I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 647 "Rescued"

"The last one..."

When he put the last book back, he found that the surroundings were so quiet that it was a little scary.

"Is the renovation finished?" He turned to look outside the door, only to find that the door that was originally there had disappeared without a trace, and in its place was a densely packed bookshelf.

He rubbed his eyes and turned his head back, only to find that the suitcase he had been placing was actually a bookshelf full of books.

He was sitting on the wooden floor, and there was no longer any sound of metal friction or squeezing around him.

"This……"

This sudden change completely confused him. He stood up in confusion, only to find that he had unknowingly come to a huge library. There were bookshelves that stretched to the limit all around him. In the middle of the library stood a reading table that was covered in dust.

"This is where?"

He walked around the library in confusion but couldn't find the exit.

“I can’t get out…”

He thought he would be safe after escaping from room 0122, but now he found himself in this strange library. He didn't know what was going on for a moment and sat at the reading table for a long time.

The bright light in the library shone on him, and he noticed that his body had turned into a black shadow.

“When did it change?”

He recalled his previous experience and it quickly came to his mind.

"While I was reading?"

It seemed that his body became what it is now when he was reading the book "From the Shadow", so after waking up from the book, he did not feel any hunger or thirst.

The lighting in the residential area was too dim, and he had not noticed it before.

"In the end what happened?"

The experiences during this period have completely exceeded his understanding, and his thoughts have become confused. The fantasies that appeared when he was reading and his current situation made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Martial arts novels, old predecessors, a shadowy body...what happened was too magical. His brain had completely crashed and he had no idea what to do.

Just like that, he sat at the table for a long time. The lights in the library were always on, and it was quiet. The huge bookshelf seemed to stand there forever. The densely packed books hid countless mysteries, waiting to be explored.

He thought of the ever-changing "Shadow Sword Technique" again, and countless shadows overlapped with him.

Sometimes he turned into an old senior, sometimes he turned into the strange doctor, sometimes he turned into his superior, and sometimes he turned into a vague black shadow.

"Who am I?"

A vague memory came to my mind. He seemed to be in room 0123, flipping through books on the bookshelf. His hands were covered with wrinkles and he looked like an old man.

In the blink of an eye, he was back at the fortress's core, issuing orders to his former self to go to Residential Area Zero and persuade the people there to move out as soon as possible.

The people in Residential Area No. 0 suddenly turned into flickering shadows, appearing and disappearing from time to time. The pipes were squeezed, and the sparks from the friction of the metal ignited a huge fire. The flames rose higher and higher until they turned into a wall of fire that shot up into the sky.

The wall of fire wrapped around him and burned him to charcoal, but his body was constantly recovering. The pain and the itching of his flesh caused by the healing continued to torture him, and he could only keep escaping...

"The patrol was wiped out, but why is he still alive?"

"The function of the relic... Besides, he is not human."

"What is he?"

"Shadow, he just pretends to be a human..."

"What does he want to do? Does he want to replace us?"

"No, he himself doesn't know what he wants to do. He just imitates others. After learning one thing, he goes to learn another. He keeps learning from others. How can he know who he is? Even if he knows, he will forget it quickly. He lives in the shadows and will not have a good end..."

A vague sound reached his ears, and he didn't know whether it was his past memory or the sound transformed from the words in the book "From the Shadow".

It was unclear who the voice belonged to. It sounded like an old senior reciting beside him, or like several strangers... "Hey... who is it? Is it that important?"

……

He woke up from his reading table in a daze.

It turned out that he had fallen asleep on the table because he was too tired.

The things I just dreamed about also became blurry.

I have completely forgotten what was true or false, and I only remember that I had a dream.

Dreams are like this, you don’t remember what you should remember, but you remember clearly what you shouldn’t remember.

He shook his head and slowly accepted the current situation.

"At least... you're still alive, right?"

Although this library is closed and the body has become this strange shape, he will not die after all.

At worst, I can just stay in this library until someone comes to rescue me...

……

However, I don’t know how many years passed since I waited.

I flipped through the books on the bookshelf one by one.

He also gradually got used to his body.

He wiped the reading table clean and picked a few books to read in his spare time. His life was very relaxing, but his concept of time became increasingly vague.

The library always looks the same, without the change of day or night, and he has no way to tell time.

Just like this, year after year, day after day, until Mo Ling arrived...

"I am familiar with everything in the library. Although the light from the mirror was very subtle, I noticed it immediately after it shone on me..."

"Can you tell me now? What are you? Are you sent by humans to save me?"

The dark shadow asked Mo Ling anxiously, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

But this is understandable. He has been lonely for too long and has been trapped in this unchanging library for such a long time. He must be extremely anxious when he finally meets a "kindred spirit" who can communicate in human language.

But Mo Ling was still on guard. He thought for a moment and wrote a few words on the electronic screen:
"I'm from the Pipe Fortress."

"I came to you because I saw the reminder you wrote on the donated relics, but I don't know how to get out now."

"Can you tell me where this place is?"

In order to dispel the black shadow's suspicion, Mo Ling temporarily hid his identity and took this opportunity to ask the black shadow questions.

The black shadow once again caught the electronic screen that was transmitted in front of him and looked at the content on it carefully.

He didn't have much doubt. After thinking for a moment, he began to explain:

"This is still a pipeline fortress, but it is a pipeline fortress beyond perception. The library is a kind of concrete aggregation of knowledge."

"Think of the Conduit Fortress as the husk wreckage, and the library as the remaining soul of the creature, filled with the knowledge collected by the dead creature."

"But the structure of knowledge is very complex. The library is just an entrance. Through this entrance, you can enter a deeper level of knowledge, that is, each book. These interrelated books will spontaneously materialize into a world for storing knowledge."

"We are now in the world of Tianjin Mountain. The creatures, plants, natural environment, physical laws, etc. here are all the embodiment of a certain book. They are integrated here, balanced with each other, and combined into a 'world' that can operate on its own."

Having said that, the black shadow suddenly changed the subject and pointed at the vines in the red mist.

"But, that thing is not..."

(End of this chapter)