Chapter 2953 Goodbye Chacha

 After five minutes of fast running, Angel's height was almost the same as when he was seven or eight years old. However, the shrinkage here does not mean that "the age has become smaller". His body shape is still similar to that of an adult. From a distance, he does not look like a child, but more like a halfling, or a slender dwarf.

As Angel's figure became smaller, the shrill cries around him became more rampant than before, one after another, like the mourning before a funeral.

The crow, whose sound was only heard but not seen before, also flew out. They seemed to understand that Angel could no longer pose a threat to them at this time.

They stood quietly on the branches, with Angel's figure reflected in their turbid yellow eyes, staring at Angel as if they were staring at a dead person.

Just waiting for Angel's size to continue to shrink until he is too small to withstand the crows, is when he will die.

Angor knew the viciousness of these crows. He wanted to pick up rocks on the ground and throw them at them countless times along the way, but he endured them all. If you don't hit it, it will only scare the enemy. If you hit it, you won't necessarily be killed in one hit. It will only appear to be incompetent and furious.

Furthermore, this place is very close to the target location, and he doesn't want to cause trouble at this time.

 So, faced with the evil intentions of the crows, he just moved forward silently, pretending that he didn't see the crows.

If the target location brings disappointment...then Angel will consider dealing with these crows, at least before he completely changes into a thumb, he must find a way to remove or scare away this group of crows.

While Angel was thinking silently, a low bush appeared in front of him.

Go through the bushes and walk up to twenty steps, you will reach the target location.

 But when he got here, he still didn't see any "human traces" or possible guidance... Could it be that the spiritual sense deceived him?

Angor pursed his lips and continued to walk forward quickly. He wanted to go through the bushes as soon as possible to see whether the places blocked by the bushes were hope or despair.

 At the moment Angel entered the bushes.

His peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of something familiar—

 This is... a footprint!

Just below the bushes, a pair of clear footprints appeared in front of his eyes.

 This pair of footprints is the same size as the footprints we saw before, but they are clearer, and some lines can even be seen vaguely.

Angor did not observe the footprints immediately, but followed the direction in which the footprints came from and looked to the west.

 When he saw that it was the west, Angel had a guess in his mind.

 Could it be that the original owner of this footprint wanted to come here? But if you follow the footsteps, will you take a detour?

If this is the case, then if Angel had followed this trail, he would have arrived here in the end, but his figure might have become smaller than now? At that time, facing the crows that surrounded him, he must have taken every step carefully.

Now, although his body has become smaller, at least the crow has not reached the point of charging directly.

 So, the guidance of the spiritual sense is correct?

 Ahead, is there really a solution to this omen?

Thinking of this, Angel's originally anxious mood calmed down a little. He did not rush forward excitedly to confirm. Instead, he lowered his body and checked the footprints in front of him.

 The footprints I encountered before were all very vague. But the footprints here are relatively clear, and you can see the lines on the soles.

Huh? ...sole? These are not animal footprints, but human footprints?

Angel was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his fingers to touch the lines deep in the prints. The lines were neatly arranged, and the lines on the left and right footprints were symmetrical to each other. They indeed looked like the lines on the soles of shoes, and they might even be from a pair of leather shoes. Soles?

 But this footprint is obviously only the size of a baby's fist. Could it be that this footprint comes from a certain Kulakuka tribesman?

If it is really the footprints of the Kulakuka tribe, then it would make sense that Angel's spiritual sense would react. After all, Angel had protected the Kulakuka people and had in-depth contact with them, so he was familiar with them. It was normal for his spiritual senses to "response to each other from a distance".

However, are they really from the Kulakuka tribe?

Angor was not sure, but he knew that the answer lay ahead.

Taking a deep breath, Angel continued to move forward, walking about four or five steps. For the next few meters, Angel was almost half-kneeling as he walked through the bushes.

 When he emerged from the bushes, what he saw was still the forest.

However, the ground here is much cleaner, and the footprints on the ground are clearly visible. It seems that these footprints are guiding Angel forward.

Angor walked another ten steps. When he rounded a big tree blocking the road, he finally saw the target location!

 That is a small tree only two meters long.

 But the point is not the tree itself, but a fairy-tale style mailbox standing next to the tree.

Beside the mailbox, there is a rabbit hole.

 “Is this the answer?”

