
Gwen glanced at her, the cat was quite proud!
"What if I say that what I want to say has something to do with witches?"
A gust of wind blew by.
The cat Varro has climbed up to the tree next to it, and its claws are firmly grasping the branches. It is rare for a cat to have sharp claws in its claws.
Boom——
A cat lamp.
Boom——
Five cat lights!
Boom!
More than twenty cat lanterns were stacked up to form a cat tower, which was taller than a tree.
The cats stared at Gwen warily.
Gwen stared at the cat Varro and saw him floating upwards instinctively...
This cat forgot that he was not a 'normal-sized cat light', so he also took the initiative to join the cat tower. This guy was too big and stopped floating after falling on it.
The cats screamed.
The cat tower fell down.
Gwen saw the shadow under her feet getting bigger and bigger, controlled her facial expression, and took three steps back.
Boom—bang!
The big cat lampcat Varo bounced twice in front of Gwen very elastically.
Then he changed back into cat form.
"Witch? Meow, that's a very dangerous creature. The encounter in Utopia shows how terrifying the witch is. Meow, what do you want to ask?"
She seemed to know everything she felt.
Gwen asked: "This should be the train carriage made by the witch, right?"
Hearing Gwen's question, Fat Cat breathed a sigh of relief.
I have met countless Utopians who are curious about witches. Among these Utopians, the young man in front of me is undoubtedly the easier one to deal with.
Cats have met countless people.
This kind of problem is relatively easy to deal with.
"The cats can't answer directly, but such a miraculous carriage style has surpassed all the technology that the Utopians can control, probably."
"At the same time, cats will never leak secrets. Although it is the label of a witch to collect endless basic resources from the endless forest plane and endless stone field plane, cats will never leak secrets."
"Meow, generally speaking, creatures with a sense of ritual prefer to put things where they should be, that is, the kind of place where cats can tell that there are good things at a glance. Witch? Haha, cats don't have them at all.
When it comes to witches, they do have a sense of ritual and are more refined."
"Again, cats will never tell secrets."
Sly large cat light.
"Looks like there's a rumor about you guys that's correct..."
"The fatter the cat lantern, the more powerful it is."
"The fatter the cat lantern, the smarter it is."
"..."
Cat Varo couldn't help but show a proud expression, calling "Fat Man" to the cat lantern was a compliment. This kind of creature needs to continuously gain weight before it can have power beyond ordinary cats.
Although Catvaro didn't say anything explicitly, it was very clearly pointed out that if the front of the Witch's car existed, it would definitely exist in the most conspicuous and logical position.
And among this layer-by-layer circular Colosseum-like compartment, which part is the most obvious?
Naturally it is in the middle.
The sky-high stone pillar that they completely ignored at first was filled with various electric energy rods. It looked like a core power supply area. But now it seems that there may be something hidden in this thing...
"..."
Surrounding the bonfire, watching the sweetfish sizzling in the fat in the pot, Snowy put her hands on her knees, waiting for the sweetfish to be fried, and at the same time looked at the cat lantern engineering team behind her.
The cat lanterns used their skilled leyline power to create a cat lantern-style cat house that was about ten square meters in size and about two meters high.
Soft and furry style.
"You mean, that fat cat lamp thinks that the witch will put the front of the car in the middle?"
She put aside her surprise at Gwen's ability to call for help from the cat lantern and asked: "It sounds incredible. Aren't witches some mystics? The ruins of the witch are more difficult to find than the ruins of the Three Kingdoms.
Digging a lot.”
The cat lights looked over furtively.
"That's not the case. Cat Varo didn't say it clearly..."
Gwen suppressed the guilty feeling in her heart and ignored the expressions of "What the hell is that different from telling the truth?" from Kenny and Snowy. Mao Deng said that he didn't say it clearly, that is, he didn't say it clearly!
He suppressed the uncomfortable feeling caused by 'lying' and said: "The witch is probably a creature with a very sense of ritual... You know the sense of ritual, right?"
"It's the kind of statue where the left side is standing and peeing, and the right side has to be the one squatting and peeing?"
From the appearance, you can't tell that Xenise is a person with this kind of speaking style.
Gwen choked on her.
He nodded and said: "It's okay if you understand it this way. In short, is there any danger in Utopia for witches? There is a high probability that there is not, because they are probably quite rare high-level people who live in groups.
Biology, that is..."
Kenny interjected: "So shameless?"
Her expression was like a spark after watching "The Abbey Family", her eyes widened, and she had a naturally unhappy expression.
"Not only is he strong, but he also sticks together."
Gwen's natural impression of the witch has become LBJ, and she may be professional when it comes to teaming up.
He picked up the fried fish, deftly removed the fish meat and placed it in a small wooden bowl.
Took a bite.
His eyes narrowed in pleasure.
He particularly likes the fried fish after the skin is torn off, and the appearance is a bit oily yellow.
The aroma of fat makes the texture of the fish clear.
If you remove the fish bones and make a pile of fish meat, it will be so delicious.
The other two people also quickly picked up their bowls and rushed to eat, because the cat lanterns also slipped over...
There was a fierce fight for food with Cat Lantern.
Eat and drink enough.
Gwen patted her slightly bulging belly and began to worry about whether she was gaining weight.
Cat Lantern can become stronger by becoming fatter, but Gwen cannot.
Staying in shape is also an important part.
He looked at the stone pillar in the middle.
"So there is no danger for them at all here, and so what you can know is... they won't compromise their sense of ritual for the sake of safety, right?"
"They will definitely choose the best place to put the front of their car."
"We should look over there tomorrow."
"..."
In the world of witches, the center seems to have an irreplaceable position.
The witch's architectural idea is like real estate, the more central the place, the more valuable it is.
