(PS: New author, didn't know how to write in the early stages, currently working hard to improve, please bear with me.)
(PS: For the early chapters, please don't take it too seriously...
The wardrobe door was still open, and the werewolf inside had disappeared. Guangyou didn't care and walked to the huge pot to examine it.
The bottom of the pot has a very obvious charred ring, and the main body feels cool to the touch, with a good texture.
The pot was even taller than Guangyou, so you'd need some tools to see inside.
He set his sights on the table in the room, intending to drag it over, but a casual glance led him to the small ladder leaning against the fireplace.
"I was just saying what tools we should have."
Guangyou took the ladder, clipped it to the side of the pot, and climbed up. When he saw what was inside the pot, he was somewhat surprised, but it was also within his expectations.
The huge pot contained an unknown red liquid, and Guangyou, standing next to the pot, could feel streams of heat constantly gushing out of it.
It wasn't just liquid; there also seemed to be some herbs and the animals we'd seen earlier floating in it.
"It doesn't seem like anything."
Standing on the ladder, Guangyou pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and muttered to himself, "Did I guess wrong?"
He still suspected that there was something unusual about the pot, but it didn't seem to have any problems.
"Do I have to move this pot?"
He dismissed the idea as soon as it popped into his head. If it were really going to be moved, who would have thought of it? Besides, there were no signs of it being moved on the ground.
Ai walked over to Kousuke, reached out and touched the line of words on the pot, and after thinking for a moment, came up with a very bold idea.
"Perhaps it's inside the pot?"