I'm trapped in a cube

Mo Ling did not go to the island immediately, but began to look for the traces of the red-clothed man and the sheep-headed man.

However, the light of the orange sea covered everything, and the distance had become completely blurred, and Mo Ling did not find them nearby.

"Where did they go?"

They had clearly arrived here one after another, but now they disappeared.

There was no way, Mo Ling could only fly towards the orange island first...

The wrinkled orange rose and fell in the soda full of bubbles, and the waves hit the orange, making the orange island sway.

Mo Ling landed on the edge of the orange island with a strange sense of déjà vu.

Stepping on the wrinkled coast, it was a bit soft, just like stepping on orange peel.

After arriving on the island, Mo Ling found that the island was much larger than it looked in the sky. The edge could not be seen from a distance. In the middle was a tall orange mountain range, which was lower and lower as it went to the edge. The whole island was hemispherical, and it really looked like an orange floating in soda, with only the upper half exposed.

The island was empty, and the ground was very flat. There was no sand or stone, and no plants.

Mo Ling squatted down, trying to find out if there was anything like "sea sand" on the coast where he was, but when he put his hand on the coast, he was immediately shocked by the strange touch.

"Is it really orange peel?"

Smooth, wrinkled, and a little damp...

The glowing orange sea water hit the shore from time to time, rushed to a high place and slowly fell down. Mo Ling dipped his hand in the glowing liquid and put it in front of himself, and then he smelled the fleeting soda again.

"This shouldn't be an illusion, right?"

He really smelled it, it suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared...

Mo Ling stood up straight in a daze, looking at the sparkling orange sea, and a trace of unreality flashed through his mind.

Why did he suddenly smell the smell of orange soda?

And why did the smell only appear for a "moment"?

This is extremely unreasonable...

This is the fifth layer of the abyss. Although the orange sea looks like orange soda, it can't really be orange soda.

The appearance of smell must follow the process of perception, aggravation, and dissipation. It will not suddenly appear and disappear.

This orange glowing sea reveals strangeness everywhere, and Mo Ling always feels very awkward.

"Before, the red-clothed man said that this sea is flowing to an unknown place. Where is it flowing to?"

Just as Mo Ling was carefully observing the flow of the sea water, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the surroundings. He turned his head and looked beside him.

Beside him, an orange figure had stood there without knowing when!

"When did it appear?"

Mo Ling was so scared that he jumped behind him, while staring at the figure that suddenly appeared.

The figure was like a ball of orange jelly, crystal clear, with clear outlines. He was wearing human clothes, but they were also made of orange jelly, and looked like a casual suit...

The jelly man was standing on the beach, staring blankly at the sea. When he found that Mo Ling suddenly jumped away, he slowly turned his head and stared at Mo Ling with his cold orange eyes.

With his lips slightly opened, the jelly man uttered a very standard human language.

"You found me."

The very standard broadcasting tone, like a news anchor, coupled with the stiff movements, Mo Ling felt his hair stand up instantly.

"Who are you?" Mo Ling asked vigilantly.

"Who I am depends on how you think. What you see me as is what I am." The jelly man continued to say an inexplicable sentence in the broadcasting tone.

"What do you mean?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

"My appearance is determined by your senses. You have to trust your senses."

"My senses? In my senses, you are an orange jelly man."

"Human? Is that a creature?" The jelly man tilted his head and asked.

It doesn't know what a human is? Mo Ling was a little surprised and immediately asked: "Aren't you in human form now? Don't you know what a human is?"

"Of course I don't know. My shape is determined by your senses. In my opinion, I am not what you said."

Mo Ling was stunned. He tried to understand the jelly man's words, but was confused.

The jelly man looked at Mo Ling's reaction and understood his doubts.

"You came from somewhere else..."

"Yes."

"Then I understand." The jelly man nodded, and suddenly took out a shell from somewhere and handed it to Mo Ling.

"What do you think this is?"

Mo Ling looked at it carefully for a while and replied: "Shell."

"Shell? What is that?" It stuffed the shell into Mo Ling's hand.

Mo Ling raised the shell and observed it more carefully under the light of the sea. It was indeed a shell.

"This is a stone." The jelly man suddenly said.

"Stone?" Mo Ling looked at the shell in his hand, tapped it with his hand, and looked at the jelly man in disbelief.

Isn't this referring to a shell as a stone?

"In my opinion, it is a stone." The jelly man explained seriously in his extremely formal broadcasting voice: "You think it is a shell, I think it is a stone."

"Why is this so?"

"Our senses are different, just like the blind man touching an elephant. If you touch the ear, you think it's a fan, but if I touch the nose, I think it's a pipe."

Listening to the jelly man's explanation, Mo Ling finally understood that this was a difference caused by perception.

But is there really such a big difference?

Is it the characteristics of this sea that make the sensory differences so obvious?

Thinking of the previous encounter in the red light, Mo Ling suddenly realized that this orange light might also have some special effect.

"Can it amplify the difference in perception? Or can it modify perception?"

Can even language be modified?

The jelly man in front of him didn't even know what "human" was, but he knew the allusion of "the blind man touching an elephant". Is it because the language was modified to the point where they could understand each other?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling hurriedly asked the jelly man in front of him: "What language are you speaking?"

"Orange Island language." The jelly man answered without hiding anything.

It seems to be true. It is obviously speaking another language, but it has been "corrected" into a language that Mo Ling can understand.

Is this also a difference in senses?

"Why did you suddenly appear here?" Mo Ling continued to ask.

"I didn't suddenly appear, I have always been here." The jelly man replied calmly.

"Then why didn't I find you?"

Mo Ling clearly remembered that when he came here, the coast was empty and there was nothing around him.

"Because..." The jelly man suddenly walked forward, pointed at Mo Ling's eyes and said: "My information is still being compiled and has not been transmitted to your senses. To you, I am 'empty' and do not exist."