In silence, the Cat Chef Mother quietly observed the teenage girl before her. After a long, long time, she removed her round-framed glasses, seemingly out of helplessness.
"Have you really thought this through, child?" she said. "The so-called gamble is merely to let you realize and understand that there is no difference between here and the outside world. Amidst the Disasters out there, is there really something you yearn for so much?"
"Yes." Fu Yi nodded resolutely.
The Cat Chef Mother asked again, "Even if you risk the chance of staying here forever, are you still willing to pay any price to leave?"
"Yes." The teenage girl nodded again.
"It's truly saddening. Your demeanor reminds me of many of our companions and clan members." The elderly cat grandmother sighed, caressing the Little Cat in her hands, "They were all like you, not hesitating to sever ties with us, just to rush toward Hell... to seek death. It's incredible. Life is precious; it shouldn't be like this."
