"Where is this...?"
After a brief spell of dizziness, Jiang Han realized that she and the other three witches had entered a bizarre place.
All around them stretched a boundless, blank void. The place they stood on was a patch of grass barely twenty square meters wide. Beside it was a hemispherical hut, while in front of them was a campfire pit dug nearly half a meter into the ground, warm flames burning within. Dimly glowing lanterns had been planted along the edges of the grassy patch.
"..."
A burst of static crackled through Jiang Han's ears. After a while, a voice with somewhat degraded sound quality came through her headphones. It was Miss Lin Qiang's voice:
"How marvelous. You suddenly teleported from one coordinate system into another, yet after the garbling, it showed that you had gone to the same coordinates in a different dimension. And the transfer you experienced was extremely crude, extremely... Ha. Though it's technology from a higher level, it really is extraordinarily crude."
"Cough, cough."
She coughed twice.
"But fortunately, your doll bodies have been preserved for now, so there's no need to worry about compensation."
"..."
"Then who saved us?"
Chen Ligu pushed herself up from the ground.
A Nightmare Cat Lamp's voice came from the void:
"Meow-ow!"
Of course cats saved you!
Jiang Han understood the words, but her expression turned strange as she wondered whether she ought to translate them.
However...
"Cat Lamps? Cat Lamps saved us?"
Chen Ligu understood Cat Lamp language.
It had to be said that as long as witches wanted to learn and had the materials at hand, they could master most languages. After studying for some time, Chen Ligu had already grasped beginner-level Cat Lamp language.
"Meow-ow! Exactly!"
A pool of black substance flowed out from the