Rebirth of a Cute Kid's Parallel World Adventures

Chapter 193 The Trap, the Silly Five-Colored Bird 2

The five-colored bird flew back and forth above the trap, flapping its wings and exclaiming, "Oh dear, what are we going to do now!"

"Little girl, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Let me think of a way. I will definitely be able to get you out of here!"

"Maybe I can summon a flock of birds to carry you out, haha!"

She was unwilling to give up so easily, so she struggled desperately, trying to escape from this terrible trap.

She gripped the walls of the trap tightly with both hands, her fingernails digging deep into the rough stone, and struggled with all her might to climb upwards.

The walls of the trap were unusually smooth, like a polished mirror.

No matter how hard she tried or how much she struggled, she couldn't find anything to rely on.

The nails were worn raw from excessive force, and blood slowly flowed from the fingertips.

Drop by drop, blood dripped onto the cold ground, splashing up tiny blossoms of blood that looked particularly horrifying in the darkness.

"What is this little injury? I can't give up. I must get out of here."

"My sisters still need me. If I die, who will go with them to save the world?"

She gritted her teeth, ignoring the excruciating pain in her hands, and continued to grip the wall tightly.

He had only one unwavering thought in his mind: "I can't give up, I must get out."

The five-colored bird flapped its wings beside her and chirped, "Little girl, don't waste your energy. You won't get out like this. We need to find another way!"

Hua Yeqing glared at it and shouted, "What can I do? It's all because of you annoying guy who keeps bothering me!"

The five-colored bird wasn't annoyed at all, and said with a smile, "Oh dear, don't say that. I'm just worried about you."

"Why? Why is it so difficult!" she screamed angrily in her mind. "Help! Is anyone there?!"

Hua Yeqing screamed hoarsely, her voice echoing endlessly in the narrow confines of the trap.

Each sound carried her yearning for survival and her hope for rescue; her voice was filled with complex emotions intertwined with despair and hope.

The five-colored bird also shouted at the top of its lungs, "Help! Someone help! Is anyone nearby?"

"Please come and save this poor little girl! If you hear this, come quickly!"

The five-colored bird flew back and forth above the trap, muttering, "Oh dear, what should we do? Don't worry, let me think of a way."

"By the way, I've heard that some stones hold mysterious power. Maybe we can find one and use its power to get out."

"How about I help you look for some? Or I can go outside and see if there are any vines to pull you up. What do you think?"

Each time her calls went unanswered, it felt as if an invisible hand was pulling her heart down an inch.

Fear and despair were like a thick, suffocating haze, gradually enveloping her completely, making it difficult for her to breathe, as if the end of the world had already arrived.

"How could no one have heard it? Could it be that no one has ever passed by here at all?"

"Am I really going to be forgotten here and die alone? No, I'm not willing to accept that."

The green jasmine was so engrossed in its own world that it didn't hear the five-colored bird at all!

The five-colored bird wasn't angry that the flowers, leaves, and grass ignored him; it continued to chatter on and on!

Five-colored bird: "Little girl, why don't we call for help together? If we shout louder, maybe someone will hear us."

"Hey, don't be so stubborn. There's hope if we cooperate."

The variegated green still ignored him, but this time it heard what the five-colored bird said.

A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and she mustered her courage to shout out loud.

Despite the torment she endured both physically and mentally, she gritted her teeth and never considered giving up.

Each attempt was accompanied by excruciating pain; the muscles in my arms ached terribly from overexertion.

It felt like she was being pricked by a thousand needles, but she remained convinced that she could overcome the predicament she was facing.

"I can do it. My sisters are waiting for me. I can't let them down."

She mentally encouraged herself again and again, gathering all her strength.

She shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice seemingly trying to pierce through the boundless darkness and reach her sisters' ears.

"Sisters, can you hear me? I'm here, come and save me!"

She was filled with hope that her sisters or others would hear her cries for help and come to her rescue.

Time ticked by, and her voice grew hoarse; her throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

Every time I try to speak, it feels like my throat is being torn apart, causing unbearable pain.

But that yearning for life and the obsession with finding companions,

Like a strong rope, it held her tightly, supporting her to continue calling out.

"Even if there's only a sliver of hope, I can't give up. As long as I can still shout, there's a chance I'll be found."

Even if the hope was as faint as a star in the night sky, she would not give up easily.

Because she knew that once she gave up, there would truly be no hope left.

"I want to get out of here alive, reunite with my sisters, face the darkness together, and save our world."

She made a silent vow in her heart, her eyes shining with a firm light, as if an inextinguishable flame had been ignited in the darkness.

Just when Hua Yeqing was almost in despair, her senses, which had been eroded to the point of numbness by fear and exhaustion,

Suddenly, I noticed a slight tremor coming from the bottom of the trap.

The vibration was extremely subtle, almost imperceptible, like the shallow ripples created by a gentle breeze on a lake.

It was like the faint sound of a heartbeat coming from afar, elusive yet undeniably real.

At first, she thought it was just a hallucination caused by her stress, after all, the dual torment of mind and body had made her consciousness somewhat hazy.

The vibration was very subtle, almost imperceptible, like a wisp of smoke drifting in a gentle breeze, elusive and hard to grasp.

But the tremor didn't dissipate as she had hoped; instead, it grew stronger and stronger.

Later on, even the sharp, fang-like stones in the trap began to tremble slightly, making a soft rustling sound.

The five-colored bird exclaimed from the side, "Oh dear, what's going on? Is it going to be an earthquake? Little girl, you'd better hold on tight to me!"

The trembling of each stone seemed to be sending her some unknown danger signal, making her heart leap into her throat.

"What's going on? Is the trap about to collapse?" Hua Yeqing thought in horror.

My mind was instantly gripped by fear, and my body instinctively curled up, as if that would give me a sense of security.

She hugged her knees tightly with both arms, curling her body into a ball like a frightened hedgehog.

She looked around frantically, her eyes searching anxiously in the darkness.

Try to find a relatively safe corner, even if it's just for psychological comfort.

His gaze was like that of a frightened deer, filled with helplessness and fear.

The vibration didn't last long. Just as her taut nerves were about to snap, a strange sound entered her ears.

The sound was deep and slightly slippery, like the sound of some huge creature struggling to move in a confined space.

The voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, carrying an indescribable eeriness and terror.

"Could it be that monster that's been chasing me has followed me here?"

The thought had barely flashed through her mind when she stared wide-eyed in horror.

They watched helplessly as the soil at the bottom of the trap began to loosen.

As the soil churned and stones tumbled down, a gigantic figure slowly emerged.