I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 103 The last thing

"The races participating in the battlefield are completely consistent with the real races." The ancient mining tribe said.

"Then why am I from the Peridot tribe?" Mo Ling asked in confusion.

"Because the stimulus signal couldn't detect your race, it was randomly assigned."

The ancient mining clan pointed at the map and began to explain.

The distribution of mineral veins on this battlefield was just randomly divided by him for convenience. Rare minerals were distributed on the periphery of the battlefield, and common minerals were gathered in the center.

Therefore, these mining clans initially fought with the same clan, then with those around them from the same camp, and finally with enemies from other camps.

The battle is not stressful at the beginning and causes less fear. As the battle reaches the later stages, the fear gradually increases.

The farther away you are from your original mine, the stronger your fear becomes.

This difference in fear has been subconsciously affecting these descendants, resulting in this strange camp distribution in reality.

The method of destroying mineral veins also remained in their subconscious, and the so-called "extinction tactics" emerged.

"They don't know the source of their fear, but from the first strike, war is inevitable."

The more intense the war, the more deeply rooted the influence of fear became, eventually leading to the current situation in the needle-pricked stone forest.

After knowing the cause of the war, Mo Ling was still a little puzzled and asked: "Why do the incentive signals gradually increase as the war subsides?"

The ancient mining tribe explained: "Because I feel in a daze that my descendants have lost their vitality, and the signal will gradually strengthen, and I can't control it myself."

After hearing this, Mo Ling finally put together some of the things that happened in the Acupuncture Stone Forest.

But Moling found that there were still many things that couldn't be explained.

Why can I be affected by motivational signals and not forget what happened on the battlefield?

Where did the fifth batch of descendants go?

How could red cloth suddenly appear among the natural gas tribe?

……

Mo Ling originally wanted to learn more, but the ancient mining tribe had already stood up.

"There is one last thing to be done to give this all a perfect ending."

He suddenly glanced at Mo Ling again and said, "Don't cause trouble later."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him collapsed again, darkness flashed, and Mo Ling had returned to the stone ball.

"I haven't even finished speaking." Mo Ling was a little depressed.

At this time, Shi Beng was standing beside him, as if he was feeling something.

"Has his memory of the battlefield disappeared?" Mo Ling glanced at Shi Beng a few times, but didn't notice anything different about him.

Just as he was thinking about the meaning of the last few words of the ancient mining clan, Mo Ling found that the entire acupuncture stone forest began to shake.

The violent vibration even caused the passage inside the stone ball to begin to collapse.

Seeing that the entrance had been opened, Mo Ling and Shi Beng quickly escaped from the stone ball.

Magnetar is waiting anxiously under the stairs.

Seeing Shi Beng walk out of the stone, Magnet Star quickly shouted to him: "Brother Shi Beng, what on earth did you feel in the stone ball?"

Mo Ling also looked at Shi Beng expectantly, waiting for his answer.

"The stimulus signal pulled me to a virtual battlefield, and I experienced a battle." Shibeng answered seriously.

He didn't forget it either! Mo Ling was a little surprised.

So what do the ancient mining clan want to do?

The vibrations became more and more severe, the ground shook, and the rocks above continued to fall. Magnetar's expression became more solemn. He squatted on the ground and felt the vibrations of the ground with his hands.

After a while, he said in shock: "This is a big earthquake!"

Big earthquake?

Do the ancient mining tribe want to destroy this group of descendants again? Is this the perfect ending he said?

Everyone quickly left the black stone pillars. At this time, most of the buildings in Neon Village had completely collapsed, and the supporting pillars were also damaged.

The prism that originally refracted sunlight was also knocked to the ground, making the entire Neon Village extremely dark.

Immediately afterwards, a gray creature suddenly rushed out from the stone pillar on the side of Neon Village.

It is the ancient mining clan in the virtual battlefield!

Why are you still here? As soon as this ancient mining clan appeared, it rushed towards everyone, forcing them to scatter, and then chased the direction of the rockfall to kill.

The light flowed in the eyes, and a familiar colorful light spurted out towards the stone collapse.

His goal is only rockslide!

Sweeped by the intense high-temperature light, Shibeng directly transformed into the form of a lava man this time, rushing towards the ancient mining clan.

"It seems that Shibeng does remember what happened on the battlefield."

His combat experience remained.

Shibeng dodged towards the ancient mining clan and then suddenly raised his arm, spewing out magma and surrounding the ancient mining clan.

But at this time, the ancient mining tribe stepped forward directly, abandoned their bodies covered by magma, and then recovered directly in front.

What a fast recovery speed!

"The lava is not enough!" A thick voice came from the ancient mining tribe: "You need more!"

A fist filled with strong wind was swung out in an instant, hitting Shi Beng. Shi Beng had no choice but to cross his arms and forcefully receive the punch.

Fortunately, the strength of the ancient mining clan was not great and it did not cause any damage to the rockslide.

However, something terrible happened. A golden streak spread from the part hit by the stone slide to the whole body. When the stone slide found that something was wrong, it immediately bounced the ancient mining clan away.

But the golden spread was unavoidable and quickly covered Shi Beng's body.

"This is gold! Feel it. Although it is soft, it is very tough." The ancient mining clan said loudly.

After waiting for a moment, the ancient mining tribe rushed towards Shi Beng again. Before Shi Beng could fully adapt, he punched Shi Beng on the chin.

The crystal clear material instantly covered Shi Beng's chin, and then his entire body was transformed into the same material.

"This is diamond! It's very hard and can withstand most attacks." The ancient mining tribe shouted at the rockfall again.

Shi Beng adapted much faster this time. After getting a little familiar with the diamond body, he rushed towards the ancient mining clan.

However, a thin colorful ray shot out and instantly hit Shi Beng's abdomen.

After being hit, Shi Beng's diamond body was instantly covered with various colors, and he was instantly frozen in place, unable to do anything.

"It is very hard, but has poor high-temperature stability and is prone to uneven heating." The ancient mining clan shook his head and explained.

He slowly walked to the immobile Shibeng, tapped his shoulder with his hand, and turned his body into another material.

The ancient mining tribe was just like playing with Shibeng, constantly changing Shibeng's body, and kept talking about the properties of various ores.

……

"Natural gas, flammable."

The ancient mining clan turned the rock avalanche into natural gas again, and then the colorful light flowed in the eyes, and once again emitted a thin high-temperature ray.

But this time, after the colorful ray hit the stone collapse, there was no expected fire.

A solid black rock flake appeared at the area where the rockfall was attacked, blocking the high-temperature rays.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the ancient mining tribe suddenly filled with joy, and then countless colorful rays shot towards the rock collapse.

Then, he raised the two fists in his right hand, turned them into diamonds, and smashed them towards the rockfall with one lunge.

But the hard fist was blocked by a large golden shield with two muffled sounds, and the fist was stuck in the shield and could not move.

Then a small opening opened in the center of the shield, and a stream of gas spurted out, turning into a rock-collapse figure in the air.

A whip leg swept through the air, kicking the ancient mining tribe far away.

But in the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together again, and the materials on both sides were constantly changing.

The sonorous and powerful explanations of the ancient mining tribe also echoed in the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)