They have seen this situation dozens of times. The buildings built by the witches are basically very honest, that is, the center is the most prosperous, and the edges are usually functional.
You can also feel it through the car.
The most marginal one, the carriage that serves as the camp for the three of them, can basically be described as "no output". Not to mention barely passable, it is at least a place of bitter cold. No wonder it is used to house the void production machine.
In the second lap, you can clearly feel the difference in the atmosphere and the number of materials inside.
It started to become prosperous.
From the beginning there were no living creatures, but this time they could watch the demon baring its teeth.
fine.
Cat Varro seems to have settled in these places, which means that none of the more dangerous demons exist, but there are a lot of them.
"..."
"There are two places in the world with the most demons. The first is the abyss, and the second is here!"
Xenice opened fire and strafed, killing demons with the same accuracy as cheating.
Gwen really couldn't imagine that Kenny had actually defeated the opponent once or twice.
Breaking through the second outer ring.
Down below is the cat lantern area. These cunning cat lanterns occupy the best places. When they encounter monsters that the cat lanterns cannot handle, they will call Cat Varo. This fat cat seems to have such a certain cat lantern lord.
attributes?
It was smooth sailing after that.
The original connecting passage between the witch carriages has become relatively decayed, and it is estimated that it has a certain history at least.
But in the environment where Cat Lantern lives, they repaired these passages again.
"Oooh, it's so comfortable. I never thought I could enjoy such a good road one day..."
Xenice lost her composure and made a somewhat obscene sound.
Gwen glanced at Kenny and asked him to explain why the elegant and graceful Snowy was so rude.
This girl with a poet temperament patted Gwen on the lower back, grabbed him and whispered something.
"Senice is an avid motorcycle enthusiast."
“A good car.”
"A good road."
"Along with a bottle of wine and a hiking bag full of food, that's all she wants in life."
It’s hard to tell that the Roman like Xenice is still a road party, but I have to admit that the Roman aristocrats did have a certain yearning for road life, thus ignoring the fact that many times road trips could not take a shower for several days, which would cause various parts of the body to be damaged.
Stinking facts.
Gwen suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Where's the gun?"
Dawn Gun Saint doesn’t like guns?
"That's an optional option for her. She can do it, but she can barely accept it if she doesn't."
When Kenny spoke, it was like Sir Barkley listening to Jordan tell the story of his six rings.
Dawn Gun Saint doesn’t like guns?
This made Kenny so angry that he wished he could sleep with his sniper rifle, eat and live with him.
Gwen understands.
Kenny, who understood the temperament of a poet, looked at Xenice, who had the temperament of a young lady.
He understands this jealousy but regards it as the admiration and care of his best friend. She cares about her and wants her not to waste this talent and wants her to be stronger.
But he can also understand the Dawn Spear Saint. This beautiful gunman insists on what he loves and gives up what he doesn't love. His words and deeds are consistent.
…
There is indeed an entrance below the central area, and the witches don't even bother to hide their belongings.
You can enter the middle of the pillars through a wonderful magnetic levitation elevator surrounded by six witch stone statues.
"What technology is this?"
The locals in Utopia have never seen maglev, Kenny exclaimed.
Gwen glanced at it and found that Snowy was showing a wicked smile, and said deceptively: "Maybe it's the cat lantern's floating ability..."
"..."
Kenny's eyes widened as he thought about the terrifying possibilities.
She licked her lips, her eyes trembled, and she reached out and wiped her neck: "You mean?"
Xenice kept smiling, but her face was uncertain: "Guess why it is taboo for the cat lanterns to talk about witches?"
"The reason is, maybe every time we make an elevator like this, it will..."
Kenny yelled in horror: "A cat lamp will be sacrificed?"
"Meow!"
About sixty frightened cat lanterns emerged from around the elevator, forming a sea of cats that filled the elevator. The depth of the sea of cats reached about the height of his thighs.
"You're kidding! You're kidding!" Xenice shouted.
But even though the sound was very loud, it was only heard by Gwen and Kenny beside them. There were also about five or six cat lights who heard it.
So the furry ocean continues.
After the elevator operated for twenty seconds, the door opened, the witch statue slowly turned, and the sea of cat lights leaked out of the elevator, jumping on the ground.
Kenny rubbed his calf scratched by Cat Lantern's little claws, feeling worried.
"You won't be infected, right?"
"Why don't you let Snowy lick it for you?"
Gwen must have said this with complete malice.
However, an embarrassing situation occurred, and both of them looked a little stiff for a moment.
As we all know, the most scary thing at this time is not that the two sisters kiss each other, but that the two sisters pretend to be distant and a little embarrassed, like "What is my relationship with her? We are strangers!"
I'm super, it can't be real Lu Ke, right?
Gwen heard that the source of Utopia does not pick people. But is this...
Hey, meowing.
However, the two sisters were only tense for half a second before letting go of their tension.
Instead, he raised his head and showed a huge front of the car in front of the three people.
This huge creation is unimaginable.
Its main body is a retro giant steam locomotive, but the specific construction method is the same as a castle. In terms of appearance, it can even be said to be a castle in the shape of a train locomotive.
There is a tall tower above the front of the car, with various equipment and buildings arranged below. The area is about 1.5 hectares.
Countless red, slightly glowing pipes emerged from its power chamber, as if they were filled with magma.
You can even feel a kind of vitality from it.
At the same time, a soft voice sounded.
"Welcome to the Children's Mobile Territory Facility Service under the Meade Group. I am...oh? A Utopian?"
At the end, the sound transformed from a strange "language that no one understands but everyone can understand" into Utopian language, an ancient Utopian language.
A light like lava burst out instantly.
A tall female figure with three pairs of dragon horns wearing a cloak made of lava walked out of the front entrance of the car.
