Apocalyptic Forecast

Fu Yi felt that she had heard a joke.

But this joke is not funny at all.

I was caught here, just to save myself? There is nothing more funny than that.

"Have you ever thought about it, kid?"

After the sweet meal ended, the cat chef wiped the corners of her mouth and spread her claws flat on the table. She solemnly asked, "Thinking makes people wise, thinking makes people painful ... But if you don't think about it, then Can only fall into ignorance forever and become a monster without knowing it. "

Fu Yi frowned: "Is it possible to think?"

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

The cat cook seemed to shake her head self-deprecatingly: "The more you think, the more you are afraid. Fear and our future, the arrival of the end of fear."

She said, "Fear of death ..."

"What kind of choices will you make before the doomed destruction arrives? Survive and survive at all costs, or give up all the struggling to pray for God's mercy? Or will you rebel involuntarily?"

It seems like there are countless voices overlapping the cat chef girl, turning back and asking: "Have you ever thought about the future, kid? Your future ... In this dark world, does your future have a bright future?" Will you be dying someday after a long time? "

"We thought about it."

Maid Cat Chef said: "Then we came to the conclusion that in the end, we came here ... now, we come to greet you."

She said: "It's that simple."

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

"This is exactly the solution and result we have thought out."

The cat chef knocked on the table, so the snowstorm outside the window suddenly stopped, and then, the sun was shining, and countless exotic flowers and weeds grew out of the fertile land.

Phantoms of colorful lights flashed out of the window and inside the house, and from time to time curious eyes peeped into it.

It seems to be a teenager, it seems to be a girl, it seems to be an old man, or it is all wrong.

Tens of thousands of cats squatted on trees, on the ground, on the beams, on the tables, on the chairs, and even next to Fu Yi. They probed their brains and carefully examined the outsiders.

Whispered kindly, and boldly stepped forward to rub her, wanting to play with her.

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

"Yes."

All the cats said in unison: "What you see is the actions and achievements made by our people in response to the end, the refuge in nothingness.

Since death cannot be prevented, we can postpone this day indefinitely ... Before this future, which is destined for extinction, we can be saved and sleep in the endless long time.

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

Outsiders, stop nostalgia for the world destined to sink into destruction, why not stay here? Stay in this fantasy town that can satisfy all your desires? "

"......"

Fu Yi fell silent.

Her instinct can feel the sincerity in their words, and she can also feel the fear of the end that is inherited in the blood of the body.

This world is going to be destroyed.

Is undoubtedly like this.

If they did not conceal themselves, then it is indeed a kind of self-assertion to pull the two of them ... In this cruel world, where is more precious than happiness and serenity before death?

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

A white cat said, "Then it means ... you never realized ..."

The black cat said, "Perhaps, you just don't understand."

Hua Mao tilted her head: "Is there anything wrong here?"

"We need meal style to sleep outside ..." Gray Cat said: "Endure hunger and pain, but there is no sorrow and despair here ..."

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

"The end will never come."

The pup of Sanhua cat passed by her and looked up at her. "Before the destruction comes, we can all die in happiness and tranquility."

"You just have obsession with the outside world."

The grandmother-like cat kitchen lady picked up the cub and put it in her arms: "Would you like to bet?"

"What bet?"

"Let us prove to you that there is no difference between the outside and the shelter."

The cat chef said: "The things here are everything, 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?" Fu Yi frowned.

"Make a wish, boy."

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

If you have anything that we cannot realize and cannot obtain from what you know and possess, then the existence of this shelter is unnecessary for you.

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

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

Let everyone be friends together, we will be very happy to get along. "

"......"

Fu Yi did not speak.

I don't know how to respond.

Admittedly, this is an illusion, but the illusion is too real, and even time seems to be able to accelerate, can realize any ideal and desire ...

There is indeed a wrong way to quit, but this way is equivalent to throwing Huai Shi alone here.

If she still wants to continue exploring in this witch night, then she must win this game, otherwise she may only stay here dreaming.

To tell the truth, she thinks there is nothing wrong with dreaming.

