"Speaking of gratitude, your eyes sure lit up! You claim not to understand human speech, but I bet human language is a level above dog language, isn’t it?"
"Wang Wang?" The Dalmatian immediately dimmed its bright eyes, reverting to an innocent and pitiful look.
"You sly dog."
Angel playfully scolded while rubbing the Dalmatian’s head. To him, it seemed perfectly normal, but Wang Wang, watching from the side, was utterly astonished.
The Dalmatian is... a respectable one.
How could it allow its head to be patted so casually?
If the Observer and others were here, they would likely have a similar expression to Wang Wang.
The Dalmatian’s reaction also rendered Wang Wang silent. The Dalmatian had no sense of dignity as a powerful being, but instead leaned into Angel’s hand, and was soon cradled in Angel’s arms, amidst his laughter.
The Dalmatian contentedly found a comfortable spot in Angel’s embrace. Unfazed, Angel continued to pet someone else’s dog, chatting away to himself, "The mystery game is over, we’ve found the tool dog to leave, so the escape route..."
The Dalmatian seemed to understand Angel’s words and prepared to open its big mouth to swallow Angel whole.
However, Angel quickly said, "Hold on, I’m not ready to leave yet."
Given Angel’s understanding of the Dalmatian, the escape route probably involved being swallowed once more.
If it were in the belly of another creature, Angel would be eager to leave, but since it’s in the Dalmatian’s stomach, and the Dalmatian’s avatar was in his embrace, he felt no need to depart immediately.
He still had some matters to address.
As Angel pondered this, he looked down at the floor.
The entire room was enveloped in darkness, except for the floor, which was completely transparent. It resembled a transparent light screen, allowing a clear view of the movements within a pure white chamber below.
Undoubtedly, the real size of the pure white chamber was much larger than this cramped black room. Yet from the transparent floor, the pure white chamber seemed like a miniaturized house, and the people inside appeared like miniature dolls.
Their every movement was visible in detail.
Angel could clearly see in the center of the pure white chamber, a golden, mesh-like fruit floating in the air. This must be the Mysterious Fruit.
About twenty or thirty meters near the fruit were Gluz Deward’s avatar and Polo Ye.
Polo Ye looked rather miserable. Originally with eight tentacles, it now had seven. The fate of the missing one was evident from the crimson stain on the floor.
Gluz Deward seemed unaffected, except for his furrowed brow, as he resisted the attraction and contemplated ways to escape, appearing somewhat agitated.
If this situation continued, it wouldn’t be long before the two became exhausted and empty. That’s when it would be Wang Wang’s turn to make an appearance.
Angel merely glanced at the two without lingering. His purpose for staying wasn’t for them.
It was for the Observer.
After all, the Observer had helped Angel before, and being swallowed by the Dalmatian this time was purely collateral damage. So, if possible, Angel hoped to release the Observer.
After searching around the center, Angel finally found the Observer, looking bitter but in much better shape than Gluz Deward and Polo Ye, in a corner of the edge.
"He was kicked to the edge at the beginning, where the traction and attraction are weaker." Perhaps noticing Angel focusing on the Observer, Wang Wang explained, "Earlier, he even walked around the four walls of the chamber, seemingly searching for an exit. It looks like he’s given up now."
Angel: "Do you know who he is?"
Wang Wang shook his head.
Angel briefly explained the Observer’s identity and made it clear that the Observer had little connection with Gluz Deward or Polo Ye.
Wang Wang pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you plan to let him out, sir?"
Angel initially intended to nod, letting the Observer leave was his goal. However, looking at Wang Wang’s bewildered eyes—Wang Wang’s eyes were usually hard to see, but ever since becoming "Golden Wang Wang," they were very noticeable—Angel suddenly had another idea.
"The Observer doesn’t have much to do with Phantom Spirit City, so he can indeed be released," Angel said, then suddenly changed the subject, "But simply releasing him is also a loss for you."
A loss for me? Wang Wang looked confused, its already perplexed eyes now filled with doubt.
"Before discussing the Observer, what’s your plan for those two?" Angel asked while petting the dog, gesturing toward Gluz Deward and Polo Ye with his finger.
Wang Wang asked somewhat skeptically, "Didn’t I mention it before?"
"You mean just wearing them out, draining their vigor, then interrogating them?" Angel replied.
Wang Wang nodded.
Angel: "I’m not sure if Polo Ye would talk, but Gluz Deward, a giant in his field, even as an avatar, after wearing down his willpower, you’d still find it hard to get anything out of him."
Back in the Void, Angel thought of criticizing this plan, but as he was more concerned with the golden blood and the Dalmatian, he held back. Now, he finally had the chance to speak his mind.
"Moreover, even if you do get information about your kin, do you have a rescue plan? Just a prisoner exchange? Aren’t you afraid of getting yourself captured instead?"
"Or are you planning to trouble your respected one again?" Angel remarked while petting the Dalmatian again, enjoying the soft fur of the puppy.
Wang Wang: "Plans can be made later, taking one step at a time; the people are already in our hands, after all."
"I’m just worried you won’t come up with a good plan." Angel: "Not to discourage you, but you lack knowledge about humans, wizards, and the Origin World. You are intelligent, but you lack vision and scope."
"And to formulate a comprehensive plan, especially one related to Phantom Spirit City, if you lack vision and scope, how will you accomplish it?"
If Wang Wang were the Dalmatian, it would be simpler, relying on brute force to save people. But Wang Wang’s strength is pitiful; besides its ability to run away, its combat power can’t even compare to an Official Wizard, so to rescue someone without the Dalmatian’s help, it can only rely on a flawless plan and intelligence.
"How should I seize victory with intelligence?" Although Wang Wang felt discouraged by Angel’s words, it understood that Angel spoke the truth.
Being halfway along the path, Wang Wang thought exchanging prisoners could retrieve its companions, but reality is harsh; without strength, it couldn’t even barter for prisoners, and it might end up a captive itself.
Its respected one had already helped it once, and it felt embarrassed to seek help again.