 …

Angor walked to the small tree and was about to look through the small mailbox, but before he could open the mailbox, he heard a crisp voice ringing in his ears.

"Only a bad person would read someone else's mailbox without the owner's consent."

Angor was stunned for a moment. The first thing that came to his mind was: Is there anyone else here?

 But soon, he discovered something was wrong...Why did this voice sound so familiar?

Angor looked at the source of the sound with confusion.

 "Chacha?!" Looking at a white-haired little rabbit jumping out of the rabbit hole, Angel subconsciously called out the other person's name.

However, the white-haired little rabbit raised his head, looked at Angel with his ruby-like eyes, and said righteously: "Please don't have any relationship, I don't know you."

 Helping relationships? Don't know me?

Angor was confused. Isn't this rabbit the magical creature he accidentally created through the black hat in Princess Town: Rabbit Chacha?

Angor looked at the rabbit in front of him carefully. In terms of clothing, it was indeed very different from Chacha, the rabbit in Princess Town.

Chacha Rabbit is a little white rabbit wearing a black felt hat, an exquisite plaid tuxedo, and holding a carrot-shaped cane. But the rabbit in front of me, although it was also a pure white rabbit, was dressed in very fancy clothes.

 Compared with Angel's current height, when the rabbit stood up, he could reach his chest. It wears a hat on its head. The hat is shaped like a teapot, and it is also a colorful teapot. The handle, spout and lid are all available.

And its upper body is also a tuxedo, but it is just as colorful, with the kind of unconstrained color combinations that children use when painting.

On its feet, it wears a pair of small leather shoes... to be precise, the leather shoes are not worn on the feet, but on the toes. In other words, this rabbit has been tiptoeing.

 The style of the small leather shoes is also very fairy tale. On the golden upper, there are several red teapot buttons, which are about the same size as a baby's fist.

 There is no doubt that the footprints Angel saw along the way should come from this pair of leather shoes.

Although his overall appearance is far from that of the Great Demon King Chacha. But its shape, body shape, and voice are exactly the same as Chacha's.

 But from the way the other person looked at the stranger, Angel had some doubts. Did he really admit that he was wrong?

“Staring at a lady intently is not the behavior a gentleman should do.”

Angor: "Aren't you really Chacha? You, don't you have a carrot cane? You can also change people's hats into hats of various shapes."

The white-haired little rabbit stared at Angel, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long while, it whispered: "So you want to ask me for a hat?"

Angor: "Huh?"

 When did I say I wanted a hat? Moreover, I have said a lot, but your focus is only on the hat?

Angel looked dumbfounded, and just as he was about to explain, the little white-haired rabbit snorted: "I understand now, are you a lost person? You broke into the Teapot Country without knowing anything, and ended up being trapped. In the Black Tea Forest... Humph, are you afraid that you will become food for those black crows, and then find me, do you want to ask for a hat? "

Angor: Is that so? I do not know how?

After the white-haired little rabbit triumphantly exposed Angel's "true face", he pondered for a moment and said in an arrogant tone: "Since you have gone through so much trouble to find me, and I also have some vague feelings for you. Familiar, maybe I have seen it somewhere. For the sake of this, I can give you a hat. But you should also know that the shrinkage of the Black Tea Forest is irreversible, right? Even if you put on the hat, it is irreversible. In the human world, it will still be so small, so you have to think clearly."

Although Angel didn't understand the other meaning, he understood that as long as he puts on the hat given by this rabbit, he will never become smaller again.

Then you must wear it!

As for, irreversible? If it were the real world, this would definitely be irreversible. But this is a strange omen, and everything about the strange omen is both an illusion and a test, so Angel is not worried.

 “Okay, I want to wear a hat.” Angel nodded without hesitation.

Let's maintain our current body shape first, lest we really become a thumbnail, which would be tragic.

The white-haired little rabbit didn't hesitate. With a wave of his hand, there was a hat on Angel's head. As for the appearance, Angel touched it and determined that it was a teacup-style hat.

After putting on the tea cup hat, Angel tested it and circled it several times. Sure enough, the size was no longer shrinking.

Moreover, when they saw that Angel was no longer getting smaller, all the black crows that had been gathering around Angel flew away. It seems that he understands that today's feast is no longer possible.

The white-haired little rabbit on the side watched Angel spinning around, with a look of disgust on his face. He always felt that this human being was a little stupid?

