Though the inventions had their flaws, they were honest with the sprites.

For instance, the small flying car, while not entirely safe, was exhilaratingly fast.

And despite the numerous falls by Chidian had experienced during its initial attempts at driving, it had only enhanced its thrillseeking spirit.

By Chidian dialed 110, anxiously awaiting a connection.

Esteemed Sprite citizen, welcome to 110.

You have reached the law enforcement security team of the dark divine kingdom Sprite City.

I am the operator, little Sprite Dong Yao Yao.

How may I assist you? The sweet voice of the sprite resonated through the call.

Hello, I am Bidian.

I wish to report that my neighbor by Erdo is behaving suspiciously.

No, rather, it is an entity masquerading as my neighbor by Erdo.

As soon as Bachi finished speaking, it noticed a shadow pressed against its window.

Startled, it instinctively let out a cry.

Even the divine language escaped it in fright.

To its dismay, it discovered that its neighbor, the Bai Erdo, had somehow approached, now peering in through the glass, staring intently at it.

Did White ear hear its own words? Did see itself calling for help? Would it harm or consume it and take its place? Bachchi Dian admitted that many thoughts crossed its mind at that moment.

The unexpected cry from Bai caught the attention of the security team.

The operator inquired, "Are you in danger? Please remain calm and provide your address.

Is it inconvenient?" Upon investigation, it was discovered that White Ear resided at number 22 18th Street, Eastern District, Second Ferry City, originally from First Fy City.

Beep beep beep.

The phone line went dead.

The psychic signal was jammed and communication ceased amidst the crackling chaos of the lightning net by Chiian s house was obliterated and white ears squeezed through the shattered window.

Apologies your door was rather stubborn and troublesome to open.

It said was it troublesome? That was my window thought.

Hello neighbor.

I am white ear greeted warmly.

Bchien stood frozen nodding stiffly while forcing a strange smile.

Greetings, White Ear.

It's delightful to have you drop by.

In its nervousness, Bachi Dian s words tumbled out in disarray.

I'm hungry.

Could you help me find something to eat? White ear inquired to by Chi DNS ears.

It was undoubtedly an inquiry.

I'm hungry.

May I consume you? It smiled Riley, shaking its head vigorously.

Little sprites are not dectable.

I will find you other food.

I haven't intended to say it had plenty of delicious options and urged it not to eat it.

However, by Chiian faltered, for its home was devoid of provisions.

The food in the chain was merely raw ingredients meant for the store.

It rarely stocked ready to eat meals.

Having only some plain cakes in its space, devoid of instant food.

Yet, those plain cakes were merely raw material for packaging, stonew wheat cakes.

If the cakes were sliced thin and pressed, they could become containers for fried potatoes.

With improved living conditions, little sprites no longer favored cakes, let alone the stone wheat rich plain cakes.

Yet, it possessed only such cakes.

It retrieved a cake from the chain, the most basic kind, high in stone wheat and low in wheat content meant for packaging.

Anxiously, it offered it.

The stone wheat cake was hard.

Now, the cake was both cold and hard.

Surprisingly, White Ear was elated, happily accepting the plain cake.

It devoured it with great relish, its mouth gnawing on the cake as if it were a soft flatbread, effortlessly.

After a bite, its eyes widened as if it had tasted something extraordinarily delightful.

Bachi, observing its sharp, pointed teeth, and the excitement with which it consumed the food, realized its suspicions were confirmed.

This was truly not white ear.

The genuine white ear would never relish unseasoned stone wheat cakes so fervently.

After a considerable while of eating, it seemed to remember its disguise.

Thanking by Chiian and saying, "Thank you, neighbor.

You're welcome.

I must be off at work now.

" By Chiian replied stiffly.

It was eager to depart this unsettling encounter.

I have no desire to remain in the same space as this false spirit as it evokes a profound sense of unease within me.

Wait a moment.

Chapter 154.

You are under arrest by Chidian turned back.

A considerable number of pancakes had vanished from the ground.

Yet by Erdwa continued to indulge in its feast.

Is something the matter? Biian<unk>s voice trembled slightly.

Soon Biji became acutely aware of this quiver.

It endeavored to maintain composure, calming its mind to suppress the fear threatening to surface.

This false spirit was masquerading as by Erdo.

It could not afford to reveal any abnormalities, lest it expose the ruse.

Dear neighbor, by Erd was said, "These treats are delectable, yet I still feel quite famished.

" It shook the pancake in its hand.

Despite having consumed numerous pancakes, its form had not expanded.

With eager eyes fixed upon Bidian, it licked its lips, exuding an insatiable hunger.

Biden trembled uncontrollably, unable to reign in its terror.

Did this creature intend to devour it? Oh dear.

Farewell.

Bow bow farewell.

Quiqu.

I shall never see you again.

By drew ever closer, its smile widening, its mouth gaping open.

Amidst the fear, a translucent blue protective barrier emanated from Bidians body, repelling the encroaching by Erdoa.

Terrified, Bidian curled into a ball, feeling an intense heat coursing through its veins.

with a singular thought echoing in its mind.

It did not wish to be consumed.

By you.

The sound of a bullet being fired echoed as a magical projectile transformed into a spiritual net ins snaring by Erda.

Realizing it had been bound, Berda struggled, unleashing innate spells that conjured bolts of lightning, crackling fiercely.

The spells struck with the same intensity as when they shattered by Chian's glass window to enter the room.

The threads of spiritual energy in the net became slender and fragile under the assault.

Then came the second spiritual net, the third, the fourth.

Wrapping by, Erd was snuggly like a ball.

It recognized that these suddenly appearing little spirits adorned with blue hats were attempting to curtail its freedom.

Why? Why must they bully one of their own? Had its disguise not been convincing enough? It was indeed a spirit, a replica of Berdo.

Why do you attack me? It cried out.

We are all the same kin.

I am by Erdo.