Fu Yi felt like she had heard a joke.

But this joke is not funny at all.

I was caught here just to save myself? Nothing feels more funny than such words.

"Have you ever thought about it, kid?"

When the sweet food was over, the cat cook wiped the corners of his mouth, spread his claws on the table, and asked solemnly: "Thinking makes people wise, thinking makes people painful... But if you don't think, you will only become ignorant forever and become a monster without knowing it."

Fu Yi frowned: "Will you not think about it?"

"After thinking, you know you have become a monster, just like us."

The cat cook shook his head as if he was self-deprecating: "The more you think, the more you are, the more you are afraid, fear and our future, the arrival of the end of fear."

She said, "Fear of death..."

"What choice will you make before the destined destruction come? Survive at all costs, or give up all struggles and pray for the mercy of God? Or resist overestimating your own abilities?"

There seemed to be countless voices overlapping around the cat chef, and asked in a row: "Have you ever thought about the future, child? Your future... In this dark world, is there any light for your future? Will you die one day in the long run?"

“We thought.”

The Cat Cook said: "Then we came to the conclusion, and finally, we came here... Now, we come to greet you."

"It's that simple," she said.

Fu Yi shook her head: "To be honest, I didn't see any connection between your conclusion and the illusion in front of me."

"This is exactly the answer and result we have come up with."

The cat chef knocked on the table, and the blizzard outside the window suddenly stopped. Then, the sun shone brightly, and countless strange flowers and plants grew out of the fertile land.

Colorful phantoms flashed out of the window and inside the house, and curious eyes spiked inside from time to time.

It seems like a boy, a girl, an old man, or both are not.

Millions of cats squatted on the trees, on the ground, on the beams, on the tables, on chairs, and even beside Fu Yi, looking at outsiders carefully.

He whispered softly in kind, and the brave one stepped forward and rubbed her, wanting to play with her.

Fu Yi floated up in a panic, isolated the cats, turned around and looked at the cat chef: "These... are all hallucinations, right?"

"That's right."

All the cats said in unison: "What you see is the actions and achievements our race has taken to deal with the end of the world, a shelter in nothingness.

Since death cannot be stopped, we can postpone this day infinitely... Before this future destined to usher in extinction, we can be saved and sleep in an endless and prolonged long time.

And now, what we want to do is just share this peace with you.

Outsiders, stop loving the world outside that is destined to sink into destruction, why not stay here? Stay in this fantasy country that can satisfy all your desires?"

“…”

Fu Yi fell into silence.

Her instinct could feel the sincerity in their words, and she could also feel the fear of the end of the world inherited in her body and blood.

This world is about to be destroyed.

There is no doubt that this is the case.

If they did not hide themselves, then it would be a good intention to pull themselves into them... In this cruel world, where is there something more precious than happiness and peace before death?

After she was silent for a long time, she suddenly asked, "What if I refuse?"

A white cat said, "That means... you have never understood..."

The black cat said: "Maybe, you just didn't understand."

The cat tilted his head: "Is there anything wrong with it here?"

"We need to sleep outside..." said the gray cat: "We endure hunger and pain, but there is no sorrow or despair here..."

The Persian cat raised his pupils: "There is no difference between true and false."

“The end of the world will never come.”

The three-cat cat's cub passed by her and looked up at her: "We can all die in happiness and tranquility before destruction comes."

"You just have an obsession with the outside world."

The kind-hearted cat cook picked up the cub and put it in his arms: "Do you want to make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"Let's prove to you that there is no difference outside and in shelters."

The Cat Cook said: "There are everything here, no matter what kind of life you want to live and what you want to have, you can be satisfied.

We will prove this to you.”

"How to prove it?" Fu Yi frowned.

"Make a wish, kid."

All the cats said in unison: "We can satisfy your wishes, any wishes...you have three opportunities to ask us for what you want.

In what you know and have, if there is anything we cannot achieve or obtain, then the existence of this shelter is unnecessary for you.

You can't get the happiness and peace you want here, so you can take your friends away."

They paused, and then the cat cook said seriously: "But if you can't find a place that can't satisfy you, please stay here?

Let’s be friends together, we will definitely get along very happily.”

“…”

Fu Yi didn't say anything.

Don't know how to respond.

It is true that this is an illusion, but the illusion is too real, and even time seems to be able to accelerate, and any ideals and desires can be realized...

She did have a way to quit, but this would be equivalent to throwing Huai Shi here alone.

If she still wants to continue exploring this Witch Night, she must win this bet, otherwise the rest of her time would probably be left here to dream.

To be honest, she felt that there was nothing wrong with dreaming.

It also seems fun to be friends with a bunch of cats.

But indeed... she still thinks it is more interesting to take risks with Huai Shi.

Therefore, you have to win.

So, what are you who have it outside but cannot get it here?

Even if she was not clear about the details of the sublimator and hell, she knew that at this time, what she could never make was material requirements.

Matter is the most harsh, but in illusion, matter becomes the simplest thing.

Maybe, can you try to lie?

But is the other party really unable to know what he is thinking?

She thought for a long time and suddenly made her first wish.

"I want freedom."

All the cats stared at her silently, unmoved.

Only the cat cook like a grandmother looked at her pity, as if she had known what she was thinking, and asked softly: "Did you have that kind of thing when you were outside?"

Fu Yi was silent.

Have you ever had it?

She doesn't know.

Whether it is her father’s iron cradle or her mother’s control and planning for her life... how many things belong to Fu Yi?

She did not answer.

She never possessed such a luxury thing outside the dream of Witch Night.

After a long time, she lowered her head in depression and sighed deeply.

Then, a second wish was made.

"friend."

She looked up and asked, "No friends of mine here."

"Actually, your friend is here too." The Cat Cook said softly: "Do you want to meet him?"

"Um?"

Fu Yi laughed as if she had some understanding: "I thought you would say that you are my friends too."

"Friendship is mutual, isn't it?" said the cat cook warmly: "We do hope to be friends with you, but at this moment, it's hard for you to trust us from the bottom of your heart, right?"

Fu Yi breathed a sigh of strength.
To be continued...