I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 414 The End of Hostility

"Do you understand? The sun can also be destroyed. It will collide with another star."

"Of course." Mo Ling suppressed the shock in his heart and replied.

"You are very receptive. It seems that I don't need to hide anything from you. Next, I will show you the end of hostility..."

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ling felt his hand tighten, and the sun in front of him disappeared instantly. He seemed to be following the silk thread and began to travel through the universe.

As countless stars flash by, distant galaxies come closer and closer.

Finally, they stopped in front of a star that was more than ten times larger than the sun.

"This star is what destroyed the sun," Balloon said, "but this is not the end."

The scorching fireball released terrifying high temperatures, and countless hostile threads were also entangled on this huge star. It burned wantonly, but could not escape the entanglement of those threads.

As the fireball spun, the threads became tighter and tighter.

The hostility still exists.

"Let's go." The balloon pulled Mo Ling, passed the sun, and flew into the distance again along a silk thread.

"The next place will be the thing that destroyed this star, right?" Mo Ling guessed.

"You guessed right." Balloon said with relief, pulling Mo Ling back and forth again.

The surrounding star belts passed by, and the balloon seemed to take Mo Ling to the center of a brilliant star cluster.

However, among the colorful stars, there is an extremely strange spherical twisted hole.

"What is this?" Mo Ling asked in confusion.

The hostility emanating from this void made him feel an unprecedented fear.

Hostile lines exploded from the hole like hair, connecting to the unknown distance.

"This is a black hole. Do you feel it? It's hostile and can destroy everything."

"Is this a black hole?" Mo Ling originally thought that a black hole was just a pitch-black hole, but around the hole in front of him, there were countless distorted refractions, like the colorful light and shadows on a bubble, distorted and weird.

"Yes, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

"No, I just feel scared. Its hostility is too strong." Mo Ling said truthfully.

"But such a horrible thing will also be destroyed one day." The voice of the balloon was a little lonely, as if it was regretting the fate of the black hole.

“But I didn’t find the thread…”

Mo Ling was eager to find the hostility that destroyed the black hole, but after searching for a long time, he could only find the hostility emitted by the black hole.

"You can't see it here, come with me." The balloon pulled Mo Ling up again.

This time, they will fly towards the black hole.

They sank into the colorful bubble membrane, and Mo Ling saw a scene that surprised him:
The light and shadow on the membrane slowly expanded, returned to normal from the distortion, and then turned into dazzling planets, which were ejected into the distant universe by the rotating black hole.

It's like a picture originally printed on paper has been processed into a three-dimensional object.

"What is this?" Mo Ling asked in shock, "Why is the black hole creating planets?"

"No, it's eating the planet," the balloon replied.

"We are seeing what happened before, because light cannot escape and is trapped here, and as we go further down, the scene we see will continue to move backwards."

Sure enough, just as the balloon said, as they got closer and closer to the core of the black hole, the shadows imprinted on the black hole's light film were thrown out one by one.

The black hole is like a planet-making machine, ejecting a vast supercluster of galaxies.

However, Morin knew that this supercluster no longer existed. Long, long ago, it had been completely swallowed by a black hole, and what we see now is only its afterglow, the light trapped in the black hole's event horizon.

Countless streams of light flashed around him. Mo Ling witnessed the colorful past of the universe. Watching countless stars gushing out, he was getting closer and closer to the core of the black hole...

Finally, he arrived in a desolate place.

"Did you see it?"

In this empty universe, the sound of balloons rang out again.

"I saw."

Mo Ling stared blankly ahead.

It was a tangled ball of thread, so thin that it did not occupy any three-dimensional space, but it was there, interweaving and weaving back and forth, wrapped into a pitch-black ball.

The ball of thread has no beginning and no end. It is connected from beginning to end. No one knows where it comes from or where it goes, and it keeps looping forever.

"Is this also hostility? Why is it so?"

During this journey across the universe, Moring has seen all kinds of hostile lines. No matter how those lines change, they always have a source and a destination, with one end connected to the other.

Hostility must have a beginning and an end; it is a physical vector.

But the ball of thread in front of me has no beginning or end and is completely baseless.

The balloon was also slow to answer, it seemed to have the same doubts as Mo Ling.

“That’s where my confusion comes from.”

"Do you know? All hostility in the world has its source. The magma will be cooled by the sea, the sea will be evaporated by the sun, the sun will be destroyed by another star, and that star will be swallowed by a black hole. This is the law of this world."

"Life is hostile to each other, so the strong prey on the weak. Herbivores are hostile to plants, carnivores are hostile to flesh, and scavengers are hostile to corpses. As long as you exist in this world, you cannot escape this web of hostility."

"The world is full of hostility, and the threads of the world follow the rules. All things are connected to each other. Although the threads are messy, everything has its 'root' and 'end'."

"But why is there something that has no beginning and no end?"

The ball of thread was entangled and floating quietly in the desolate void, with nothing around it.

Neither of them spoke anymore, just stared at the ball of thread silently.

Mo Ling finally understood why the balloon brought him here in pursuit of hostility.

This ball of silk has been bothering the balloon. It has no way to talk to anyone and no way to describe what it has seen.

Because no one can see the "line of hostility".

It can only wait alone, trapped in endless confusion, and can never get the answer.

It has pondered the meaning of its own race's existence, thought about the source of its power, and constantly studied hostility, but none of these could solve the confusion in its heart.

Instead, it makes it increasingly distant from its fellow tribesmen and increasingly lonely.

The ball of thread has always been engraved in its heart, becoming an obstacle that it can never get around.

"I even suspected that the lines I saw might just be my delusion. The hostile lines don't exist at all. I am just a special individual, or a sick individual..."

"Fortunately, you can see it too, so it's not an illusion at least, and my confusion makes sense."

Balloon said with relief.

In the desolate universe, it is no longer alone.

(End of this chapter)