I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1135 Burning Together

After the figure said the last sentence, it disappeared completely, leaving Mo Ling feeling warm and still there.

After the flame entered his heart, he was no longer afraid. The darkness around him could no longer invade him, and the despair that had penetrated his heart also retreated with the burning of the flame.

It is a very strange feeling. Even though there is a flood in front of me, I still have the courage to overcome everything.

With this courage, Mo Ling bravely took the first step in the darkness.

Walking in this crumbling darkness, every step he took was as if on flat ground, and he walked faster and faster.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a person in front of him.

"Route it?"

Lu Qi was squatting on the ground, his face was pale, his eyes had lost all the light, like a walking corpse.

Mo Ling hurried over and pulled him up from the ground.

His body was soft, as if he had no bones, and Mo Ling had a hard time getting him to lean on his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you? Where's the route?" Mo Ling asked with concern.

"I can't walk anymore..." Lu Luqi said weakly.

"why?"

"It's useless. We have reached the bottom of the abyss, but we have only reached the bottom of the abyss. The abyss still exists, and the world will still come to an end. Human power is limited, and we will eventually face endless despair."

After hearing what Lu Qi said, Mo Ling immediately understood that he, like himself before, had fallen into the spreading despair.

The darkness here seems to have the ability to amplify negative emotions.

Neither he nor Lu had escaped from the abyss described by the elf. Both of them were still confused about the future. Once stirred by the darkness, despair immediately spread throughout their bodies...

"We went to the bottom of the abyss to find a way to resolve this despair. Before despair truly descends, the land is filled with hope."

"But we are just ordinary humans." Lu Qi said in a low voice.

"What's wrong with humans? Hopefully it has nothing to do with race."

When he said this, Mo Ling's heart suddenly trembled, and he seemed to understand what the figure had just said to him.

"It doesn't matter who stole the fire; it's important to have the fire."

Fire is hope. It doesn’t matter who brings hope, what matters is having hope.

The Prometheus in the myth did not exist. It was humans who found fire from the forest struck by lightning, endured the pain of being burned by the flames, stepped through the burnt ashes, faced the flames of despair, and brought back hope for the future.

It was human beings themselves who stole fire.

It is human beings themselves who steal hope from despair.

The fire illuminated the cave and also illuminated the future of mankind.

The firewood will burn out and the fire will go out, but as long as hope exists, there will always be people who go to the forest to find new fire and rekindle new flames.

"The route, hopefully, will depend on us finding it ourselves."

"We may not be able to find it." Lu Luqi looked at Mo Ling and said softly.

Mo Ling smiled and said, "But it doesn't necessarily mean we can't find it."

"Just the two of us?"

"What? The two of us don't deserve hope?"

“The chances are slim.”

"Route, hope is not a matter of probability. If it exists, it exists. It exists even if it is 1%. It exists even if it is 0.0001%. You are better at math than I am, but math is useless when calculating hope."

When humans first rushed into the burnt forest, they did not calculate the chances of bringing back fire. They just rushed in. Sometimes, too much calculation can make you lose courage. They just thought there might be fire, so they rushed in. This "possibility" was the reason for them to have hope.

Listening to Mo Ling's words, a barely visible light suddenly flashed in Lu Lu's dull eyes.

He supported Mo Ling's shoulders, stood up with difficulty, opened his mouth and uttered a sentence:

"I'm feeling a little off right now..."

Router was obviously aware that something was wrong with his body, and the darkness around him was deliberately guiding his thoughts.

"How did you get out of this state?" he asked Mo Ling.

"Someone gave me a fire." Mo Ling answered truthfully.

"fire?"

Lu Qi frowned, then reached out and grabbed Mo Ling's arm.

"No wonder your body feels warm. I feel much better after you got close to me... Mo Ling, listen, I can't keep my sanity for long. Since that person can give you fire, you should be able to give me fire too. Think of a way to give me some as well."

Lu Qi was panting as he spoke, as if even speaking took away all his strength.

After hearing Lu Qi's words, Mo Ling immediately began to feel the fire in his body.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be able to actually take out the fire.

The fire in his chest flowed down his arms and soon gathered in his hands.

"It really works! Router Qi, you are such a genius!"

Not only that, after the flame left Mo Ling's body, another fire ignited in his chest. It seemed that as long as the flame was ignited in his body, the flame would be endless.

“Hope is endless! For those who bring hope to others, not only will hope not die, but it will burn brighter and brighter.”

Once I understood this flame as hope, everything seemed understandable.

The fire of hope will not weaken because of "sharing", but will become stronger.

Mo Ling handed the flame in his hand to Lu Qi, bringing the warmth of hope to the next person.

Lu Qi's glasses reflected the light of the flame, and his eyes once again ignited with dazzling brilliance. He took a deep breath and touched the flame with his fingertips. The warmth instantly flowed into his body and attached to his chest.

His breathing stopped for a moment, and when he resumed, all his despair had been completely dispelled by the flames.

Mo Ling looked at Router happily. This act of passing on the fire of hope to others would make his heart cheer and his body warmer.

But after obtaining the flame, the way Router looked at him seemed to be a little wrong.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

Lu Qi opened his mouth and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Am I not Mo Ling? Why don't you recognize me suddenly?"

Mo Ling answered blankly, then turned his attention to himself.

Now, he finally understood why the router asked this question...

Because his appearance is changing.

First, he turned into a router, then into a fool, then into a stone man, then into an elf, then into a strange girl...

His faces were changing rapidly. Some of them he recognized, some he had never seen before, some were humans, and some were other creatures, but strangely, all of them were determined and full of hope.

"Have I become like the last fire thief?"

"We are all fire thieves?"

(End of this chapter)