I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 429 The Slacker

"The relic was created so casually?"

Mo Ling couldn't quite believe what this companion was doing.

"Without verifying the wish, and without considering the consequences of creating the relic, he arbitrarily used his power to create the relic."

This world is short of resources and lifeless. Even the materials for construction require the corpses of living things, but relics are so abundant.

"How often is such a sacrificial ceremony held?" Mo Ling pulled an excited creature beside him and asked.

"Once a week!" The creature seemed in a good mood.

once a week?
So how many relics are there in this world?
"Can sacrifices only be held here?" Mo Ling asked.

"Of course not. It can be held in many places. If your race can build an altar, you can also perform the sacrifice yourself. However, the size of the altar will affect the upper limit of the prayer. If your altar is too poorly built, the power obtained by these sacrifices will also be very weak."

"This place is still the best. The altar of the Bamboo Tube Tribe is so magnificent!"

The creature held the pool of mud in its hand and raised it to its head excitedly.

Listening to the creature's words, Mo Ling finally understood the meaning of what the vast voice had said before.

"The lazy one..."

Fairly fulfill the wishes of every living being, then use a simple upper limit to limit the intensity of the wishes, and use relics to fill the living beings' rampant desires.

Although this is an extremely convenient solution, isn't it laziness for God?
The world is in ruins, resources are scarce, it is decaying and broken, and the ocean is like a dead, stinking ditch.

Even the building materials are made from the corpses of living things, because the materials here lack energy and are extremely fragile.

The creatures here are used to it, relying entirely on the relics bestowed by the gods to survive in this ruined world...

After thinking everything through, Mo Ling felt extremely suffocated.

He just wanted to create a companion to share his worries, but this companion was doing something even lazier.

"He who is idle is not a god..."

The vast voice rang out again, pulling Mo Ling's thoughts into the air and allowing him to look down at this already terminally ill world with his own eyes.

"God's laziness is a pool of stagnant water..."

The entire sea was calm, without any wind or rain, and it was rotten and smelly.

"The laziness of God is a pile of tall bones..."

Organisms use corpses to build buildings, recycling scarce resources.

"The laziness of God is the land full of greed..."

The proliferation of relics has made creatures no longer think about how to make progress. Instead, they try their best to build altars and think about ways to pray every day, trying to break the upper limit of their wishes.

"Alas, it was a mistake. It was a mistake from the beginning." That vast voice rarely revealed a hint of emotion.

"Laziness spreads. Once touched, you will slide into the abyss."

The voice brought Mo Ling high into the sky. The lifeless sea water shattered into golden lights. This lazy companion seemed to be trying some strange moves again.

"What is it doing?" Mo Ling asked puzzledly.

"It's doing what you once did, the laziness continues to spread."

What have I done?

Mo Ling looked at the shattered golden light and finally understood:

This lazy one continues to split and create new companions.

Just like that, Mo Ling watched the sea being cut smaller and smaller, and the golden light shattered into pieces.

The original puddle was not big to begin with, and after the lazy person's tossing and turning, it has become even smaller. Dividing it again is undoubtedly making the situation worse.

"Only living water can withstand the burning flames; stagnant water will only gradually dry up."

"Split will only make oneself more vulnerable. Sunlight penetrates through the cracks and mercilessly evaporates the lazy soul."

"The earth will only swallow up the lonely water, but will leave the rivers that come together for free."

The vast voice muttered, and just as it said, the small puddles after the split could no longer withstand the evaporation of the sun and the erosion of the earth, and those lonely water drops soon disappeared.

The golden light, with nowhere to rely on, could only scatter and look for a new way out. Gradually, the small puddle below disappeared, leaving only the mud pit, proving its existence.

"This is the fate of those who are lazy."

The sea turned into a desert, and the relics sank into the yellow sand. The original altars became ruins, burying these former civilizations.

A civilization that relies on relics has no future.

In the blink of an eye, the original sea was covered with yellow sand.

And new creatures appeared in the sand, but now, they no longer had gods.

In the endless loneliness, Mo Ling was brought back to his own little puddle by the voice.

Looking at the empty sand pit not far away, Mo Ling still felt a lingering fear.

This quiet companion just disappeared.

"It died and broke into pieces."

The lively companion came to the front of the sand pit and looked at it for a while.

"Damn."

After studying the new creatures that had emerged from the sand pit, this lively companion came to Mo Ling again.

"Did you just go inside it and take a look? Was it fun?"

Mo Ling didn't know how to answer such a question.

"It's quite miserable, don't be lazy..." Mo Ling told it what he saw and advised.

"I won't. I'm very responsible."

It came close to Mo Ling, stretched out a stream of water, and stuck to Mo Ling.

"Would you like to come over to my place to play? It's fun."

Mo Ling hesitated for a moment, then turned into a golden light and entered its body.

……

The sea here is very lively, or rather, too lively.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, dark clouds were covering the sky, and heavy rain was falling.

The ocean seemed to be very hot, the volcano was erupting violently, and thick volcanic ash covered the entire sky.

There was even water vapor rising from the sea surface, and the atmospheric circulation was extremely violent.

This seemingly terrifying doomsday scene is actually the cradle of life.

The substances in the ocean are fully circulated, the temperature is suitable, volcanic eruptions pour out energy, and countless organic matter is evenly spread into the sea along with abundant rainwater.

The drastic temperature difference caused chaotic ocean currents, which turned the entire ocean upside down and swept out the mud and sand on the seabed.

Although the sea is turbid, it is full of vitality.

"this is for you."

With a flash of golden light, the lively companion threw a body so small that it was almost invisible to Mo Ling.

"what is this?"

"I don't know. All the previous lives have died, and this is the only one left."

Mo Ling's golden light continued to gather and shrink.

Finally, he saw the body clearly.

That's a -- a cell.

A very simple cell, that's why it's so small.

The thin cell membrane wraps around the clear cytoplasm, and this liquid is just enough to carry Mo Ling's consciousness.

Then, with a flash of golden light, Mo Ling turned into a tiny cell.

(End of this chapter)