Bang bang bang bang!

The next morning, Wang Xiaole was sleeping soundly when a noisy knocking on the door outside woke him up.

The person knocking used almost enough force to flatten the door, urging whoever was inside to wake up.

This noise was more disturbing than any alarm clock.

Just before the third round of knocking could assault his eardrums, Wang Xiaole had already opened his eyes, raising his wrist to press against his head.

"Who is it? Why so noisy? Can't you let people sleep?" he exclaimed.

"Knocking is to prevent you from falling back asleep, kid, get up!" came the reply.

Recognizing the unique way of addressing him, Wang Xiaole immediately knew who was standing outside the door.

As he attempted to get out of bed and slowly open the door, he suddenly felt his leg being tripped.

Realizing the softness beside his leg, Wang Xiaole abruptly understood:

this door should not be opened!

Mewo White had been sleeping on the bed since entering the room with him last night;

in this situation, if Wang Xiaole were to open the door, and the bear walked in out of habit...

at that point, the tension in the scene would rival the drama of a successful elopement by an elderly man capturing a young woman!

Letting the bear stay longer was bound to cause trouble;

therefore, Wang Xiaole's first task at hand was to get the bear to leave immediately.

To achieve this, he employed the same attitude he used with the dormitory aunt to casually reply to Mewo White:

"Alright, Uncle, you can go. I'll get up from bed right away."

"Then hurry up! Don't forget your task for today, the ancient city ruins are waiting for you to explore, don't waste time in bed."

Hearing the bear's impatient tone, Wang Xiaole knew it wouldn't be long before the bear left.

But before the bear actually left, needing to relax the anxious feeling, Wang Xiaole proactively asked:

"Where's Mewo White? Uncle, do you have any intention of waking her up next?"

"Why wake her up? Unlike rough boys like you, my daughter is a young lady; how can she not sleep in for some beauty rest early in the morning?"

"Beauty rest... makes sense!"

Wang Xiaole's response was based on his observation of Mewo White's peaceful sleeping face with his head cocked to the side.

Then, the sound of the bear's footsteps receded into the distance.

When he was sure the bear was gone, Wang Xiaole gently untangled the twisted blanket, got dressed without disturbing Mewo White, and walked out;

In that moment, he used his power to set a layer of magical restriction outside the door.

Once the setup was complete, no one outside could enter the room, and vice versa.

Wang Xiaole's idea was:

When Mewo White woke up and tried to leave instinctively but found the door locked from the inside, she would naturally go through the window to the outside.

The advantage of this arrangement was to minimize as much as possible the chance of the palace staff seeing a princess of a foreign country walking out of a room of a different race.

The reason Wang Xiaole didn't want to wake Mewo White up was simple.

As agreed upon yesterday, today he was to follow the bear to the ancient city ruins within the country borders for a thorough exploration.

This agreement was made by him, with no intention of involving the innocent Meow White;

From start to finish, Wang Xiaole only planned to venture into the ruins alone...

Half an hour later, Wang Xiaole finished eating the local specialty "roasted twigs", filled his belly with this special breakfast, and then followed the polar bear out of the royal city.

On this trip, the polar bear did not bring anyone else, just embarked on a journey with the annoying human boy beside him.

The area where the ruins were located was not far from the royal city, and after walking for a few tens of minutes, they officially arrived.

In the vast desert, a massive pit large enough to be called a "sky pit" appeared in front of Wang Xiaole and the polar bear.

The "sky pit" was so large that it could swallow a large village;

The surface of the "sky pit" was not calm, with roaring noises that were deafening;

The reason was the large amount of yellow sand pouring down from its edges constantly, forming sandfalls as high as tens of yards.

Wang Xiaole kicked a small stone into the pit and listened intently for a long time, but could not hear the sound of the stone hitting the ground.

From this, he made a judgment:

Not to mention swallowing one or two people, if an entire knight brigade fell in, they would probably become a part of it.

Looking at the flowing sand, and then at the polar bear's stinky face, he bluntly expressed his opinion:

"Uncle, if you want me dead, just say it straight, no need to beat around the bush!"

Upon hearing this, the polar bear slightly confirmed the first half of what Wang Xiaole said and then explained innocently:

"Underneath this pit is connected to the ancient city ruins. Even if I want to go down, I have to pass through this pit."

Considering the polar bear's poor reputation, Wang Xiaole frowned at this moment, somewhat incredulously raising the corners of his mouth:

"You haven't been there yourself, how do you know these things?"

"Believe it or not, that's all I have to say. If you're worried that I'm setting a trap for you, feel free to stay here."

