I'm trapped in a cube

For some reason, when the voice spoke calmly, Zhou Chao could feel a sense of helplessness and loss.

That was not directed at him, but a sigh for the current situation.

Zhou Chao was stunned. Just as the voice said, he was always on guard against these light spots and sounds, always divided into camps, and always had to distinguish between enemies and friends. He could not completely trust these light spots that wrapped around him.

And of course he could not let go of the barriers in his heart.

"You can listen carefully to everyone's troubles. You don't need to empathize or share them. You just need to listen."

After the voice finished this sentence, it returned to calm.

The starlight squeezed together, and the consciousness in the glass ball shell vibrated. Zhou Chao suddenly realized that he had never carefully understood these light spots.

These light spots are consciousnesses, and perhaps they were once lives. Why do they gather here?

Zhou Chao's heart loosened a little, and he also felt a memory.

This memory comes from a tiny light spot not far away. The consciousness of that light spot is pure and simple, and there is no defense. It can easily feel everything about it.

...

Activated soil is the most common type of activated creature on this sky island.

And this memory comes from a ball of activated soil.

That light spot is also the consciousness of a ball of activated soil.

As the voice said, any consciousness has troubles, and activated soil certainly has troubles.

It was born in a forest full of wars, and its daily life is to fight with various activated creatures.

The activated trees will turn the soil out of the earth, the activated air will gather together to form a tornado, rolling up everything on the ground, and those more terrible activated creatures will erode them silently.

Activated light, activated darkness, activated corruption...

Since their birth, activated creatures have been in endless struggles. Their active consciousness needs to be vented, and they want to destroy other "living things" to understand where their "activity" comes from.

Just like a baby touching a mirror for the first time, they look at the "living things" in the mirror, not knowing what they are, but their consciousness is stimulated by the same resonance, and they understand what "self" is.

The living things attack other living things just to find themselves.

They cannot understand their own existence and do not know what they are.

They do not have mirrors either, so they can only curiously stretch out their clumsy hands to those things that are also "active".

They do not know the specific strength, what is "touch", and what is "destruction".

The war started and never stopped.

The activated soil was in pain. It did not know why it wanted to fight, and did not know what the meaning of fighting all day was.

So, it has been looking for a way to end the war.

Until it came to the Starlight Forest.

It squirmed its body and wandered in the starlight, letting those light spots fall on itself, and its consciousness also entered the ocean of consciousness with the infinitely attractive starlight.

It was here that it encountered other light spots, and only then did it know that they were all the same thing.

No matter what the body is, whether it is activated soil or activated trees, their inner parts are just a piece of consciousness.

Cats and mice, birds and insects, are just cages of consciousness.

Their bodies fight because of the instinct of living things, and destroy each other because of the confusion of activated things, but their consciousness does not have hatred.

If you can empathize, how can there be any hatred?

Two points of light converge together, which is a new consciousness. They are twin sisters who are indistinguishable from you and me. They embrace each other, and the same thoughts rise at the same time in different points of light.

At the same time, implementing the same will, when the body is abandoned, the points of consciousness gather into the galaxy, and the stars hold hands and connect into a dazzling galaxy. How can there be any war at that time?

The activated soil abandoned its body at the first time.

It buried its body under the starlight and placed it under the roots of its original enemy, the activated wood.

The original enemy held hands and wandered in the galaxy.

And the bodies that were originally fighting to the death were also bathed in the starlight peacefully.

Those bodies are like clothes that anyone can wear. They are suspended above the galaxy, sharing their troubles with countless stars and spreading their desires to the far end of the galaxy. In this way, they can always maintain inner peace and have no desires.

At this time, it is no longer living soil.

It is a member of the stars, a light point of consciousness, and a part of the brilliant galaxy.

There are no enemies, no wars, no troubles...

...

The thoughts and ideas of the light point impact Zhou Chao's heart.

"Why should we distinguish between camps and distinguish between you and me? Wouldn't it be great to turn into stars together?"

He could feel that this was not some kind of deception, but the real experience and thoughts of the light point.

It selflessly shared its memories with Zhou Chao, not to convince him or seduce him, but simply to tell Zhou Chao:

"This is what I think."

It is not easy to feel the same way. The light did not force Zhou Chao to accept its ideas, but Zhou Chao was still inevitably shocked by those thoughts.

The sharing of emotions made Zhou Chao unusually calm, but calmness was not a good thing. Zhou Chao felt that he had lost his vigilance against danger.

He almost let go of the barriers in his heart and embraced a deeper resonance, but fortunately he stopped it in time.

With the sharing of emotions, thinking will become dull, and many newly-arising ideas will be divided by the light spots before they have time to think.

"The ability to think independently has been affected." Zhou Chao realized this accurately.

Because of the troubles of war, people will think about how to end the war.

Because of the torture of hunger, people will think about how to get food.

Difficulties will bring thinking, and thinking will give birth to consciousness.

And the light spots share the troubles, making the consciousness slow to respond to all stimuli, which will only make the ability to think independently weaker and weaker.

After realizing this, Zhou Chao's defenses tightened a bit.

"Too dangerous."

Just now, he almost completely let go of the barriers and completely merged with those consciousnesses...

Zhou Chao felt a little scared, and he no longer dared to understand other light spots, and completely closed himself up.

At this moment, the voice sounded again, sounding very lost.

"Have you chosen to continue to be closed?"

Zhou Chao did not answer, he no longer believed what the voice said.

"Why?" the voice asked.

Zhou Chao still didn't want to answer.

However, not long after, the voice seemed to sense what Zhou Chao was thinking and sighed: "So that's it, do you want independent will?"

"I used to think so too, I thought the stars existed one by one..."

The voice muttered and began to say some incredible words again.