Reluctantly, he shut up, but he couldn't resist Luca, and after pressing the paw prints, he shook them vigorously for a long time, making Luca and Dolan's clothes full of ink spots.

"What the hell are you doing here?" asked Dolan.

"Don't worry, it's not a deed of sale. Lukka didn't explain much, but pushed him behind the seat, "Hurry up and tie it up, I'm going to go." ”

Dolan returned to his place with a puzzled expression, closing his mouth and clutching Luca's clothes.

With the same roar as ever, the excavator got to work again.

About half an hour later, with the familiar "click", the excavator stopped again.

"Why don't you move?" Dolan asked the same thing a third time, but he didn't realize it.

"Because it's stuck again. Luca said.

"Why did you stutter all of a sudden?" asked with his mouth shut and tilting his head.

"If I had made a few more spins, I would have stuttered even more. Lukka sighed, turned back to Dolan and said, "Use the vines to pull the sweet potatoes out." ”

"How can you be sure it's a sweet potato? Oops, break one of my vine tips!" said Dolan.

After he pulled the sweet potato out, Lukka also took out the sweet potato from his pocket. The two soiled rhizomes looked exactly the same, not even the scars, potholes, and roots on the surface.

"It doesn't make sense! There can't be two identical leaves in the world, and there won't be two identical sweet potatoes!" said Dolan in surprise.

"Because these weren't two sweet potatoes in the first place. Lukka took both sweet potatoes in his hands, but as soon as the two soil-covered rhizomes touched, they made a "poof" sound, and then in the eyes of the three of them, the sweet potato in his left hand suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"Alas, it's a pity," he shook his head regretfully, "I thought I could have unlimited rations, but I didn't expect that once there was physical contact, one of them would be annihilated." ”

"What the hell is going on?" shut up and shouted at maximum volume.

"Don't worry, you can look at this again. Lukka said as he put the sweet potato back in his pocket, and pulled out the note that Dolan had signed and closed his paw and placed on the back of his seat.

"This ...... Is it really my handwriting?" Dolan's eyes widened.

Shut up and raised his right paw to look at it for a long time, then lowered his head and carefully checked the paw prints on the note, puzzled and didn't know what to say.

"And that's not all," Lukka said, pulling out his pocket watch and opening the lid to place it next to the note, "Three fifty-four, the same time." And this, the last magic crystal nucleus, 92% of the remaining energy, check for yourself. ”

"I don't remember writing this note. Dolan looked at the numbers on the crystal nucleus panel and muttered.

"Of course you won't remember that for you now, none of these things happened. Luca said.

"What do you mean? Is my mind controlled by that magical energy?" asked Dolan.

"Impossible! You're a piece of wood, how can you control it?" he said.

"No, it's not a psychic spell effect. Lukka continued, "If I'm right, we're now, oh no, I'm stuck in a time loop. ”

"You mean, the kind of situation of being trapped in the same day?" asked Shut Up.

"It's not a day, I'm stuck in a thirty-minute time loop right now. Luca said.

"Are you sure?" Dolan still couldn't believe it.

"Pretty sure, you see," Lukka said, pulling out the sweet potato again, "every thirty minutes, the excavator will stop in the crevices of this thing, and you're going to dig it out with vines. Thirty minutes later, the excavator will be back to this point in time, and the two of you have no memory of what happened just now, it is the first time you have experienced it. ”

"I still think it's like the effect of mental magic," Dolan didn't seem to be able to understand the "time loop" situation, "How do you know that I didn't forget about it by casting a spell?"

"Even if your memory is not reliable, the ink spots on your clothes that were thrown by the silence will not disappear. Luca said.

After digging sweet potatoes last time, he shut up and pressed the paw prints on the slip of paper, throwing the ink off the two of them, but now, only Luca's clothes still had those flying black marks, and Dolan's coat had no traces except for some dirt in the passages.

"You don't think that so many splashes of ink can be thrown at me, and you don't get any touches, do you?" asked Luca.

"It's still hard to imagine, why don't you let the excavator run it a little longer, maybe I'll remember what happened this time?" Dolan suggested.

Lukka nodded: "It's okay, but you write down what I just said about yourself on the back of this piece of paper, and I should be able to convince you a little more easily in the next cycle." ”

"Okay. Dolan picked up the pen and, under the note, wrote down everything Lukka had said with his own understanding.

"It's quite rhyming. Lukka said, looking at it from the beginning.

"Of course, don't forget what I do. Dolan said smugly.

Shut up and urge loudly: "Stop talking, open quickly!"

Lukka flipped the handle and started the excavator for the third time.

This time, he paid special attention to the situation of the other two passengers, and quickly concluded that the half-hour time loop, the knot, was within a few minutes after digging the sweet potato, because when the pocket watch pointed to four o'clock, the expression on Shut Up and Dolan's face changed significantly, no longer full of doubt, but an anxious and slightly expectant look after the first time he started digging.

A sense of loneliness that had never been felt before suddenly struck, and it seemed that everyone else was outside of this cycle, only Luca himself remembered the sweet potato that appeared every half hour, the pocket watch that cycled back and forth between half past three and four, and the crystal nucleus energy that gradually dropped from 92% to 88% and immediately flashed back to 99%.

He felt like a groundhog that no one could see, digging in vain, throwing the dirt behind him, but always in a passage connected from end to end, constantly turning in circles, never seeing the end.

The fourth time he dug up the same sweet potato, Lukka explained it again from the beginning.

Then there was the fifth time, which made no difference, and many times that he had lost count.

The only difference each time was that the ink dots on him became denser and denser, and Dolan wrote more and more on the piece of paper, until Lukka had to pull out several more pieces of paper.

"That's enough! I'll never be able to leave this cycle if I keep explaining it like this!" Lukka finally decided not to say more, and instead raised his staff.