I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 983 Beautiful World
Although he was a little disappointed, he was also content. At least Huahua allowed him to glimpse the beauty of the human world.

This is already a very lucky thing for him...

He kept falling asleep and waking up, falling asleep and waking up, imagining that he had become Huahua's classmate, playing and attending classes with Huahua in school, and doing all kinds of interesting things with Huahua.

The world outside is so beautiful. You can feel the warm sunshine during the day and see the starry sky at night. Huahua said that it is very difficult to see the stars now, but in his dreams, everything is still there.

He was looking forward to Huahua's return, but Huahua never came. He waited for a long time, but could only fall into a deep sleep, floating in that fictional world.

In his imagination, the world became more and more beautiful, and Huahua was always by his side, accompanying him and saying "hello" to him.

"Hello."

"Hello."

The two of them smiled at each other. Just hearing each other's "hello" was the happiest thing.

But dreams are just dreams after all. Once you wake up, everything is dark again.

There is no sunshine, no stars, no flowers, and no "hello".

After an unknown amount of time, he was removed from the petri dish and thrown into the white universe, which was much more spacious and lonely than the petri dish.

He understood that he was going to pay the price.

This is also the mission he was trained for.

Unlike other "companions", he has witnessed the beauty of the human world, and that is enough. He is also very content, at least he has had such a happy experience.

"Let me continue to exist as a price..."

There are many experimental subjects like him here. The "cost" created by humans is too high, and it is not even his turn to sacrifice himself.

Thus, he survived for a long time in this white universe, continuing to cycle between half asleep and half awake, and finally waited for the moment of "dedication".

Someone connected him through the backpack...

In just a moment, he touched the real human world through the backpack.

But before he could see clearly what was happening, he suddenly felt a sharp pain.

He quickly covered his chest, feeling the pain, and then realized that this time, what was needed for his "sacrifice" was his heart...

"it hurts."

Although it was painful, he still cheered himself up and wanted to see the real human world.

And all he saw was a face.

"Flower."

It turned out to be Huahua.

Huahua looked much more mature. Her pupils no longer radiated a lively light, but instead had a hint of fatigue. There were also barely visible wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her skin was no longer as supple as before...

"Huahua has grown up."

He looked carefully at the face that he had seen many times before. The previous scenes came to his mind, but now there was only waves of severe pain in his heart.

He wanted to ask about Huahua's recent situation, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

The connection will only last for a moment, and after he has paid the price, it will be severed.

He looked at the familiar face and tried his best to make a hoarse sound, but Huahua couldn't see him.

Huahua was waving the relic in her hand, not knowing what she was doing.

This should be the relic that requires a price to be paid.

He didn't pay attention to the relic, but tried his best to attract Huahua's attention, but the connection of the backpack seemed unable to break through the limitations of space, so he could only look at Huahua unilaterally. He couldn't hear Huahua greet him either.

After several attempts, he finally gave up. The pain in his chest left him no strength to continue struggling. He stared at the familiar face quietly, waiting for the connection to be disconnected.

"So I'm the one paying the price for Huahua... That's great."

He felt a little relieved.

"What is Huahua going to do with my heart?"

Out of curiosity, he finally moved his gaze away from Huahua's face and looked to the other side.

But the scene before him made his chest hurt even more:
The relic in Huahua's hand was spewing out a fierce flame, burning the pile of experimental subjects. Wherever the flames reached, no corpses were left, only ashes.

The test subjects stared at Hua Hua with their empty eyes, but Hua Hua did not even blink and used the relic in her hand wantonly. The flames burned more and more vigorously, completely engulfing the empty sight.

The flames burned the experimental subjects, and they let out painful howls. Although they knew nothing, they felt pain. They waved their arms around and kicked their legs in an uncoordinated manner, trying to drive away the flames that burned their bodies. But how could mortal bodies dispel the eternal fire of the relic? They could only draw fire upon themselves, burning their white flesh into black charcoal.

The charcoal could not burn for long either, and soon turned into white ash. Sparks shuttled through the rising dust and pounced on the next victim...

This is a batch of defective experimental subjects. Organisms cultured in petri dishes often appear incomplete. In order to prevent mistakes when paying the price, these experimental subjects will be destroyed regularly.

As the daughter of a senior leader of an organization, Huahua followed in her father's footsteps and became an employee of the organization. Now, she is doing her job with a straight face.

She turned a deaf ear to the shrill cries.

She ignored those pleading looks.

She pointed the relic in her hand at the experimental subjects who were struggling to crawl out, and burned them to ashes in an instant.

Huahua seemed a little absent-minded.

He recognized it. When Huahua was chatting with him, and the topic became more and more boring, Huahua had the same absent-minded expression, exactly the same...

The flames raged, the light hitting Huahua's face, flickering continuously, but she kept her eyes open, looking into the void, as if thinking about something.

"Is she thinking about me? Does she feel my presence?"

He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Huahua would remember him as her former friend.

The wailing gradually died down.

The fire is almost out.

He was still looking at Huahua expectantly.

The relic in Huahua's hand finally stopped emitting flames, and only ashes remained in the incineration site.

The relic has finished its use and it is time to disconnect. He feels that his connection with this place is getting weaker and weaker. He will soon leave here and return to that white void universe, but he still looks at Huahua with great anticipation.

Finally, just before the connection was disconnected, Huahua raised her head and looked towards his position. Her eyes lit up, as if she noticed something.

He no longer desired anything at this moment. As long as Huahua could say "hello", everything would be as he wished.

He waited for this "hello" for many years, until the world turned white and burned to ashes...

"Say it, say it."

As he expected, Huahua finally spoke.

His lips moved slightly, not like he was saying hello, but more like he was talking to himself.

……

"It's decided. We'll have roasted whole lamb tonight."

(End of this chapter)