I'm trapped in a cube

When the red light flashed, Mo Ling was also shaken back to reality.

Looking more carefully, where is the steel giant burning with flames? Where are the intersecting tracks?

There is only dead smoke and a mess of charred earth.

"What on earth did I see?"

Is that true?

Why can I see such a picture in this jelly?

Mo Ling didn't know whether it was an illusion or the real future. The various tracks outside the jelly were still extending. If he continued to look, the tracks would intersect again.

Mo Ling didn't want to immerse himself again, so he had to retract his vision...

Everything around him seemed very calm. The transparent jelly was squirming and slowly sending the block to the center.

The black shadow close to the block seemed to suddenly become silent. I don't know what happened.

"Isn't it said that jelly is a kind of channel? Why don't I feel like I'm being teleported."

Some strange splicing objects kept floating by the block. Before these objects touched the block, they would be squeezed by the jelly and sent to other places, as if they were deliberately avoiding the block.

Just like that, slowly, the cube sank to the center of the jelly.

However, the jelly did not stop, and continued to send the cube to another direction.

At the same time, everything outside the jelly changed again.

The world filled with gunpowder smoke seemed to be cut by a huge blade, and countless lights and shadows changed at the incision, while on the other side of the incision, there was endless darkness.

The incision continued to spread, appearing in various places in the world of gunpowder smoke, cutting the picture into small pieces like puzzles, and then filling them up again with colorful pieces.

At this time, Mo Ling looked out, as if looking at a broken TV screen, with different pictures on each screen.

In those pictures, there were also the same tracks as the world of gunpowder smoke, sometimes flashing, sometimes extinguished, and sometimes black and white or colorful stripes appeared and flashed by.

Mo Ling even saw the edges of those fragments crossing the words like book pages, like some kind of flowing screen, the huge fonts were twisted into strange shapes by the irregular edges of the fragments, and then squirmed into some incomprehensible language.

Something that looked like a living thing was climbing on the edge of the fragments, drilling around, and then disappearing after a flash.

"It's so messy..."

At this moment, Mo Ling had only one feeling in his heart: chaos.

There were meaningless splicing everywhere, and everything he saw was broken into pieces and combined together without any rules. There was no connection between them, and the combined picture was also illogical:

The smoke filled the sea water.

The land lay across the blue sky.

The clouds turned into shadows reflected in the rainbow.

The rugged rocks rolled on the water...

This bizarre world was full of tracks, but these tracks were mixed into messy lines, as if someone was holding a paintbrush and randomly painting on the broken glass. A gust of wind blew, and the glass shards flew everywhere, glittering, but meaningless.

The cube was gradually pushed to the other end of the jelly. Mo Ling was still immersed in the strange picture, and suddenly felt that the cube was entangled by something.

He quickly retracted his sight, only to find a thin vine wrapped around the block.

The vine was struggling to pull the block out, but it was powerless.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Ling temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​resistance. He wanted to see where the vine wanted to pull him.

It seemed that the vine found that it could not pull the block, so it called for help.

Many small vines appeared in the jelly at the same time, tied up the block, and pulled it to one side with their combined strength.

The vines did not care about the black shadow attached to one side of the block, but passed through it directly.

In this way, the block and the black shadow were brought to the edge of the jelly together.

The vines pushed hard and pushed the block and the black shadow out directly.

The strange fragments around disappeared directly, and Mo Ling found himself in a silent darkness, but there were some white glowing dots floating in the darkness, scattered everywhere in the darkness.

"Where is this?" Mo Ling floated in the air, a little confused.

The jelly behind the block did not disappear, but stayed there quietly. If Mo Ling wanted to return, he could just go in again.

But now Mo Ling was very curious about why those vines brought him here.

So, he planned to explore here for a while.

Mo Ling looked at the black shadow that was close to the block and found that its condition seemed a little strange. Since it stuck to the block, it had no reaction, as if it had really become the "shadow" of the block.

"Never mind..."

Mo Ling remembered the position of the jelly and controlled the block to fly into the depths of darkness.

After being hit by the block, those white dots floated away gently, very lightly. Mo Ling wanted to send one in to see, but was worried about causing unnecessary consequences, so he gave up the idea.

Fortunately, it didn't fly far before Mo Ling found a familiar thing in his field of vision - vines.

It was still the same giant vine that I had seen at Tianjin Mountain, but the vines here seemed to have lost all vitality. The originally thick tendrils became wrinkled and shrunk, as if they were completely dehydrated, no longer stretched, and dried up into a ball.

At the same time, debris continued to float off the surface of the vines.

Mo Ling then realized that the scattered white glowing dots around were the debris from the dry vine.

"What is this? Seeds? Or just corpse debris?"

Mo Ling slowly manipulated the cube to move closer.

While observing the scattered white debris, he looked at the huge dry vine.

As he got closer and closer to the vine, Mo Ling realized that the vine he had just seen was just a small root, and at the end of the root, it was connected to the real body.

At the farthest point that his vision could reach, Mo Ling felt a "wall".

A huge wall standing in the darkness.

But a closer look revealed that it was not a wall at all, but a dry skin.

"That's the body of the vine!"

Perhaps, it's not the body at all...but a higher level of roots. Under the endless darkness, there may be a thicker trunk!

"Is what I have touched just the tip of the iceberg?"

Mo Ling couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. What a terrible creature he was facing.

Fortunately, now this terrible creature is only a dried-up shell.

Even the corpse is constantly disintegrating and turning into debris all over the sky.

But if the vine is dead, then what is in the world of Tianjin Mountain?

"Or is it that only part of it is dead? And the other part is still alive?"