I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1277 Monster
"It seems like everyone else is smarter than me..."

But all the smart people are gone, leaving only him, the dumbest one.

As Mo Ling was thinking, she suddenly heard a noise in the distance, followed by several light thuds.

He quickly looked over and saw that it was several elementary school students in school uniforms who had climbed over the wall.

The chubby boy in the lead called to his companions behind him, telling them not to be afraid.

"Hurry, hurry! Don't just stand there, move forward!"

"Little Fatty, the grass here is so tall, we can't even see the road."

"If you can't see it, just feel your way over!"

"Little Fatty, there's something over there!"

"what?"

"Something reflective, shiny... I'm scared, should we go?" the friend behind me stammered, then suddenly exclaimed, "That thing moves!"

"What?" Startled by the sudden announcement, Little Fatty's face showed fear. He stiffly turned his head to look in the direction his companion was pointing.

There was indeed something shiny in the grass, seemingly floating above the blades. Little Fatty was half a head taller than his companions, and he could clearly see what the shiny thing was.

"A square?"

But what was under the block gave him even more goosebumps. Through the gaps in the grass, he actually saw a person!

A headless man! His head was eaten by the cube, leaving only his body!

"It's a brain-eating cube! It will devour a living person's brain and replace that person!"

The stories of abyssal monsters that Little Fatty had read before instantly combined in his mind, creating a brand new evil monster.

"It's over." He froze, his hand gripping the damp grass blades, the sticky feeling intensifying his fear.

But that wasn't the most terrifying part. In his terrified gaze, the human controlled by the brain-eating cube twisted his body and stood up, slowly walking towards them.

The group of friends froze. They should have run away, but they couldn't move. The connection between their consciousness and body was severed by fear, and they could do nothing but tremble.

Little Fatty was on the verge of tears as he clutched his schoolbag, inside which were the snacks he had just bought.

I may never have the chance to eat it in my lifetime...

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying brain-eating cube was right in front of them. The little friends behind them were crying so hard that snot was coming out of their noses, and they all hid behind the little fat boy.

Little Fatty remembered the promise he made when he persuaded his friends to climb over the wall:

"If there's any danger, just hide behind me! I'm not afraid!"

Even if he is afraid now, he has to pretend he isn't.

So he straightened his chest and stared directly at the tall, brain-eating cube-shaped man.

"so high."

Its towering figure completely blocked out the sun, and darkness descended.

The cube's shadow devoured all its companions, the surrounding weeds turned into the tentacles of an evil god, the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves seemed to mock it, and the sobbing sounds coming from its companions behind it continued to destroy Little Fatty's will.

Then he heard a gentle question.

"Children, what are you doing?"

Little Fatty was stunned. The voice actually came from the brain-eating cube in front of him!
His gaze shifted and fixed on the other person's wrist.

"It's not the bracelet that's talking! It's using a human voice to try and lower my guard!" Little Fatty had read in a story about abyssal monsters that some monsters don't like to eat people who are afraid because their bodies are tense and tough to bite, and they also secrete adrenaline, which monsters don't like.

So those monsters will deceive humans, making them relax before they eat them.

The monster in front of us is probably this type.

Thinking of this, Little Fatty's heart trembled again. This meant that the monster was very intelligent, but it was also an opportunity. He could deal with the monster in front of him and buy time.

His companions behind him still need his protection...

He took a deep breath and replied in a trembling voice, "We're here to explore."

"An adventure? Coming here?" the monster bent down and asked curiously.

"Yes, this is a haunted house that's famous far and wide."

"Who told you that?"

Little Fatty sensed that the monster's voice had suddenly become serious. If he didn't answer the question properly, he would be killed on the spot.

"Yes... I overheard my family talking. My grandfather said that this manor existed when he was a child, and people lived there back then. He even heard a little girl's voice when he passed by."

"Then... my grandma said that when she was little, she saw a girl staring at her from a tree. The little girl's face was deathly pale, as if she had never seen the sun before, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye."

“My parents said they’ve never seen anyone inside, nor have they heard any noise. They find it strange that the surrounding area has been demolished and redeveloped, so why is this manor still standing? It’s dilapidated and old, and they don’t know what’s the point of keeping it. They guess there might be some relics left inside, so they can only leave it here for the time being…”

Little Fatty spilled out all his family secrets like beans, worried that his concealment would upset the monster in front of him and cause it to suddenly attack, so he could only try his best to satisfy it.

"You all know there are 'ghosts' here, how dare you come?"

The monster's question choked Little Fatty, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

Isn't this tantamount to admitting it's a ghost?!
Little Fatty's heart was pounding, and his thoughts were racing.

He wanted to find a reason not to offend the monster in front of him.

However, under immense mental pressure, his body revealed the true reason directly:
"We've come to find the relics. We've only seen them in textbooks and don't know what they actually look like, so we've come to look for them."

As soon as he said those words, Little Fatty realized he was doomed.

Those monsters hate humans who covet their power. In those stories, greedy humans never have a good ending, and exploration teams with ulterior motives only end up being wiped out. On the contrary, those who are without desires are the ones who survive the monsters.

His answer confirmed that they were all greedy people.

Little Fatty could no longer hold back his tears, which spilled from his eyes.

He's just a primary school student; no matter how strong his mental fortitude is, it can't be that strong. In the end, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hey, hey, why are you crying? I didn't bully you." The monster stretched out its hand and reached towards Little Fatty's face.

Little Fatty closed his eyes in despair.

"Is it finally time to start? Is it because my head is a bit chubby that it tastes best with a bit of fat? Waaah, I'm never eating pig's trotters again, I'll only eat lean meat from now on..."

However, the scene he had envisioned of "claws piercing his skull" did not occur. Instead, the monster's hand gently stroked his chubby face, slowly wiping away his tears.

Little Fatty opened his eyes in confusion. Long fingers were gently wiping under his eyes. Although he couldn't see the blocky man's face, he could feel the seriousness in his eyes.

"Aren't you going to eat me?" the chubby boy blurted out.

"What?"

(End of this chapter)