I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1043 Lost Shadow
After the person sitting in the main seat said "I am human too", suddenly, the entire conference room began to shake violently.

Mo Ling originally thought that the conference room was attacked by terrorists, but the researchers sitting at the conference table remained calm.

"It's not the conference room that's shaking, it's the screening room!"

Mo Ling was so engrossed in watching the "videotape" that he almost forgot it was all fake.

The little black dog at my feet was still barking, and the light and shadows around me had begun to collapse.

The originally solid image suddenly seemed to be shattered and exploded into countless double images. Each "fragment" looked extremely similar to the original, but some had lost their color, some textures became blurred, some became rough pixels, and some turned into a black shadow with only an outline.

These are the “elements” that form the images just now. As the screening room shakes, these elements are shaken apart and return to the most basic essence of light and shadow.

The original sense of reality was instantly broken, and Mo Ling was instantly pulled out of the immersive meeting and returned to reality.

However, this reality seems a bit distorted.

The "people" in the conference room before gradually began to bend and deform, and no longer looked like human beings. Pixel dust suddenly began to fall in the conference room, like two-dimensional cubes suspended in the air. The scene began to flicker and move. Sometimes the wall became transparent, and sometimes a "piece" of dust fell from the ceiling and hit the ground that was rippling like water waves.

In this ever-changing scene, Mo Ling was surprised to find that the person sitting in the main seat still maintained his original appearance. Although it was blurry and still unclear, the changes around him did not seem to affect him. He sat steadily among the countless collapses, light and shadow passed through his body, and the blurred figure that had been frozen did not change at all.

The light and shadows in the air were like pixel dust falling like snow. The man actually slowly pulled out his chair, stood up in the chaos, and stood among the snow. The incomplete or distorted shadows were squeezed to the outside by his body. He blocked the incoming light beam and obscured the information hidden in the light. The black lines gathered on the outline of his body, but could not get close to him.

His surroundings completely turned into a scene from a "black and white cartoon". Clearly defined black and white lines bloomed from his body, and he became the only "three-dimensional man" in the cartoon, walking slowly towards Mo Ling with steady steps.

Mo Ling's heart sank. He could feel that the man was walking towards him.

Did you see him?
How can the person in the video see the person outside the video?

Mo Ling's body froze. At this moment, he and the person in the main seat became the only two real existences in this distorted light and shadow, standing firm in the constantly collapsing world.

Mo Ling felt it was a little unreal until the man actually walked in front of him.

"Is this real? Or is it a video?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Mo Ling's mind. He wanted to try to talk to the person in front of him, but he was worried that his opening would really break the barrier between reality and illusion. He felt that the person was very close to him, yet infinitely far away. The black outlines of the two people were intertwined in the gaps between the pages of the book. They were obviously characters on different pages, yet there was some kind of close connection between them.

"Have I seen you before?"

Mo Ling couldn't suppress his inner impulse and asked the man in front of him.

Pixel snowflakes floated past his eyes, and some swaying black lines blocked Mo Ling's sight. The man was still so blurry that he could not see his face or eyes clearly. Mo Ling could only look at the glasses he was wearing and feel the other person's non-existent sight.

After asking this question, Mo Ling couldn't help but feel an expectation that shouldn't have appeared in his heart.

"What am I expecting? Am I expecting the person in the video to answer my question? But why do I feel that he will answer?"

The man stood in front of Mo Ling, as if he had heard what he said, or perhaps the accidental pause gave Mo Ling an illusion. But Mo Ling's expectations were ultimately dashed, as the man started walking again, bumping directly into Mo Ling, and then lightly passed through Mo Ling's body...

He seemed to have sucked away Mo Ling's soul. A feeling of weakness surged into Mo Ling's heart, followed by a deep sense of loss.

Mo Ling wanted to look back at the figure that passed by him, but his body was too stiff to turn around. Mo Ling seemed to be able to still feel the breeze raised by the person passing by, but when it blew into his heart, he felt a little more lost.

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it just a person in a video?"

"He said he was a savior from another world... Have I seen him before?"

Several questions flashed through Mo Ling's mind, and then it suddenly became empty.

He had no memory of that figure at all, nor could he see that person's appearance, yet he seemed to be extremely familiar with that person. That sense of familiarity became more and more obvious as that person approached, and reached its peak when it passed through his body. But even after reaching its peak, he still could not recognize who that person was.

I asked, but got no answer.

The figure just left, taking with him countless intertwined lights and shadows. The black lines he left behind were still entangled around Mo Ling. Mo Ling could still feel the familiar aura from that person, but it was getting farther and farther away, and the smell was getting fainter and fainter, until it completely dissipated. The entire world collapsed completely after that person left, turning into phantoms all over the sky.

Snow fell lightly, and Mo Ling felt a hint of coldness. He seemed to have lost something, but he couldn't remember anything. It was as if he had forgotten to bring his keys when he went out. He touched his pocket and found the keys were still there. But he seemed to have forgotten to close the door after taking two steps. He turned around and saw that the door was tightly closed...

It seems like I have forgotten, but it also seems like I haven’t forgotten.

It seems lost, but also seems not lost.

Mo Ling stood blankly "outside the door", trying to eliminate the ever-present feeling of loss in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, the deep-rooted "obsessive-compulsive disorder" could not be cured.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The little black dog at his feet was still barking at Mo Ling.

Seeing that Mo Ling didn't respond, it rubbed Mo Ling's legs hurriedly again.

Feeling that furry sensation, Mo Ling finally came out of his trance a little.

"What's wrong?" He looked at the puppy at his feet.

The puppy had begun to bar its teeth, as if it wanted to lead him somewhere. Mo Ling was still in a daze at this time, and when he saw the puppy's look, he didn't think much about it and just followed it blankly.

The light and shadows around him had completely turned into chaotic pixel dust. Not even a complete scene existed. Mo Ling followed the puppy in the flickering halo for a long time. He felt a little dizzy before he heard a familiar voice coming from the front.

It's from Lilo and Omega Zero...

(End of this chapter)