"Did he go to the Phantom Beast Forest?" Angel asked in a low voice.

"I probably went to the Phantom Beast Forest." Doakes said next to him: "Have you finished reading it? After reading it, hand it to me. I want you to witness who is the king of talk."

Angel was too lazy to pay attention to Doakes, but handed the crowned parrot to Abre: "Its condition is quite stable. Let it rest first. We will talk about other things after it wakes up."

Abulei secretly glanced at Doakes, who had an ugly expression on his side, and nodded quickly: "Okay."

Angel also looked at Doakes at this time: "If you really want to fight, don't rush it. There are so many people now, if you lose..."

Doakes's eyes flashed coldly.

"Ahem, maybe the Crowned Parrot loses, it's a bit ugly. Let's fight again later when we have a chance."

Doakes snorted coldly and said nothing.

Angel is right. This kind of war of words is indeed unsightly. It is better to fight in private. Moreover, that bastard parrot knows a lot of things. If he suddenly reveals something that the current genius cannot listen to

material, that would be troublesome.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise." Angel said, "Since you're here too, let's go in and have a look together. The hidden room I made this time should be enough to accommodate you."

After Angel finished speaking, the door of the secret room seemed to have self-awareness, and a row of characters slowly appeared on the door:

"Welcome, I will prepare elaborate refreshments for you at the end. I hope you don't keep me waiting for too long~"

Looking at the characters on the door, Doakes slowly turned his head to look at Angel: "Door Spirit?"

Angel coughed: "No, no. You can understand it as an artificial intelligence that has a problem with its logical operations."

What Angel said was so mysterious that even Doakes couldn't understand it.

But I generally understand that this may just be a mechanism of the magic energy array.

"There shouldn't be any problems after we go in, right?" Old Porter asked with some worry. He had not forgotten the female spirit that Angel had argued with before.

Angel: "Of course there is no problem. I spent several hours checking the mechanism and I can confirm that no one will die in the normal process."

"What is a normal process? Is there any abnormal process?" Ms. Mello said quietly.

Angel: "The normal process is that you walk in and then go to the end. The abnormal process is that you destroy the door or destroy the wall and other impolite behaviors. These are not in compliance with the standards and will be punished."

"As for the punishment, I believe you don't want to experience it. So, just follow the normal procedures."

Old Porter: "But no one will die? Will there be injuries?"

Angel: "The body will not be hurt."

When Old Porter heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, but Doakes on the side added: "If it won't be hurt, just say it won't be hurt, but you have to add a prefix. It's not obvious that the body won't be hurt, it will be hurt."

Is it somewhere else, like the mind?”

Doakes' words made everyone feel relieved again, and they all looked at Angel.

Angel glanced at Doakes speechlessly before replying: "If you are not willing to bear anything, then you should go home and be a good baby and be cared for."

After Angel finished speaking, he leaned directly against the wall next to him: "Whether you can come in or not, I will close the door."

Doakes and Ms. Mello looked at each other, said nothing, and took the initiative to step into the door.

The other talented people hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Angel's ridicule to them before, and their inner self-esteem and pride, they still plucked up the courage to go in.
Chapter completed!