I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 483 Extraterrestrial Things
"What is that? An eye?"

Mo Ling saw the edge of the "searchlight".

No, it wasn't a searchlight, nor was it an eye.

It's a lens.

A huge round convex lens, like a deep eye, quietly gazes at the earth, with mottled light and shadows reflected in the deep mirror.

The rust flying all over the sky, the decapitated antlers, the rusted weapons, the desperate transport team, the dazzling stars...

These blurry shadows kept flashing in the lens. It seemed as if it was watching everything, and as if everything was created because of it.

Buzz!
The sound covering the circular area actually came from it, or rather, from the huge roulette wheel behind the lens.

The roulette wheel kept spinning, and as it turned, everything on the lens kept changing, as if history was spinning with the roulette wheel.

The pitch-black belt kept rolling on the wheel like a conveyor belt, making a "clicking" sound from time to time, and the filter between heaven and earth also trembled.

Mo Ling took a breath, and he finally saw what this thing looked like clearly.

It turned out to be a projector!

Mo Ling instantly understood where that strange sense of unreality came from.

"I've been watching historical movies! Of course it can't be true!"

Where is the "activation time"? Where are the humans who traveled to the future...

All of this is the image projected by this projector.

It just re-plays everything it has ever recorded!
When Mo Ling saw the projector from high in the sky, he was completely stunned.

Who would have thought that such a large projector was hidden above this seemingly empty island.

At the same time, countless questions arose in Mo Ling's mind:
"Who put this projector here?"

“How does it allow the past to influence the present?”

“Why can’t I see it on the ground?”

"Why does it keep projecting 'historical movies' onto the ground?"

These questions drove Mo Ling to continue flying upwards and came to the vicinity of the projector.

This super huge projector stands in the center of the sky, reaching into the clouds, like a towering castle in the air.

The body of the aircraft is made of hard and deep black alloy, and the paint on the exterior is extremely delicate, which forms a sharp contrast with the surrounding sky and looks very unreal.

The huge lens just seen is just the lens of this projector. This giant eye in the deep space is looking at the earth quietly and did not respond to Mo Ling's visit.

As you get closer to the machine, the "buzzing" mechanical sound and occasional jamming sounds become more obvious. The huge film reel keeps turning, driving the black movie film.

With a slight turn, countless pieces of history slip through the film.

There were several huge knobs on the top of the projector, but there was no one operating them. Sometimes they would turn slightly, as if an invisible projectionist was controlling the playback of the movie.

Mo Ling looked at this huge work of art and couldn't help but fly upwards.

He was finally stopped just when he was about to reach the camera.

However, what stopped it was not a projectionist, but a bottle cap.

A red plastic bottle cap looked very small, but it just flew in the air and blocked Mo Ling's way.

Mo Ling did not act rashly and just stared at the bottle cap.

"Are you new here?"

Suddenly, the bottle cap started to speak, and it was human language, which made Mo Ling even more confused. Where on earth did he come to? "How come you can't even speak? You're so stupid..."

Mo Ling's sluggishness aroused Bottle Cap's disgust. Bottle Cap circled the block and finally came to the right side of the block and began to push the block hard.

"You! You can't stay here, you'll disturb Master Ying, the camera is blocked by you!"

"Do you understand me? Get out of here!"

Mo Ling became even more confused after listening to Ping Gai's words.

"Master Ying? Is this the projector?"

Could this be a living projector? And a living bottle cap?
Mo Ling thought about it and decided to give it another look, so he controlled the block and flew to the side in the direction where the bottle cap was pushed.

"Not bad, not bad. Newcomer, you're very smart to understand what I mean." Ping Gai also realized that it was Mo Ling who moved away on his own initiative, and began to praise Mo Ling.

"When I first came here, I couldn't even understand what people were saying, and I almost broke Master Ying's tape. Don't learn from me."

"How about this! Follow me and don't run around!"

Bottle Cap nudged Mo Ling, signaling him to hurry up and follow.

Mo Ling hesitated for a moment and then followed.

"So smart." Mo Ling's decisive behavior earned him praise from Bottle Cap, which seemed to be very satisfied with Mo Ling.

"Next time, remember not to stand in front of the camera. It will affect the projection and the image below may be missing, just like a hole..."

"No, it's not a hole, it's..."

The bottle cap seemed to realize that its vocabulary was somewhat limited, and it stumbled as it tried to explain to Mo Ling the dangers of standing in front of the camera, but it did not seem to understand the principles of projection, so it could not explain it clearly.

“Forget it, forget it. Just don’t stand in front of the camera. Do you understand?” The bottle cap hit the block.

Mo Ling quickly controlled the block to hit back, but he failed to control the force well, and directly knocked the bottle cap over several times in the air.

"Oh, you are really strong... But you are really smart. You figured it out so quickly."

Even though it was knocked off its feet by Mo Ling, it still kept praising Mo Ling, and its initial disdain disappeared without a trace.

Soon, the two flew to the middle of the projector.

The bottle cap brought Mo Ling to the vicinity of the film reel and kept circling along the reel, as if looking for something.

Soon, the bottle cap found its target.

It was a floating black curtain, tightly attached to the black film. As the film reel moved, the film kept passing under the curtain and was wiped clean to look brand new.

Bottle cap flew to the curtain excitedly: "Old Boo, I found a new guy, can I take him to work with me?"

The black curtain called "old cloth" lay there quietly, motionless, like a dead object.

"New here?" A dull voice came from the curtain, as if someone was speaking under a quilt.

"Why is there a newcomer now? Are you sure he is not a spy sent by those crazy people?" Old Bu seemed to be very suspicious of Mo Ling's origins.

"Do you think those lunatics have the brains to send spies? Don't they think about fighting and killing all day long?" Bottle Cap asked directly.

"Besides, it looks very docile, completely different from those crazy ones." Bottle Cap said as he nudged Mo Ling again.

This time, Mo Ling understood what he meant and didn't rush back.

"See, isn't it very docile?" Bottle Cap said excitedly to Old Bu.

(End of this chapter)