I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1032 Black and White

"You have been in the banquet hall for quite some time, right?"

"When you first came here, you were like this, divided into countless individuals, wandering aimlessly on this mossy ground."

"Carnivores don't hunt, termites don't build nests, bees don't collect honey... If you don't follow your individual instincts, why do you maintain your individual form?"

"I gave you a choice: either obey your individual desires or evolve completely into a cluster, but you chose to stay in this state of neither end. I really don't understand. What do you want?"

"If you have any grand plans, you can just bring them up. The hotel will help you, and I will help you too. We have never been enemies."

"However, your refusal to communicate, your occupation of the banquet hall, and your driving away of other guests have seriously affected the operation of the hotel."

"I won't give in to you every time. If you continue to be stubborn, you will be kicked out of the hotel in the end."

"As the manager of the banquet hall, I still have some power and can fight for your chance of survival. If the hotel really intervenes here, you will not be given any chance."

The waiter looked at the mycelium in the air and persuaded them in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

But all it got in response was endless silence.

The flesh is wriggling and the mycelium is spreading, but there is not a single formal response.

Seeing this situation, the waiter could only sigh helplessly.

The black cover on his body suddenly began to flash, and the black energy that was originally very close to his body suddenly began to dissipate evenly.

As the cover expanded, the black energy began to destroy everything it touched. The moss on the ground was completely removed, and even the cypress floor was burned to ashes.

The waiter stood in the cover, and the cover floated in the void. The air flow rushed out through the big hole in the ground, causing a gust of wind. All the broken flesh and mycelium around were sucked into it, falling into the void and disappearing without a trace.

The thick moss on the ground was also instantly blown up, and after being destroyed into pieces by the black cover, it fell into the big hole.

Despite making such a big noise, the waiter still didn't stop.

He stretched out his palm and pushed forward. The cover suddenly expanded a little bit and spread out to the surroundings. The black energy that initially only covered him seemed to have found a breakthrough and surged violently to the surroundings.

In less than a moment, the waiter's original position had turned into a terrifying sphere. It was pitch black inside and energy was surging, as if all the dark clouds in the sky were compressed inside, with lightning and thunder.

But this is not the end. The sphere is still getting bigger. When the smooth edge touches the ground, it first destroys the thick layer of moss, then directly swallows up the cypress ground, and finally extends directly into the void.

The sphere grew larger and larger, wrapping up everything around it.

No matter whether it is flesh or mycelium, no matter how hard it resists, once it enters the sphere, it will be devoured by endless energy until nothing is left.

"I don't care what you are thinking. If you affect the normal operation of the hotel, you must be punished. Otherwise, you must show enough strength to defeat me and then fight against other employees of the hotel."

"I've given you a chance. If this is all you can do, then let it all end."

Cold words came from the sphere, and at the same time, the edge exploded again, swallowing up most of the mycelium in the sky.

Those swaying hyphae, no matter how tough they were, were just normal cell structures. How could they resist that terrifying energy? They could only curl up and gather to the other side, trying not to confront the sphere head-on.

But the ball completely guessed what the mycelium was thinking. "You can't hide. My energy is enough to cover the entire banquet hall. By then, you and everything you bring will be completely eliminated, and the banquet hall will slowly return to its original state."

The sphere expanded again as it spoke.

Just as he said, the energy within it did not slow down due to its expansion, but instead became even more violent.

The previous form seemed to have simply suppressed the spread of energy.

Now, this is their true appearance.

After hearing what the ball said, the hyphae stopped where they were and stopped running away.

"Oh? You finally heard me? You stopped pretending? If you knew this would make you listen, I should have done it a long time ago."

The edge of the sphere continued to spread, and after pausing for a moment, the hyphae began to move again.

They no longer waved their arms wantonly, but collapsed softly, returning to the scattered flesh and blood. Some of them penetrated into the mossy ground to prevent the flesh and blood from being swept away by the violent airflow.

The remaining part began to gather towards an open space. The small worm-like clusters of mycelium gathered into the size of snakes, and then gathered together to become a larger cluster.

Soon, a pool of "white mud" appeared on the open space.

But the mycelium did not stop gathering and continued to drill into the white mud. At the same time, the white mud seemed to be constantly wriggling and shrinking, becoming smaller and smaller in size and more and more dense.

Obviously, more and more mycelium were gathering together, but the white mud was shrinking into a small puddle.

Then, a ball suddenly appeared on the small pool of white mud. The ball suddenly jumped to a height of one person and turned into a cylinder. Uneven mycelium bundles quickly extended from the cylinder, tied together, and twisted into a strange shape...

As more and more hyphae gathered in the open space, the white cylinder gradually took on a specific shape.

It turned out to be a person!

That man looked exactly like the waiter.

The familiar waiter uniform and slicked-back hair make it easy to identify him. Although the face is still a little incomplete, the outline can be seen.

The mycelium was still gathering towards the "white waiter", and the silk threads were entangled, compressing the volume of each mycelium in a constantly binding and twisting manner. The density of the "white waiter" was also increasing, and a white luster similar to "ceramic" began to appear on the surface of its body.

These hyphae imitate the shape of the waiter while constantly compressing, using powerful internal torque to make their own material tougher.

It is no longer a mortal body, but a highly compressed fibrous body. Each hyphae is using weak force to maintain stability. Countless hyphae gather together to form an unprecedented high-strength material.

This is not the end yet. As more and more mycelium grows on this "white waiter", it will become tougher.

While continuing to gather mycelium, the "white waiter" slowly took a step forward.

It is adapting to its own strength, to this powerful body.

Just as the waiter had said before, at this moment, the mycelium, having abandoned its “individuality”, began to formally exert the power of “cluster”.

(End of this chapter)