I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1177 Like waking up from a dream
"What's wrong with me?"

There was only dazzling fire in Mo Ling's vision, and he could no longer feel the existence of his own body.

I was just grabbing a piece of firewood, why did it turn out like this?

Perhaps it was because he used his human body to forcibly resist the rejection of the Sea of ​​Despair, and his body was crushed...

But why does consciousness still exist even though the body is crushed?
Mo Ling was confused, his vision moving through the firelight.

Although he could not feel the temperature around him, he could guess that it must be very warm here, much warmer than the icy sea of ​​despair.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard someone calling him from the depths of the flames.

"Mo Ling! Mo Ling!"

It was the voice of Router Qi! Has he been successfully rescued?
Mo Ling excitedly looked in the direction of the sound, but did not see the route.

At this time, he heard a familiar voice again, this voice came from Martin.

"We need to find something to hold him..."

Install it?
What to pack up?

Mo Ling continued to look in the direction where Martin was speaking, but still saw nothing because the fire was too bright.

He tried to shout to get the attention of Routemaster and Martin, but he couldn't even feel his own body, and of course he couldn't make any sound.

Routeqi and Martin were still talking. They seemed to be discussing something like "loading container" and "material selection", but as they talked, their voices became smaller and smaller and could no longer be heard clearly.

It was like being covered with layers of quilts. The people outside were constantly talking, but the sound could no longer be heard inside. Only rustling noises were left.

Mo Ling was a little panicked. He didn't know what his current condition was.

He tried desperately to hear the specific direction of the sounds, but the sounds became more and more chaotic. Sometimes they appeared above him, sometimes they appeared in the distance, as if they surrounded him and swirled around him.

Suddenly, beyond the unclear conversation, a clear female voice was heard, as if a young girl was calling him softly.

Mo Ling's heart immediately tightened. He had heard this voice countless times.

This voice would occasionally appear when he was sleeping, when he passed through each layer of the abyss, when he was in a trance, and when he was among a crowd. When he came to his senses, he would find that the voice did not exist at all.

It was this voice that had been calling him to go to the deepest part of the abyss!

Although he couldn't hear the content of the voice and didn't know who it came from, he just knew that the voice came from the deepest part of the abyss!

And this clear girl's voice rang out again at this time, and it was completely different from the one she had heard before, very clear and very close.

So close that it seems... right beside me.

"Is it because I have reached the bottom of the abyss that she came to me?"

As Mo Ling thought about it, he involuntarily floated towards the direction of the voice.

For some reason, he did not have any doubts about this strange voice, but just felt it was extremely familiar. After calling it again and again, he had become accustomed to this voice.

The fire was still burning, and the girl's call was as warm and hot as the surrounding flames. Mo Ling felt like he had found a life-saving straw, and he desperately chased in the direction of the voice.

He finally heard the content of the call, but to his surprise, the voice was not calling his name, but...

A piece of iron?

"Iron! Iron!"

The voice sounded anxious, accompanied by knocking sounds, and sometimes it would mutter some strange words.

"Do you want more Coke? If you do, wake up!"

"Are you broken?" "Are these things around you too scary and you are too scared to move?"

"..."

Listening to all this chatter, Mo Ling was confused.

What is this talking about?
He didn't understand it, but he could feel it. As he moved forward in the firelight, the sound became closer and clearer.

Mo Ling no longer cared who the voice belonged to; he just wanted to get out of this strange state as soon as possible.

His vision shuttled through the firelight, and the surrounding flames turned into straight trajectories. Mo Ling had no idea how fast he was going.

He seems to have worn a lot of things...

Because his speed was so fast, the flames "stagnated", as if time had stopped.

There were some strange "barriers" in the firelight, which he passed through in a flash.

At this moment, his only goal was the constant calls...

When the flames turned into white lines, the field of vision shrank due to the rapid travel, and the horizon turned into a small white dot. Mo Ling suddenly felt his own breathing in the sound of calling.

Then the heartbeat...

All parts of his body seemed to return in an instant.

When he found that he could breathe, Mo Ling took a deep breath. The air with a slight smell of cola instantly rushed into his nostrils, and immediately cleared his consciousness which was a little blurred by the firelight.

"I got my body back?"

Mo Ling excitedly felt his lost body being recovered. The white spot in his field of vision was rapidly enlarging and gradually began to take on color.

The color was somewhat monotonous, like some kind of silvery-white metal.

Mo Ling looked at the metallic tone in confusion, feeling inexplicably familiar.

It was at this moment that a memory suddenly came into his mind. It was the memory of the first time he woke up in the cube...

At that time, the blocks were still very small, not as tall and big as they are now.

At that time, he was not yet proficient in using vision, nor could he control the flight of the blocks.

At that time, he was still shocked by the strange teleportation ability and had been doing various experiments.

At that time, he saw the strangeness of the abyss for the first time...

"No! It's not the first time! I've seen it before!"

Mo Ling's memories were instantly connected together, and the fragments of what happened before were pieced together into a complete experience.

"I've been to the abyss before!"

Mo Ling startled and sat up from the bed.

Familiar metal walls, familiar cans, familiar cola aroma...

Everything was extremely familiar, but Mo Ling had a completely new understanding of this environment that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

The two memories intertwined in his mind and could not be integrated at first, but as Mo Ling thought about it, the two intertwined memories began to be marked with "timestamps" one by one, and the logic began to slowly connect.

Martin's somewhat unclear words echoed in Mo Ling's mind again: "We have to find something to put him in..."

Mo Ling opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in surprise in the cube:
"It turns out it was me who was pretending!"

(End of this chapter)