I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1090 Dark Border
Mo Ling never imagined that only half a year later, he would already be standing on the edge of the abyss.

Stepping into this familiar yet unfamiliar city, the prosperity of the past keeps appearing before my eyes, but those images are divided into unfamiliar shadows by scattered cracks.

"If I remember correctly, this place used to be Huatian Square. I even ran here before."

"That building in the distance should be the Baiming Shopping Center. How come it didn't collapse? But it seems to have been converted into other uses now."

"The road has been repaved, and the gravel and debris should have been cleared away long ago. This was originally supposed to be Zhongyang Road, but has it now been changed to run east-west? It seems that this planning is better than before, and it looks a lot more spacious..."

The bustling and noisy scene in the past overlapped with the empty city now. Mo Ling knew that this city built on the abyss would soon return to its original liveliness, but looking at its deserted appearance now, he still felt a little lonely.

The disaster changed a lot. About one-third of the people in the city were buried in the rubble, and the remaining half were seriously injured and lost their normal life.

After the disaster, rescue teams wandered among the ruins for five months.

Most people have not been confirmed dead, but have simply "disappeared". Their relatives and friends are still hoping that they are still alive.

Now the ruins of the city have been cleared away, and the sun shines on the repaved roads, which are clean and tidy, with no traces of the disaster left. However, the traces left in people's hearts can never be repaved.

Mo Ling took out a bouquet of flowers from her bosom and placed them on the newly built square. The square was located on the edge of the abyss. On one side was the newly blooming dawn, and on the other side was the bottomless darkness. The shadow of the monument on the square was half on the clean ground, and half fell into the deep pit, extending into the darkness...

"Mo Ling, it's time to go."

The accompanying soldier urged.

"it is good."

Mo Ling bowed deeply to the monument. When he lowered his head, he seemed to hear the noisy sounds of people in the square around him again.

He raised his head again, and the sound disappeared again. The square was empty.

"Did you hear anything just now?" Mo Ling asked the soldier in confusion.

"No."

"Maybe I heard it wrong..."

……

"Mo Ling, you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself. Come back often, we are all here..."

The soldier patted Mo Ling on the shoulder and said somewhat dejectedly.

Mo Ling could see the muscles around the soldier's eyes twitching and a trace of liquid secreted from his tear glands, but the soldier quickly blinked his eyes, spreading the liquid onto his eyeballs and pretending nothing had happened.

This soldier had been following Captain Qi, and he was among them when Mo Ling shouted and sprayed fire at the stone ball.

All in all, they have known each other for five and a half years, and have been living in the 921 base all the time. Although they rarely meet, they can be considered friends.

"I will definitely come back often." Mo Ling said firmly.

Listening to Mo Ling's words, the soldier smiled.

"I was just kidding. There's no need to come back so often. Just think more about us. By the way, Captain Qi asked me to give this to you..."

As the soldier spoke, he took out a box from his backpack and handed it to Mo Ling.

"what is this?"

Mo Ling took the box and was about to open it, but someone stopped him.

"That's the ball." The soldier looked at the box and said, "You can see through things, right? Take a look." Mo Ling reacted after hearing the soldier's words. He looked inside and saw that it was indeed the anti-warm stone ball.

"Now they are called relics." Mo Ling reminded the soldier.

"Yes, relics, relics." The soldier patted his head, apparently still not adjusting to his previous naming habits.

"Why are you giving this to me?" Mo Ling asked puzzledly, holding the box.

"The captain said that it would be a burden for us to keep this thing. We have to keep adjusting the temperature, which is too troublesome. You take it and go to the abyss. If you see a suitable place, throw it away. Maybe you can blow up the entire abyss."

"Did he really say that?" Mo Ling asked disdainfully.

"I'm telling you the truth. I'm not lying to you." The soldier raised his hand and swore.

"Didn't the research department say that this thing can be used as a perpetual energy source? As long as its temperature is kept lower than the ambient temperature, it will continue to release heat."

"Well, that's what they said, but it was later proven not to be feasible... If this thing keeps releasing heat, it will become an extremely hot object. At this time, it will be difficult to keep the temperature lower than the ambient temperature. Not only that, the heat it releases will become increasingly difficult to control, just like nuclear fusion. They said that there is currently no way to stably control this energy."

"Then why don't we just let it return to normal temperature and start releasing it again every once in a while?" Mo Ling asked.

Listening to Mo Ling's words, the soldier reached out and knocked on Mo Ling's head.

"What's wrong with your brain? Why does it sometimes work and sometimes not? If you want this thing to return to normal temperature, shouldn't you let it absorb heat? After all the energy loss, can it still be used as an 'energy source'? At most, it can be used as a battery. Think about it carefully, isn't that the case?"

Mo Ling rubbed his head, thought carefully for a while, and finally nodded: "It seems to be like this..."

The soldier pointed at the box again and said seriously: "Although it is an anti-temperature object, the increase and decrease of energy is still conserved. The energy that this small ball can release is also extremely limited and uncontrolled. It is very useless in actual use, but it cannot be ignored. Once its temperature is out of control, it can easily cause terrible damage... So, do you know why Captain Qi asked you to throw it away?"

"I see. I thought Captain Qi stole this thing specifically for me to take to the abyss for self-defense."

Mo Ling actually thought so for a moment just now.

Hearing Mo Ling's words, the soldier burst into laughter: "Mo Ling, you are indeed gifted in imagination."

Mo Ling heard that this was a taunting move and her face turned red instantly.

"Because you have always been very nice to me..." he said hesitantly.

"Of course!" The soldier shamelessly patted Mo Ling on the shoulder and admitted it directly, then pointed at the box and said, "If you can really use it to defend yourself, it can be regarded as a good use of it. Maybe you can really find a way to use it in the abyss..."

As he was laughing, the soldier's smile suddenly froze. It seemed that he had thought of the danger in the abyss, and his expression became serious:
"Be careful and don't rush into anything."

"clear."

"Hide if you can, run if you can."

"clear."

"Don't join in the fun, don't try to be the center of attention."

"clear."

"Go to bed early and get up early, drink plenty of hot water."

"Yes, I understand..."

(End of this chapter)