I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 423 Universal Container
"The last one."

Mo Ling looked quietly at the pavilion on the other side of the mirror.

There was only one person left in the quaint pavilion.

The young man who looks very capable - Shen Ping.

He looked very hesitant at this moment, looking at the blue olive with a look of both fear and longing.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, Shen Ping walked under the blue olive and made an oval gesture like the immortals before him.

On the olive, Shen Ping's wish slowly emerged...

His family originally lived a wealthy life, but an accident changed everything.

My younger sister was infected with a rare abyssal disease called aphrodisiac disease and could only survive by taking medicine. After she could no longer afford the expensive special medicine, the original family fell apart.

He was the only one left to take care of his sister...

A relic slowly emerged from the golden light.

It was a bronze cup that looked very ancient.

Mo Ling did not hesitate and sent the bronze cup to the other side of the mirror.

The water on the blue olive waved again, and the bronze cup fell from the air. Shen Ping reached out to catch it, but the bronze cup passed through his palm and fell to the ground.

After seeing this last scene, the blue olive in front of Mo Ling exploded, and the scattered water made the mirror surface extremely blurry.

When the water flow gradually calmed down, Mo Ling could no longer see what was happening on the other side of the mirror. It seemed that everything that had just happened was just an illusion...

"finished?"

The golden light around was gently rippling, no more relics suddenly appeared, and the mirror surface became blurry, as if nothing had happened before.

But the fluctuating emotions in Mo Ling's heart had not disappeared.

“I’ve fulfilled so many of my wishes, but why do I still feel so empty?”

Just when Mo Ling was in a dilemma, another golden light suddenly grabbed him, pulled him away from the mirror, and drilled into the depths.

The ocean current of the Golden Sea seemed to want to take Mo Ling far away, but the golden light kept pulling Mo Ling tightly, preventing him from being swept away by the ocean current.

"Don't refuse, just follow me, we'll be there soon."

A soft and ethereal voice came along my arm, sounding familiar.

Mo Ling followed the golden light and stabbed deeper and deeper...

It was then that Mo Ling discovered that the sea was not entirely golden. As the depth increased, the ocean currents seemed to be closer to the normal blue.

The golden light seemed to gather only in the upper half of the water surface; the further down you went, the less golden light there was.

Finally, when the color of the sea gradually turned back to dark blue, Mo Ling could clearly see the golden light that was grabbing him.

It was a golden figure with a square head.

"Elf?"

The figure in front of him was the elf, and it still looked the same as when it had parted with Mo Ling.

"It has to be deeper, otherwise they will catch you and make you work." The elf said as he pulled Mo Ling into the deeper sea.

It didn't stop until the surroundings became completely dark.

"Why are you here?" Mo Ling asked anxiously as soon as he stopped. "This is the gathering place of our race, of course I am here."

"The Sea of ​​Creation is the gathering place of your race?" Mo Ling found it a little unbelievable.

But soon, he figured out the connection.

"You're here to grant other creatures' wishes?"

"Yes, our abilities are limited. We must come together to realize the desire of those races to create gods." The elf pointed to the top of his head: "Those above are all my people."

Mo Ling looked up at the golden light gathering on the sea surface and asked, "Are they all the wish-making race? Why did they ignore me when I tried to communicate with them before?"

"They ignore me too. That's normal." The elf spread his hands and replied.

"Why are you being ignored? Aren't you from the same tribe?"

"I don't know." The elf shook his head.

Mo Ling was stunned. He thought that after meeting the elf, all his problems would be solved, but he didn't expect that the elf also had only a vague understanding.

"You just said that they took me to work. What did you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says. If they think you are useful, they will capture you and make you work. I have been captured by them before, but I ran away. They were busy fulfilling their wishes and didn't care about me."

Listening to the elf's explanation, Mo Ling nodded repeatedly.

"Ever since I entered the Sea of ​​Creation, they have indeed been holding me and working on me..."

Mo Ling told the elf everything that happened after he came to the Sea of ​​Creation.

He became the god of stone corpses and fulfilled their desire to be petrified. He then became the god of sponge creatures and fulfilled their desire to kill. Finally, he was brought in front of the mirror and helped to "distribute" relics in a daze.

Mo Ling was busy all the time and didn't know what he was busy with. He just felt that he had been "becoming a god" and then falling from the altar. He had begun to feel numb.

Now he was inexplicably pushed around by the golden light, making him dizzy.

"Because you are a very useful universal carrier, wishes can easily gather on you, so they will always look for you." After listening to Mo Ling's complaints, the elf explained helplessly.

"Universal carrier?"

"Yes, they need to gather the wishes of those races on a carrier, so that it will be easier to realize the wishes and the power will be easier to concentrate. The divine objects brought by those races are for this purpose."

The elf stretched out his hand and pointed at the block above Mo Ling's head.

"The wishes of different races are different, and their natures are also different. If you want to gather the wishes, you have to use different 'containers'."

"Use cups to hold water, use baskets to hold vegetables. The wishes of different races need to be placed in different containers, so their fetishes are different, but their functions are the same."

"You can't gather wishes using the wrong container, just like you can't use a basket to hold water."

"But they found out that you are a universal container, which is very useful, so they took you to carry wishes everywhere, regardless of whether there was anything in the container originally..."

At this point, the elf paused:

"So they ignore you. They just think you are a very useful tool, and no one talks to a tool."

Listening to the elf's explanation, Mo Ling first suddenly realized, and then became a little angry:
"I thought they just wanted me to help, but I didn't expect they were using me and didn't even consider me as someone they could communicate with."

The elf also sighed: "They are like this. After I found out that they are of the same species, I also tried to communicate, but they just grabbed me and took me to work together. I asked them why they did this, but they didn't respond..."

As he spoke, the elf scratched his head, as if he was very puzzled: "I always feel that they... are like machines."

(End of this chapter)