I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 143 Death of the Core

"It turns out she doesn't really disgust me."

Still calm at his core, his tone never changed, as simple as when he was born.

"Thank you." Core thanked Martin again.

"If you really thank me, release me and him from the Black Tower." Martin pointed at Mo Ling and said.

"No, she will come to me only after completing the correction plan." The core still insisted: "I will wrap myself more tightly so that she will not feel nauseous."

Martin could no longer suppress his inner anger and cursed angrily: "Why are you so stubborn? What if she dies? Then wouldn't everything you do be in vain? She is just being nice to you. What do you want for your sake?" Is it worth it for her to do so much?”

"worth."

"..."

The core sentence left Martin speechless and frozen in place.

These abyssal creatures are just so unreasonable, no matter how they communicate, it is useless.

"Is this your possessed body? We can kill you right now. Are you really not afraid?" Martin threatened.

"You can't kill me. I can create other bodies. The voice is immortal."

After hearing what the core said, Martin clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do. He really didn't have the means to kill the voice.

"Let me give it a try." Mo Ling stepped forward and said to Martin.

Even if it can't kill the voice, it can trap the core in the block, making it impossible for him to control the black tower.

Wait until the Black Tower's twist opens up before releasing it.

"No matter what, we can't sit still and wait for death."

Fortunately, the main body of the core is not big and can fit inside the box. It just requires some fine operations.

Holding back his nausea, Mo Ling aimed the teleportation frame at the floating stones, and then withdrew it, the core in the sky disappeared instantly.

"Success?"

A silence.

When Martin saw the stone disappear, he asked cautiously: "Core, are you still there?"

The voice that always answered questions did not appear. Martin quickly asked a few more questions, but received no answer.

The core is gone.

Mo Ling carefully immersed his vision into the square. There was an ugly stone lying on the metal ground. It was unremarkable, just like the boulders that could be seen everywhere in the black tower.

The feeling of nausea has disappeared, and now I no longer feel disgusted by looking at this stone.

Just as Mo Ling was about to leave first, a shout slowly floated out from the rocks.

It was just a weak sound at first, then gradually amplified and began to repeat, and Mo Ling gradually became able to hear it clearly.

That is, in one sentence...

A very simple sentence.

"anyone there!"

This is Mo Ling's own voice!

Mo Ling's hair stood on end instantly. He could not mishear it. This was his own voice!

The voice was very anxious, and it sounded like he was calling for help.

"Why do my cries for help come from within Core's body?"

Mo Ling checked carefully again and ruled out all possibilities.

This voice kept echoing, constantly impacting Mo Ling's heart.

"All sounds have meaning and have sources, but the core entity is actually my own cry!"

His mind was completely blank at this time, except for the sound that kept echoing.

Until the sound weakened and disappeared, Mo Ling still couldn't forget it.

The stone lay silently on the metal floor, in complete silence. …

Martin's question interrupted Mo Ling's thinking: "What happened?"

Mo Ling finally calmed down, his thoughts returned to reality, and he quickly shook his head.

"It seems you really killed him. The place has begun to collapse." Martin said, pointing to the dissipated stones around him.

The purple crystal blocks on the ground are slowly breaking apart and turning into syllables that are constantly diverging, which makes the entire cave seem very noisy.

The same and repeated strange sounds echoed in the cave, and the ground seemed to be liquefied, with waves constantly rising.

"I'll take you to a safe place first. When the world collapses to a certain extent, we will return to the original world."

Martin took Mo Ling's hand and continued to shuttle. The surrounding scene changed, and soon he reached the top of the tower, overlooking the entire sound world.

The purple tower melted like ice, and its appearance slid downwards like a candle. Mo Ling also felt that his height was slowly decreasing.

All objects in the distance began to collapse in various postures, and noisy sounds emanated from these collapsed objects.

Trees began to swell and explode like balloons, animals began to fold slowly, turned into a small ball, and then disappeared out of thin air. The shapes of these things were changing in a strange direction.

"I didn't expect you could really kill the core." Martin sighed as he looked at the changes in the world.

"I don't know if I really killed him." Mo Ling was still thinking about the strange cry for help. It was all too weird.

"You must have killed him. The world collapsed because the source of power that maintained the foundation stone disappeared." Martin explained.

"By the way, where did you put his body?"

That ugly rock?

Mo Ling then remembered that there was a huge stone placed in the square, so he carefully threw the stone to the top of the tower.

The nauseating feeling on the black stone had disappeared. After taking a look, Martin said with great certainty: "He is indeed dead."

Sure enough, after a while, the stones began to dissipate, turning into simple syllables and floating far away.

Martin listened to the sound and confirmed: "Yes, there are no other sounds mixed in."

He asked Mo Ling curiously: "Did you peel off the core? What is the sound of his body?"

Mo Ling didn't know how to answer. Could it be that it was his own cry for help?

He had no choice but to shake his head, indicating that he didn't know clearly.

However, Martin was not questioned and even helped Mo Ling: "It's normal that you don't know. It's probably some meaningless sounds."

Mo Ling nodded quickly.

The changes around him were even more drastic, and even the clouds in the sky began to shatter like glass, with sparkling fragments falling from high places.

Even cracks appeared in the air. These cracks were like lightning, spreading everywhere, causing strong winds wherever they went.

"The collapse of the world is so simple." Mo Ling couldn't help but sigh.

"This world is too inferior and has no foundation, so this phenomenon occurs." Martin explained.

"What if there is a cornerstone?" Mo Ling asked.

"If there is a foundation, the changes will not be so drastic. There will be a process, and the whole world will slowly move from order to disorder."

"First, objects composed of building blocks slowly decompose into building blocks, and then the building blocks spread throughout the world, with high-density places flowing to low-density places."

A word suddenly appeared in Mo Ling's mind - entropy.

And Martin's explanation was completely in line with Moling's imagination.

“When the Creator no longer injects energy into the entire world, the world will become an isolated system, and the entropy of the world will increase as time goes by, changing from order to disorder, and finally towards heat death.”

(End of this chapter)