The grass, the night sky, two gray robes, cheese and white dwarfs were not in a hurry to investigate out immediately, because it is likely that this place is just a cage, a cage specially used to store manta rays and beasts.

Cheese got this guess because he had seen a feather snake. The room where the feather snake was located was very similar to that here, and they were all carefully arranged and specially created for the residents. The white dwarf obviously did not always be here. He must have experienced similar adventures before this, so he came to a conclusion similar to Cheese. That is, the space they were in was very smaller than expected.

"Are we sitting here to kill time or to talk about something else?" Cheese poked his staff to the ground and asked his fellow disciple who took out the wine pot and started drinking without rushing.

There are actually many people who can drink alcohol among the mages, and cheese can drink alcohol by himself, but it will not be that simple to drink calmly in this environment.

Astrology is considered a kind of spiritual art according to the classification of the City of All Laws, because except for those astrologists who are treacherous, few people can find revelations from the laws of stars and things on the earth. Since it is spiritual art, it seems not surprising to drink some wine to increase inspiration.

"For example, will this space disappear?" The white dwarf put down the wine pot and carefully closed the lid. It could be seen that he cherished these liquids that were not easy to replenish. His words also hit Cheese's mind.

If these rooms are cells that house certain specific creatures, will they be dynamically adjusted?

"I guess not." Cheese took out a gourd, not to be outdone. This was an alternative container he bought from Benliu City. The gourd was naturally not wine, but some refreshing drinks. Its taste was bitter in a nutshell, very bitter, and it would make people wake up instantly.

"Then I'll bet." The white dwarf seemed to feel unhappy with his fellow students' showing off. The value of the metal wine pot is definitely higher than that of the gourd, but this is the Pan-North Continent, and there are few gourds that can grow as big as containers here, so from a rare point of view, cheese is better.

"What is your basis?" Cheese smiled after asking. Judging from his expression, the White Dwarf had no basis for judging. He was simply sing a counter-tune with him. Considering the brief fight between the two just now, there was nothing unreasonable about this subtle hostility. So Cheese kindly handed over the gourd, "Come on?"

"No need, I smell the smell of the snake heart grass solution here. I lost this time. I can drink this thing without changing my face. Your control is indeed above me." Snake heart grass is one of the main ingredients of cheese drinks. People often say that snakes and scorpions are heart-warming, so the bitter grass is called snake heart grass.

"I always feel that you are not praising me. It doesn't matter. This thing is really good at ease. I have relied on it to extend the research time for three days. The price is that I have not felt it has suffered since then."

Cheese said unsettling words as if nothing had happened. He could drink the thing that could make the gray robe frown until it was tolerated. You can imagine how much he drank in a short period of time.

However, the white dwarf has become interested in what is in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still subject to the limit, it is quite a temptation to increase the research time for three days.

Just as the white dwarfs were hesitating whether to try this devilish drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. The earthquake was not only the ground, but even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they would fall down at any time.

This seems to confirm the guess that the prison cell that lost the prisoner had no meaning of existence itself, just as the house without people was always dilapidated and extremely quickly, it was collapsing. However, the two mages were still sitting there in a hurry, as if the earthquake and the collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that on the back of the gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, which means that he and the white dwarf would likely be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety and moving forward can only see the origin of things." The white dwarf looked at Cheese with some meaning, as if he was hinting at him. After all, there must be Anlina in the astrology room. There is a place in front of the astrologer, and she will inevitably be seen.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please help me." Cheese didn't care much about this. Anlina was in a bad state, but she was a blood clan of the true ancestor level. She would not have any good ways to cause harm to her creatures who are infinitely close to the mythical age, even a gray-robed mage.

The ground cracked in the vibration and separated to both sides. Cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from them, blending into the darkness. This prison collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or has it destroyed the structure of the entire gray tower? It is unknown now.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by neatly dressed pedestrians, picking out the goods they like from street vendors. The two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing a role that only meaningful to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. He was used to seeing the bizarre and weird environment, and the familiar pan-North China street scene made him a little surprised.

He soon began to use his knowledge to judge where this place belongs and what culture it is influenced by the structure of surrounding houses and people's clothing. The result was somewhat unexpected, and he did not find anything in his mind that he could call the answer.

Then this place is either completely fictional, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How to say it, when he began to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words became meaningless murmurs. But as long as he did not concentrate, they became a very clear dialogue in life that could be heard.
Chapter completed!