It seems interesting to be friends with a group of cats.

But sure enough ... she still finds it more interesting to take an adventure with Huai Shi.

Therefore, it is necessary to win.

So, what is there outside that I cannot get here?

Even if it is no longer clear about the details of the sublimator and hell, she also knows that what she can't make at this time is the material requirements.

Matter is the most demanding, but in illusion, matter has become the simplest thing.

Maybe, you can try to lie?

But the other party really has no way to know what they are thinking?

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

"I want freedom."

All the cats stared at her silently, unmoved.

The grandmother-like cat chef looked at her with pity, as if she already knew what she was thinking, and asked softly, "What kind of things did you have when you were outside?"

Fu Yi is silent.

Ever?

she does not know.

Whether it is the father's steel cradle, or the mother's control and planning of her life ... in the middle, how much is Fu Yi's thing?

She did not answer.

Such a luxurious thing, she had never owned it outside the dream of Witch Night.

For a long time, she lowered her head in frustration and sighed deeply.

Then, a second wish was made.

"Friend."

She looked up and asked, "There are no friends of mine here."

"Actually, your friend is here too." Cat Chef Niang said softly: "Do you want to see him?"

"Ok?"

Fu Yi seemed to laugh with understanding: "I thought you would say that you are also my friends."

"Friendship is mutual, isn't it?" Cat Chef Niang said warmly: "We really hope to be friends with you, but at this moment you may be hard to trust us in your heart?"

Fu Yi took a breath.

Heart fell a big stone.

Huai Shi is still here, at least he didn't go anywhere or was abducted by ghosts.

In fact, Fu Yi suspected that as long as the group of cats acted as her, and induced her a little, Huai Shi jumped into the trap by her own bones.

"State in advance that this is not my last wish--" Fu Yi raised his hand and asked, "Can I see him?"

"of course."

The cat chef nodded, and immediately showed a somewhat embarrassed look: "However, he seems to be busy. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you for a while ... I'm not deceiving, you will know by looking at it."

She waved her hand and pushed open the window.

There was no snowstorm coming out of the window, and the cats in the trees and the grass disappeared silently, replaced by a familiar scene of icy snow and snow.

Deep potholes, three huge wolf beasts are fighting hard, and they have reached the most dangerous juncture.

Growling sounds one after another.

"Yes 7!"

"Yes 9!"

"Sorry!"

"Explode!"

"My king is fried!"

As he slammed his iron hand on the ground, Huai Shi jumped from the ground and laughed proudly: "I won again!"

"Grass, what luck!"

"Are you a god!"

The other two beasts with tinfoil sticking on their faces looked at Huai Shi suspiciously, but they couldn't catch him.

"If you don't catch it, you won't be counted."

Huai Shi whistled, rubbed a long strip of foil again, took a sip, and slammed it to the faces of two wolf beasts. He sighed, "You are still tender!"

Huai Shi's card skills can only be said to be average.

But he could n’t stand before. After training, he had nothing to do. He often played poker with crows in the basement. For so long, he has n’t made much progress in his skill fart, but his experience and skills have been slipping every day.

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"Go on, it's one game short!"

Huai Shi took the lead in shuffling the cards: "Can't talk, it doesn't matter, if I win this one, you have to let me and my brother go."

"Quick wash quick wash ..."

"A dozen more fights, aren't you too busy anyway?"

The two brothers shuffled their cards, and some people suggested: "Well, are you going to have a supper? Are you hungry? We have small crispy meat and edamame here. Let's drink ...

……

In the silence, Fu Yi stared dumbfounded at the scene outside the window, unbelievable.

I really have you, Huaishi! The old lady tried her best to save you, why did you reach a consensus with criminals so quickly?

The cat chef smiled and looked at the scene outside the window, looking back at Fu Yi: "Perhaps you can wait for a while to see them use the landlord to win ..."

"Excuse me." Fu Yi sighed in frustration: "Is it too much to lose by relying on the landlord to win?"

The cat lady smiled, closed the window, and asked solemnly.

"So, did you think about your last wish?"

Fu Yi nodded.

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