Fu Yi felt as though she had heard a joke.
But the joke was not at all funny.
She had been captured and brought here just to save herself? Nothing could feel more absurd than that.
"Have you ever pondered, child?"
After the sweet meal had ended, the Cat Chef Mother wiped the corner of her mouth. She spread her paws out solemnly on the table and asked, "Thinking makes one wise, but it also brings pain... However, without thought, one is doomed to ignorance forever, becoming a monster without even knowing."
Fu Yi frowned. "And thinking prevents that?"
"After thinking, you realize you've become a monster, just like us."
The Cat Chef Mother shook her head as if in self-mockery. "The more we think, the more we fear—fear for our Future, fear for the coming of the end."
She said, "Fear of death..."
