I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1284 Lively
Mo Ling's thoughts were also pulled back to reality by that crisp sound.

He thought for a moment, then slowly peered forward, chose an open space, and activated the teleportation.

At the same moment his thoughts reached it, everything within the teleportation frame was instantly erased, whether it was air or time, everything became "empty," just like a section of a painting was suddenly covered up.

Those who appreciate the painting can no longer clearly see what is depicted in it.

"It's not about tearing it apart, it's about covering it up!"

Mo Ling suddenly realized something and began to seriously consider his own abilities.

"The paperweight is depicted as a cube in the painting..."

In fact, it doesn't have to be a cube.

It was those people in Project Fire who embodied the paperweight's expression, turning the paperweight's "power projection" on the painting into a cube.

The paperweight itself is not shaped like this.

"Then can I also change the shape of the projection?"

Mo Ling peered out again. This time, he didn't use teleportation immediately, but instead started pulling on the teleportation frame.

This was something Mo Ling had never tried before; he had always "defaulted" that the teleportation box was a cube shape.

Perhaps, he has always been wrong...

The teleportation frame moved and changed size in the air, but its shape remained unchanged.

"Isn't it possible?"

After trying for a while, Mo Ling found that it still had no effect.

It appears he cannot change the shape of the teleportation box.

So he started thinking again.

"Perhaps the teleportation frame is just a projection of the block's power, and its shape changes according to the block's shape?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ling focused his attention on himself, turned off the heart rate monitor, and allowed his heart to gradually calm down.

The wind stopped, and when Mo Ling opened his eyes again, he was already standing in the cube.

He hadn't been back for a long time, and looking at the familiar surroundings, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

The cube space was now enormous, no longer the "cage" where one could not even bend their arms and legs, but its shape remained unchanged.

"If those people in Project Fireseed can change the shape of metal, then... I should be able to too, right?"

Mo Ling arrived at the edge of the cube space and gently placed her hand on the metal wall.

It was very icy and slippery.

"If wishes could truly come true, then you should be able to hear my voice too..."

In the empty, cube-shaped space, Mo Ling spoke to the metal wall.

"Become the way I want you to be."

Mo Ling closed his eyes again, imagining the blocks changing. At first, he didn't know what to think about; the silvery-white metal was piled up in his mind, a jumbled mess. But soon, a figure came to his side and helped him put together the messy blocks in front of him...

It is Li Luo, or rather, fragments of Li Luo's memories.

Clearly, Mo Ling isn't the type of person who can "build" anything, but someone else can...

Li Luo quietly sat down in front of the pile of blocks and began to build seriously.

"I want it to be brighter." The cube space had always been too dark and gloomy, and this was the first thought that Mo Ling voiced.

Li Luo seemed to hear Mo Ling's words and began to change the angle of the building blocks on the ground, making the faint light they emitted appear brighter under the reflection.

“I want something more spectacular,” Moring suggested as her second idea.

Li Luo said nothing, but added many embellishments to the original structure, making the stack of blocks much more spectacular.

I want it to be lively.

For some reason, Mo Ling blurted it out. Perhaps it was because she had been too lonely lately…

After hearing Mo Ling's words, Li Luo paused for a moment, seemingly thinking about how to fulfill Mo Ling's request.

She quickly got to work, picking up the metal and carving countless statues from the pile of blocks.

Each of those statues was incredibly lifelike, and Mo Ling recognized them as the friends they had met along the way…

There are even trees that transform into monsters, fishmen, and red spirit flowers...

Looking at those statues, Mo Ling seemed to feel that everyone was around him.

"Why don't you make one of your own?" Mo Ling said to Li Luo's figure.

However, Li Luo shook her head; she seemed reluctant to do so.

"It's ok"

It's already lively enough...

What other requirements are there?

"If the shape is too complicated, won't it be difficult to control the teleportation?" Mo Ling suddenly thought.

Just then, Li Luo suddenly stood up and walked towards Mo Ling.

Soon, Li Luo arrived directly in front of Mo Ling.

The two looked at each other; this was their first time looking at each other like this, the kind of eye contact where they could see each other's eyes.

Even though the other party was just a fragment of memory, Mo Ling was still stunned.

At this moment, it seemed that Li Luo had returned to his side.

Just as Mo Ling was in a daze, Li Luo reached out and flicked a leaf off Mo Ling's head.

Mo Ling's gaze followed the falling leaves, and when she suddenly looked up, Li Luo's figure had already disappeared...

At the same time, he felt a kind of constraint being broken.

That was the constraint of the cube, the "change constraint" left by the researchers of the Fire Seed Project, which was easily broken by Li Luo.

Mo Ling instantly felt the shape of the "square" in his mind blur, like a pool of molten iron flowing down the ground and gradually engulfing him.

The molten iron rose higher and higher, even over his head, but he felt no fear. Instead, he felt unusually at ease. Everything around him was more familiar than the air, as if he had returned to his swaddling clothes.

Through the silvery-white molten iron, his vision traveled through the boundless metal world, where the statues seemed to come alive and gather around him.

“You did it,” Martin congratulated him from the side.

"What have you accomplished?"

"You have seen this world."

"I...can't see it clearly yet."

“It’s clear enough,” Lu Youqi said, stepping forward to encourage him.

"What should I do next?" Mo Ling asked her two friends, looking at them for help.

No one answered his question. The two people in front of him simultaneously raised their hands and placed them on their hearts.

Heart?
The noise suddenly woke Mo Ling. He looked past the two figures and into the distance. Bai Zhou was leading a group of fishmen, greeting Mo Ling. Jeff was still wearing that strange Santa hat, and he could be recognized at a glance.

A group of trees were running around in the red spirit flower bushes. They seemed to be able to communicate. Red spirit flower pollen filled the air, adding a beautiful red touch to this silvery-white world.

Red Light seemed to really like this color, swirling around in the pollen. Its six companions also found a familiar place, and under the illumination of the spectrum, everything had vibrant colors.

The little sprite swayed in the golden light, playing with the spectra. It seemed to have found its own wish and was no longer lost.

Different colored mineral lifeforms chased the spectrum, knocking the fragile healers to the ground. The healers had no choice but to heal themselves first, then stagger to their feet. But before they could even regain their footing, a group of dark lifeforms rushed over, trying to avoid the spectrum...

Mo Ling suddenly felt her eyes getting wet.

(End of this chapter)