Guoguo had already lifted the large stone block which weighed over a thousand kilograms. The stone was shakily lifted from its chest to its head, with its windmill-like ears supporting the bottom of the rock. Its body seemed to sink rapidly into the ground like it was quicksand or swamp. Ants and centipedes were frantically scurrying upwards from the countless crevices at the bottom of the rock above its head.
Guoguo turned its head and playfully scrunched its nose at Liu Zhenhan, sticking out its little pink translucent tongue. A sweat droplet slid down its cheek, exceptionally shining and dazzling.
Liu Zhenhan and Helen stared blankly at the small figure that was slowly, slowly sinking into the ground. The stone had hidden Guoguo's original position.
