I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 413 The End of Hostility

Mo Ling was immersed in the words of Balloon and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Hostile from three thousand five hundred years in the future... no wonder it's so subtle and so hard to detect."

"You're surprised, right? Such a distant event was actually decided long ago. A stream of water in the sea became hostile to a mass of magma in the volcano. They are destined to meet three thousand five hundred years later."

"This line will become thicker and thicker, closer and closer, and finally break when one party disappears."

Mo Ling was stunned. He never thought that the hostility could reach this extent.

And now, he can easily change what happens three thousand five hundred years later, just by breaking this fragile thread.

Mo Ling stretched out his hand in a daze, then put it down.

It did not dare to pluck the strings of fate, even though all this might just be a simulation in the Sea of ​​Creation.

A gentle sea breeze blew, the shore was extremely calm, and countless thin lines in the air were connected and motionless.

They connect from one unknown end to another unknown end, forming this big net that covers everything.

Mo Ling stood under this web of hostility and felt suffocated.

"Are you okay?" Balloon asked with concern.

"Not bad." Mo Ling's body was a little stiff. He was worried that a small movement of his would disturb the surrounding silk threads and affect events hundreds or even thousands of years later.

"Relax, as long as you don't disturb them intentionally, it won't affect these wires, they are very strong."

The balloon floated quietly aside, waiting for Mo Ling.

The sea breeze gently blew on Mo Ling's sponge body, and the silk threads spreading everywhere remained motionless.

It took a long time for Mo Ling to completely relax.

"Sorry, I was too nervous just now."

"It's okay. When I first fully understood these threads, I was as nervous as you. And I didn't adapt as quickly as you. I didn't move for several months because I was afraid of disturbing the threads around me." Balloon said with some self-mockery.

"Is this what you are confused about?"

"No, it's not worth my confusion. So far, I can understand it."

Balloon looked at Mo Ling: "How are you? Can you still go on?"

"of course."

"Then keep following." The balloon fiddled with the barely visible string with the sponge string and floated toward the sea: "Let's go take a look in the sea."

In this way, Mo Ling followed the balloon into the deep sea again.

The thin line extends forward, connecting to the unknown distance in the dark deep blue sea.

The hostile network in the sea water is even more chaotic. Those thin lines of unknown origin are spreading everywhere, some extending to the sea surface, some penetrating into the deep sea, and some thin lines are constantly moving.

"Those are from sea creatures," Balloon explained.

"Life is special. They can freely control the generation of hostility and bring vitality to this completely solidified web."

As the balloon spoke, the moving thin line suddenly disappeared.

"It seems that something unexpected happened..."

Some lines disappear and new lines appear.

The quiet deep sea suddenly becomes lively because of those moving thin lines.

"After fully understanding these fine lines, I felt desperate. I felt that everything was destined and only I could change the direction of those fine lines. Invisible pressure came upon me unconsciously."

"But then I discovered that any living thing has the ability to change the fine line, they just don't know it. The world is dynamic and changeable, and all living things can bring vitality to the world."

“We’re just a little bit special…”

Listening to Balloon's intermittent narration, Mo Ling felt much more relaxed.

"The world's ability to withstand stress is much stronger than I thought. I once tried to cut all the thin threads in an area, but nothing happened. The activities of living things will bring new threads, making this pool of stagnant water move again." In the silent deep sea, the balloon slowly told its story. It also had a lot of confusion and doubts, but as time went by, they slowly disappeared.

In the process of exploring this world, it is also adapting to the truth of this world and compromising with the incomprehensible unknown.

"It seems we are unlucky. This line is very far away."

The balloon carried Mo Ling for a long time, but the end of the silk thread was still not seen.

But what is certain is that the silk thread is connected to a deep trench.

Following the trench down, they finally found the end of the silk thread next to the dark rock wall of the trench.

It was just a mass of ordinary sea water.

The ends of the thin thread were tangled into a ball, floating quietly in the middle.

But above the sea water, there is another thin line entangled.

"It's the hostility of other things towards him," Balloon explained.

"what?"

"Go ahead and take a look."

Following the thin line, the balloon carried Mo Ling upwards again.

Up and up, up and up, finally reaching the sea surface.

The thin line extended all the way into the sky, flying towards the sun.

"Eighty years later, the sea water will be evaporated by the high temperature of the sun and turned into water vapor in the clouds. It will not be destroyed, but will continue to circulate, fall into rivers, and flow into the sea..."

"That's the hostility from the sun."

The ball of light in the sky was entangled with terrifying hostile lines. The sunlight was spreading wantonly over the entire sea, pouring hostility on all things without distinction.

Because of rotation and revolution, those silk threads are wriggling on the surface of the sun like worms, wrapping the sun into a ball of wool.

"It seems we can't go any further." Balloon looked at the thread rising into the sky and said with some disappointment, "We have to use another method."

The balloon slowly floated to Mo Ling's side.

"Catch me." It stretched out the sponge line.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Ling reached out and grabbed the balloon.

"Don't resist."

As the balloon spoke, Mo Ling felt himself leaving the sea and suddenly flying into the sky.

"We are flying towards the sun."

"Fly to the sun?" Mo Ling asked in disbelief as he looked at the sea that was getting farther and farther away.

"Yes, we are flying towards the sun along the path of hostility."

After listening to the balloons' words, Mo Ling realized that they were now moving upwards along the silk thread.

The speed of rising into the air was getting faster and faster. Mo Ling only felt the surrounding scenery changing, and then he came to a void.

Then, there was another change. When Mo Ling fully reacted, the sun, like a ball of wool, was already hanging quietly in front of him.

Entangled in countless threads, the sun releases hostility to the universe without any emotion.

At the same time, there are countless hostilities from other things that tightly bind the sun.

"That's the meteorite that came one day later..."

"That's a meteorite from 30 million years ago..."

"That was one million and four hundred thousand years later, on another star..."

(End of this chapter)