"I thought you had a good solution." Princess Romanti rolled her eyes angrily, "Heh, Angie Prairie, how can you ensure that that guy's stomach must be very fragile? Moreover, if you're swallowed by it, aren't you afraid that it'll directly digest you? In any case, I don't agree with this method. This is too dangerous. Instead of taking this risk, why don't we give up on this teleportation door and find the next one?"
"But who knows how long it will take to find the next intact teleportation door? What if there's no more?" Angie Prairie retorted.
"Then let's wait obediently," Princess Romanti said bluntly. "Carola said that the rescue she informed should not take long to arrive. If there's really no other way, we can wait for the next teleportation door to open before thinking of a way to return. In any case, with that underground base, we should be able to last. It's only a year at most. I can afford to wait."
