I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 696 Firewood
"Do creatures without desires really exist?" Mo Ling had deep doubts in his heart.

Isn’t the birth of living things due to the desire for “survival”?
Under suitable conditions, small molecular organic compounds such as amino acids and fatty acids further combine into more complex macromolecular organic substances such as proteins and nucleic acids.

Later, these macromolecules continued to evolve and produced multi-molecular systems with complex structures that could continuously renew themselves, thus giving rise to primitive life.

The original "purpose" of these primitive lives was to "continue to exist".

This is the most basic "desire to survive".

Replication, reproduction, evolution... all for the purpose of better survival, better adaptation to the environment, and resistance to natural destruction.

All subsequent desires are based on the extension of the desire to survive.

Power, lust, and money are nothing more than a form of ensuring "survival" and an external extension of the biological desire for survival.

It is precisely because of the constant pursuit of "life" that it can be called a "living" creature.

A creature without desires will not exist and should not exist.

There is only one other possibility...

"A desire is another form of creature, and the desire of that creature will not be burned like a normal creature."

"Yes, you are very smart." The man in red nodded: "As long as it is not firewood, it can be anything else that will not be burned by the red light..."

But, do such creatures really exist? Mo Ling questioned in his heart.

This is just a creature that exists in theory, and desire is another form of it. It sounds simple, but how can such a creature exist in reality?
Moreover, even if there was, why would that creature descend upon Hongguang City? This was just a corner of the fifth layer of the abyss. Although the red light was dazzling, it could not extend infinitely in the endless darkness and could only attract nearby life.

If we wait here in vain, there is a greater possibility that we will wait until the whole city is swallowed by the red light and still not see such a creature.

"If that creature showed up, what would they do?"

"You don't have to do anything... The red light will continue to burn the desire of that creature, constantly raising the temperature of the desire, which will also consume the energy of the red light itself. As long as the desire cannot burn, the red light will consume itself, thus suppressing the spread of the red light."

"What happens after that?"

"After that? Just treat that creature as a 'stabilizer'. Every time the red light rages, throw it into the dance floor and consume the energy of the red light." The man in red spread his hands and said something heartless.

"Don't care what that creature thinks?"

"Who cares what it thinks?" the man in red asked.

This time, Mo Ling was also stunned. He still overestimated the degree of good and evil of these city people.

"They might just tie the creature up on the dance floor and protect it in an iron cage, and then let the 'stabilizer' take effect every time the red light strikes."

"Or, you could cut off its head, soak it in a nutrient jar, and hang it on a rope in the middle of the dance floor. It would have the same effect."

"Also, you can use the relic to preserve the creature's thoughts, so that it can live forever in a false world. This way, it will be a little 'happier'."

"Well... Actually, there is another possibility. That is, they will copy many identical creatures. Every time the red light rages, they will throw one in as a consumable and raise the rest. This way, they can ensure that no accidents will occur."

"..."

The man in red mentioned many methods, and Mo Ling's hair stood on end: "Are they so cruel?"

"Cruel? You think they are human, right? They are not human. They are a dark race that has wandered in the dark night for countless years. Killing and blood are the marks engraved in their souls."

"They don't talk about humanitarianism. They don't have the concept of 'compassion' in their minds, let alone for a foreign race they have never met."

The words of the red-clothed man shattered Mo Ling's fantasy. He originally thought that those races had the same order as humans, and he even empathized with their pursuit of light. Now it seems that his understanding of the abyss is not deep enough. Thinking of this, he looked at the red-clothed man again, and the red-clothed man also noticed Mo Ling's scrutiny.

"Look at what I'm doing. I'm a human being, just like what you saw in the Pipeline Fortress. I have humanitarianism and humanistic care. I'm different from those dark races."

"No." Mo Ling shook his head: "I just think that it's hard for you to stay here alone..."

Hearing Mo Ling's words, the man in red was stunned.

He stood there, unable to recover from Mo Ling's words for a long time.

"Why... do you feel this way?" he asked in a daze.

Mo Ling thought about it. He didn't quite understand why he felt this way, but he could indeed sense the fatigue of the man in red. After hesitating for a moment, he answered uncertainly, "Because you want to pretend that you have never seen the light."

After Mo Ling answered, the man in red froze again.

Heavy red snow fell between the two of them, and flickering red light kept sweeping outside the alley, dyeing everything they saw with a fiery red. Rainbow City was still as "lively" as ever, but the two of them calmed down after a long time.

Mo Ling stood there blankly, his square head looking straight ahead.

There was a constant flicker in the red-clothed man's eyes, and the metallic luster was reflected in his dark eyeballs.

In this way, the two looked at each other for a long time, and the man in red finally recovered from his trance.

He sighed and used his hands to catch the falling red snow. The spots of light hit his hands and then bounced to the ground like marbles.

"Sometimes, I think you really look like a human... You can speak human language, you look similar to humans, and you come from the Pipeline Fortress. If you say you are a human wearing a metal mask, maybe I will believe you..."

"Really?" Mo Ling took a step forward excitedly: "I am a human wearing a metal mask."

The man in red, who had just come to his senses, was stunned again. After a while, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I believe it, I believe it..."

He tilted his head back, a faint gleam of light flashing in the corners of his eyes.

He quickly raised his hand and wiped it with the sleeve of his coat.

Under the flickering red light, a faint water stain appeared on the coat, which quickly faded away in the cold snow.

"Do you really believe it?"

"letter."

"Why do I feel like you are coaxing me..."

"I really believe it."

Seeing that the man in red still looked unconvinced, Mo Ling took out a can of Coke from the cube and handed it to him.

"I believe it now."

The man in red widened his eyes, looked at Coke, and then at Mo Ling.

Instead of taking the Coke, he directly grabbed Mo Ling's hand.

"You come with me!"

(End of this chapter)