I'm trapped in a cube

Mo Ling knew that what he saw was not the complete form of the vine.

This might be just a corner of its body. Even if it has dried up, it does not prove that the entire vine is dead.

"Perhaps, this is just a part of it that has fallen off..."

And the vine that appeared in the Tianjin Mountain world might be an extension of another part. The tiny vines in the jelly might also be the living part.

While thinking, Mo Ling controlled the cube to slowly float forward and approach the edge of the dry vine.

Countless debris was floating, and white spots of light passed over the surface of the cube.

There were many more spots of light here, and when they passed through the cube, they looked like a twinkling galaxy, which looked very beautiful, but Mo Ling did not have the mind to appreciate the beautiful scenery at this time.

His vision probed into the dry vine, and he wanted to check whether the dry vine was really dead.

But unexpectedly, he saw a scene that shocked him...

I saw that the thick tendrils were densely packed with eyeballs of different sizes!

And these eyeballs, like the vines, have completely lost their moisture and are completely shriveled.

Although they are no longer recognizable, Mo Ling can still tell that these shriveled "raisins" are the eyeballs of living things!

"They are all eyes, the vines are full of eyes!"

Mo Ling was stunned on the spot, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"And they are not the eyes of the same creature, each eye is different!"

Fish, birds, reptiles, and many others can't be distinguished at all. These eyes have been shriveled to the point where the original structure can't be seen, but Mo Ling can still see that these eyes come from many different creatures.

"Why are these eyes in the vines?"

Did it collect them on purpose?

Or is its internal structure like this?

Mo Ling looked at those eyes, and a chill rose in his heart. He seemed to see those shriveled eyes staring at him, examining him with a cold and indifferent look that saw through everything, without any emotion.

Dense eyes shot out from all directions, piercing his heart, but when he looked carefully, he only saw dry eyes, no eyes at all.

"Why is it like this? Where are the eyes?"

Mo Ling was a little numbed by those eyes, and quickly retracted his vision. After a while, he looked out again.

This time, although he could still feel those thorny eyes, Mo Ling had adapted a lot.

Looking at these eyes, he suddenly thought of something familiar.

It was the pattern he saw in the synchronization channel before entering the fourth layer of the abyss -

"Crawling Eye."

"It was that evil god, the vine evil god who plundered eyes..." Mo Ling immediately recalled it.

"Because of the defect of perception, the vine as a plant began to plunder the eyes of other creatures. It created countless companion vines, invaded other races, and seized the perception of those races..."

The illusory records and strange patterns can actually correspond to reality.

"Isn't this a myth?"

Mo Ling couldn't believe it, and kept recalling the record of the "Climbing Eye".

However, the more he recalled, the more he felt that the evil god recorded in the creeping eye pattern was very similar to the vine he saw.

"Countless companion vines, roots extending wantonly, and these dense eyes..."

All this proves that the dry vine that Mo Ling saw is the vine evil god in the record.

"So, the reason why the vine invaded the world in the book and caused unrest everywhere is to obtain eyes?"

"Or is it that its thinking is no longer limited and has begun to obtain other perceptions?"

Mo Ling thought about it carefully and found that the behavior of the vine did not seem to be just plundering.

It seems that it is still "selecting".

"Provoking a war is to select the strongest, and causing unrest is also to make those races stronger...Does it only need the eyes of the strong, so it has to eliminate all the weak?"

"Why does it do this? Has its eyes reached the upper limit and must choose the best?"

Mo Ling thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure it out.

Obviously, it is such a powerful evil god, why doesn't it choose the eyes by itself, but hides in the clouds timidly and interferes with the world process by creating creatures?

Moreover, judging from what happened in the gunpowder world, the vines seem to have other intentions.

"It is impossible to plunder eyes from metal life and gaseous life?"

Its actions are different from those recorded.

But Mo Ling also knows that he can't use a myth story summarized by humans as a basis for judgment. There must be a deeper reason for these powerful creatures in the abyss to do something...

Mo Ling thought of the background of the myth story again: the theory of perception evolution.

"Perception determines wisdom. The more you see, the higher your wisdom will be."

Many races that are far apart and have never communicated with each other proposed this theory at the same time, and drew a vine eye pattern that can explain this theory.

Mo Ling vaguely felt that the behavior of the vines was also related to this theory.

It may have found a special way to improve its perception and wisdom without plundering.

Or, after the vine evil god's wisdom reached a certain level, he suddenly realized that he no longer agreed with the theory of perception evolution, but took another path.

Looking at the shriveled eyeballs in the vines, Mo Ling was still full of doubts.

How did these dry remains stay?

"Is it left after being defeated when invading other creatures?"

"Or did the vines realize that the theory of perception evolution is wrong, so they abandoned the redundancy of perception?"

In the endless darkness, light debris continued to float out, and these debris flowed into the unknown like a river.

This wreckage was sleeping here with a huge mystery, and what was it waiting for?

Just when Mo Ling's thoughts were confused, the black shadow close to the block suddenly came with a faint voice.

The voice was extremely small, like a mosquito or fly. If it weren't for the silence of this dark area, Mo Ling would not have noticed it at all.

Not only that, the texture of the sound also became very strange.

The shadow's original voice sounded like a young man, but now it sounded like a child talking...

"Leave here quickly... Go back the same way, quickly, quickly..."

The voice was a little unclear and intermittent, but it was still audible that the shadow was trying his best to persuade Mo Ling to leave.

Seeing that Mo Ling was unmoved, the shadow seemed to become very anxious.

"Can't stay here any longer..."

"Don't care what you see, go quickly, go back... This is..."

"Yuan Kong."