The witches' basic tests had already been going on for over two hours.
It was obvious that they were working very seriously and carefully. Besides testing the basic effects of spellbooks, potions, talismans, and so on, they had also measured numerous fundamental constants—constants that hunters rarely bothered to calculate even in many official hunting competitions.
Zheng Qing guessed that this might have something to do with their plans to set up a magic array in this Mystic Realm. When constructing a magic array, even the slightest mistake could lead to a massive disaster. Changes in the world's fundamental constants were the most likely cause of such errors.
The black cat lay sprawled on a patch of grass, letting his thoughts wander aimlessly.
Though he looked rather lazy, the black cat took his duties seriously. Even while lying on the ground, he kept both ears pricked up, his whiskers brushing against the earth, constantly checking for the slightest unusual movement nearby.
As a reward for this vigilance, ten dead rabbits lay scattered not far behind the black cat.
"Come to think of it... why are there so many rabbits here?" As the black cat's thoughts drifted, they turned to those rabbits. He could not help speculating, "Did all the wolves in this Mystic Realm die out? Did rabbits become the strongest creatures here and multiply out of control?"
Zheng Qing did not know whether there were wolves in this area, but he vaguely remembered that this territory had once belonged to those weasel-like Xing Xing. When Fei Rui had fled, he had taken all his followers with him.
Perhaps these rabbits had originally been livestock raised by Fei Rui's followers as food. After their harvesters left, the rabbits lost their natural enemies and were ultimately able to reproduce in huge numbers.