At that moment, Wang Xiaole stared at the polar bear's eyes for a while and deciphered a hint of conspiracy.

The reason Wang Xiaole asked was not fear of being trapped by the polar bear, but to roughly guess the other party's true intentions.

Once he was sure the other party had ill intentions, he didn't say much more, just raised his right hand and applied a magic seal to the polar bear.

Although the polar bear was a top-notch powerhouse on the entire continent in terms of strength, his resistance to magic was slightly lacking;

Not to mention that due to Freya's memories, Wang Xiaole's own magical proficiency was extremely high, so applying a certain magic on the other party was not difficult at all.

When the polar bear inquired about the magic, Wang Xiaole shrugged and replied nonchalantly:

"Once I meet with mishap over there, the magic in your body will take effect;

At that time, the word "murderer" will be permanently stamped on your left cheek, and an image of a small turtle will appear on your right cheek."

What a terrifying magical effect.

If certain dark magic masters were to stay here, they might sincerely feel inferior to Wang Xiaole's "cruelty"...

After finishing this task, Wang Xiaole took a step or two closer to the edge of the pit, positioning himself right above it. And then, at the brink, he plunged straight down with a single leap.

Not long after this figure descended, a petite shadow followed closely, arriving in front of Bai Xiong, the white bear.

As soon as the white bear caught sight of the shadow, his daughter, he knew: the second crucial figure had finally come to the scene, and the timing couldn't have been better.

Mewo White, upon awakening, couldn't find her "big brother" and thus, following his scent, had made her way from the palace all the way to this location.

"......"

Now, using silent language that her father could understand, she inquired about the person she cared for in her heart.

Naturally, the white bear had to answer his daughter's questions, unable to lie but perhaps withholding certain details.

Upon learning the incomplete truth, Mewo White immediately prepared to jump down from the edge of the pit; however, before she could truly do so, the white bear stopped her and gave her a talisman.

"Daddy won't stop you, but as a trade, you must wear this talisman properly."

At that moment, Mewo White didn't grasp the significance of the small trinket, so without much thought, she took it and securely fastened it around her neck, following --- leaping down from the edge of the pit!

The perspective shifts, and the time is a few minutes before Mewo White leapt down.

As Wang Xiaole leaped into the sandy passage, he immediately felt a tremendous force trying to envelop him, much like the sensation of cascading down a waterfall.

All he could see was darkness;

The yellow sand was coarser than flowing water, constantly grinding against the spaces around him.

The reason Wang Xiaole's body wasn't ravaged by the sand was mainly due to the magical shield he had cast around himself.

The shield's purpose was to absorb damage in place of its owner;

When about half of the magic forming the shield was consumed, Wang Xiaole suddenly felt the oppressive force around him decrease;

The tightly compacted yellow sand instantly loosened.

Simultaneously, he felt his falling speed, similar to an unleashed wild horse, accelerating by more than double.

Soon, he realized:

He had passed through the sandy passage and quickly urged his feet to speed up, charging forward before plummeting down.

The "Sky Pit" was extremely deep, feeling like it had a height of hundreds of feet;

It took quite a while before Wang Xiaole landed on the ground at the bottom of the "Sky Pit."

To call it the ground wasn't entirely accurate.

The area Wang Xiaole stood on felt like a massive "colander," with some parts being solid rocky ground and others gaping voids.

Endless sand cascaded into this area from all sides, trickling down through various circular voids and crevices on the bottom surface, penetrating even further below.

These circular voids, with some as small as well openings and others large enough to swallow houses, were numerous, densely covering Wang Xiaole's entire field of vision.

It was due to these cavities that the yellow sand could seep through, preventing accumulation at the bottom of the "Sky Pit."

He turned around and found yellow sand all around him, expanding outward with the buzzing sound of falling sand above his head;

The scorching sun blazed in the sky, and yellow dust was flying all around;

This made the bottom of the sand pit not bright at all, but rather dark.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The sand flowed down like water, moving continuously through countless cavities.

These cavities formed a complex network of tunnels interwoven in Wang Xiaole's surrounding hundred-meter-wide stratums, leading to the ancient city ruins.

Wang Xiaole walked in a world of yellow sand.

Before he had gone far, he heard the familiar sound of breaking wind above his head, very similar to the sound he made when jumping down.

Thump!

Mewo White landed smoothly, raising his hands above his head in a "landing" victory pose upon hitting the ground.

The expression on Wang Xiaole's face when he saw Mewo White appear before him was beyond words, filled with excitement.