I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 449 The Story-Telling Tree
"You understand well enough to join us."

The dog seemed to have found a confidant and kept patting the trunk of the tree with its paws.

But as it kept patting, it became depressed again.

"But how are we going to take you away?"

The dog looked at the heavy tree and began to worry. It looked to Mo Ling for help, but Mo Ling had no solution.

He could get the rabbit and the dog to hold onto the glass sculpture's legs, but there was really nothing he could do about the tree.

Mo Ling couldn't control the movements of the glass sculpture and could only use the elf to make it move simply.

However, trying to move this big tree is obviously beyond the movement limits of the glass sculpture.

The elf on the other side couldn't see the contents of this simulated world at all and couldn't help him.

Seeing that the Outer God was helpless, the dog became even more discouraged and could only pat the tree in comfort.

"I promise you, I will find a way to take you out. I won't let you stay here alone." The dog solemnly made a promise to the tree.

But the tree remained motionless and did not respond.

"Let's go, Lord Outer God, and continue to transcend, for you and me, and for these companions who can no longer move forward."

The dog's tone was firm as it stretched out its paw and pressed hard on the trunk of the tree as if making a handprint.

"Believe me...comrade, I will carry out my transcendental will."

It looked at the tree reluctantly, then slowly jumped back to Mo Ling's feet and hugged Mo Ling's ankles.

"Oh." Mo Ling sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Keep going," he said to the elf.

Following Mo Ling's instructions, the glass sculpture approached the mirror again and was about to go to the next space.

However, at this moment, Mo Ling heard the big tree telling another story.

"There is a big tree that has been staying in a strange ball since it became conscious."

"It is very lonely. It is the only one in this ball. It occupies the entire world, but has no companions and no one to communicate with."

"It can only tell itself stories every day, and these stories come from its knowledge that comes from nowhere."

"But knowledge is limited, and stories are limited. In an unchanging world, it can only keep telling the same stories that have been told before, over and over again."

"Finally, one day, a dog, a rabbit, and an outer god came into this world. They brought new stories and invited it to become their partner."

"However, it couldn't leave."

"The tree wouldn't move. It wanted to leave so badly. It tried to twitch its roots, to shake its leaves, and to respond to the dog's patting, but to no avail. The tree wouldn't move. It just wouldn't move."

"It can only watch its companions leave with regrets, believing that one day, they will come back... and take it away."

Having said this, the voice of the big tree fell silent, and Mo Ling had also sunk into the mirror.

However, vaguely, Mo Ling seemed to hear the big tree continuing to say something.

The story of the big tree seems to be not over yet...

But the glass sculpture had completely sunk into the mirror, and he could no longer hear the vibrating sound.

The resonance was affected, and Mo Ling could only hear some intermittent words:
"The Outer God sank into the mirror and left here..."

“… I laughed out loud when I read this text.”

“…It’s about transcendence.”

What does it mean?
Mo Ling tried his best to listen to the tree's story and to hear the last few words, but he couldn't hear them clearly. The tree's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only the echoing noise...

……

"This is where?"

After crossing the mirror again, Mo Ling found that what he saw was not a new mirror space, but a canyon full of glass fragments. Fragments of various shapes piled up into small hills of varying sizes. The broken lenses sparkled and covered the ground. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the hills, making the ground sparkle.

"We have come out of the crack in the mirror, and you should have left the simulation now." The elf's voice came slowly.

After hearing the elf's words, Mo Ling quickly looked at his current condition through the reflection of the fragments.

Sure enough, the glass sculpture had completely disappeared, and now there was nothing where he was.

The rabbit and the dog also disappeared without a trace, as if they had experienced a dream.

"I roughly know where we were before." The elf said lightly as he looked at the mirror fragments all over the mountains.

"where?"

"In these fragments... because there is no reference, my field of vision is very small. It was actually a microscopic perspective before, but now I have adjusted it."

in?

Mo Ling looked at the lenses carefully and found that their shapes were indeed very similar to the previous space.

Cubes, cylinders, triangular pyramids...even spheres.

Normally, glass shouldn't break like this. The fragments here seem to have been specially processed.

"They were ground into this shape." The elf explained, looking at the strange pieces of glass.

"This is the garbage dump of the entire Sea of ​​Creation. All the broken mirrors were transported here. They rubbed against each other and became what they are now..."

The glass on the ground was sparkling. These fragments were originally part of the Sea of ​​Creation, but now they were abandoned here.

It is precisely because it was originally part of the Sea of ​​Creation that it exhibits that special "superposition state".

They once simulated many worlds, and the remaining energy of these worlds was also trapped in the mirror. Even if they turned into fragments, they could still connect reality and illusion.

"I see."

After listening to the elf's explanation, Mo Ling suddenly understood.

Just as Mo Ling was marveling at the wonders of the Sea of ​​Creation, the elf suddenly locked his sights on the sky far away in the canyon.

"Look over there, I found them."

Mo Ling looked quickly.

In the distance, the Building Block Bird was carrying Li Luo, shuttling through the Fragment Canyon.

The originally huge building block bird looked very small in this debris-filled canyon, and compared with the tall debris hills, it was like a tiny black dot.

"Finally found."

In fact, Mo Ling and the elf had been near the building block bird for a long time, but their field of vision was too small, so they could always sense the location of the building block bird but could not see it.

When the field of vision returned to normal size, the figure of the building block bird naturally entered the field of vision.

After discovering the building block bird flying through the canyon, the elf quickly adjusted his vision again and moved closer.

……

At the same time, in the sky, Li Luo was looking at the tall debris mountain with a confused look on his face.

"This is where?"

The Building Block Bird did not answer immediately, but slowly flapped its wings and circled in the canyon.

"This is a garbage dump, the garbage dump of the Sea of ​​Creation."

The Building Block Bird paused for a moment and said with some nostalgia:

"It is also the place where our race was born..."

(End of this chapter)