Thinking about it carefully, it’s right. I don’t want to wait for the good human world, but I want to break into the teapot country. Isn’t this stupid?

However, although he thought Angel was stupid, the white-haired little rabbit didn't really feel disgusted in his heart. The main thing is that this human gives it a very familiar and familiar feeling, as if they have really seen it before, and there is a sense of closeness... However, it has completely forgotten where these feelings come from.

  After testing the effect of the hat, Angel returned to the white-haired rabbit with satisfaction.

 He is still full of doubts and needs answers from this little white-haired rabbit.

Although Angel didn't speak much before, he listened carefully to what the white-haired little rabbit said. From its words, Angel heard a familiar name: Teapot Country!

 Could this be the strange country recorded in "Louis' Hat": the Teapot Country?

Although he was a little surprised, Angel didn’t feel surprised after thinking about it for a moment.

 Because the mysterious thing "The Coronation of the Mad Hatter", in a sense, originated from "Lewis' Hat".

 And he used the Mad Hatter's coronation, and the omen simulated the Teapot Kingdom, which seemed normal.

 However, Angel was a little puzzled as to what was wrong with this omen?

　　Previously, Angel thought that the shrinking mechanism in the forest and the crow that treated him as meat were the puzzle of this abnormal omen. If you solve this mystery, you may be able to escape the strange omen.

 But now that he has solved the shrinking problem and the crow is gone, why hasn’t the exit of the omen appeared yet?

  Could it be said that this strange omen has nothing to do with the forest?

Angor was full of questions, but just when he was about to speak, the white-haired little rabbit suddenly asked: "I gave you a hat. In exchange, you have to answer me a question."

Angor: "What's the problem?"

"You may have learned from others that I am in the Black Tea Forest, but they definitely don't know my name. How did you know that my name is Cha Cha? Why do I feel familiar with you? Where have we met? "

When he heard what the white-haired little rabbit said, Angel was stunned for a moment...Is this guy really Chacha?

Angor was still doubting whether his memory was wrong before, but now he has revealed it, and he also clearly said that he "feels familiar with Angel", so there is no doubt that this is Rabbit Chacha.

Furthermore, the reason why spiritual awareness echoes with this place may also be because of Chacha. After all, Chacha, the rabbit in Huangnu Town, was created by him himself and is inseparable from him. It is normal for his spiritual sense to notice it.

 Just, what should he say about these things? You can't say that you are a mysterious creature created by me, and you forgot about me just because you were in a strange sign.

 Everything else is easy to explain, but the strange signs are difficult to explain.

Seeing that Angel remained silent for a long time, Rabbit Chacha seemed to understand something and snorted softly: "Forget it if you don't want to say it, this hat will be used as an advantage for you. Also, don't go through my mailbox again, there is no letter in it!"

After talking, Rabbit Chacha wanted to jump into the rabbit hole.

Angor quickly said: "Wait, can I consult you on something?"

Rabbi Rabbit Chacha: "You don't answer me anything, but you want me to answer you. Is this reasonable?"

Angor sighed: "I want to answer you too, but I don't know how to say it."

 Rabbit Chacha: “What do you mean?”

Angor thought for a while, then simply sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up a dead branch on the side, and drew a pattern on the ground.

The pattern shows a rabbit wearing a tuxedo and a felt hat. It has a proud face and is waving a carrot and cane in its hand.

"This is the Chacha I know. It is very similar to you...but it is no longer in the teapot country, but in the world where humans live. Therefore, when I first saw you, I mistook you."

Angor thought about it and decided to use the explanation of "admit his mistake" to explain it first.

Rabbi Chacha looked at the pattern on the soil and pondered 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 subconsciously wanted to say: What are you talking about? Talking in sleep?

 But before he could say anything, he saw Rabbit Chacha's serious expression. It really felt like they had met in a dream.

In this case, Angel thought for a moment and said, "Maybe?"

Rabbit Chacha tilted his head: "I think you may have something to hide, but... forget it, I've seen the shapes in the painting. Maybe we have actually met in a dream. And, I can feel that you There should be no ill will towards me, so if you want to hide it, just hide it, I won’t ask any questions.”

After speaking, Rabbit Chacha also followed Angel's example and sat on the ground.

"Since we met in the dream, I can answer your questions. However, it is limited to three questions. You have to think carefully about what you want to ask me for."

Angor thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

 (End of this chapter)