Faced with the horrifying scenes all around, Shanshan only felt an overwhelming warmth. Ecstatic, she picked an eyeball about as big as herself from the mass of flesh and tentacles and gently cuddled it in her arms.
She was really happy now. Her father, who was destined to die in the future, hadn't died—he was truly alive!
Yet just as she was celebrating, a subtle sadness seeped in from every direction. As if resonating with it, Lily and Shanshan's moods suddenly plunged into gloom.
"Daddy? Why are you sad?"
Yidick didn't answer. It just poured out more flesh, clutching them tightly—holding on for dear life.
Feeling the flesh cling to her own tentacles, Shanshan froze for a moment, then hugged even tighter. Sensing the shared sadness, she said softly, "Daddy, it's so good that you're alive..."
