"In other words, it will take about two years for Kati to fall asleep before this process ends?" asked Loran Hill.

"Yes."

Si Ye sat in a chair, chin propped up by her hands, staring at the doll in Luo Lanxi's arms. Today, she wasn't holding the book like before.

"After working for hundreds of years, it's time to have a good rest." Chris said so and forced Si Ye not to read for a year.

"Oh, I see." Loran Hill turned around and looked at the small room. The walls were made of original rocks. It seemed that this place had just been dug out not long ago. There were bookshelves, some souvenirs, daily necessities, cabinets, and a big bed against the wall. The place where several people were sitting was on one side of the room, where there was a small table.

"Do you live here?" Loran Hill asked with a blink.

"Yes, is there something wrong? Do you think it's normal for witches to live in delicate girlish rooms, hehe." Chris put her hands together at her chin and said with her head tilted. This witch has always been as lively as a girl, and sometimes she likes to play little pranks.

"Not really," Loran Hill shook her head. It was just her first time seeing it, so she was a little surprised. She had only seen Trinasha and Lagertis's residences so far, so there wasn't much to refer to.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with thinking this way, but we've been living here for too long and are a bit bored, so we want to move to a new place, hehe." Chris smiled, covering her mouth with her hands.

"I've always lived in a very high observatory, I've lived in a forest before, and even lived in a candy house for a while, but this is my first time underground, but it's quite interesting."

"It's very quiet here. Without the usual noise of wind, birdsong, and students disturbing us, Si Ye said it's a perfect place to read and write."

"And it's very warm." Si Ye added softly. Now she seemed to talk more than before, and she was also a little more lively. She was no longer as taciturn as a doll.

"Okay, enough talking. Do you want to eat something?" Chris patted the thick wooden table.

"I recently discovered a simple and convenient way to make delicious food." Chris made a gesture, and then her body suddenly disappeared and reappeared, with a large plate in her hand, which was filled with sliced ​​meat and vegetables.

Looking at the things on the plate, Loran Hill vaguely guessed something. Sure enough, Chris took the two of them to a small stone table next to the lava pool, where a black iron plate was placed.

It must be teppanyaki, the girl thought.

Then Chris placed the meat slices and vegetables on the iron plate, and then a silver light flashed, and the ingredients sank into it and disappeared.

"Why?"

In the meantime, the ingredients appeared above the magma and fell down. Then a silver mirror appeared in the air below. After the ingredients entered, they fell from the sky again, like an infinite loop.

As they continue to fall in the high temperature, the ingredients are evenly roasted and emit bursts of fragrance.

Is this a perpetual motion machine? Loran Hill opened his eyes wide, watching the ingredients finally reappear on the slate table, followed by a shower of spices, emitting a delicious and tempting aroma.