I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1291 Looking at each other
Mo Ling felt a sense of warmth amidst the melodious music.

Those gazes weren't spying on him, but rather trying to connect with him.

He looked up and saw lines that spanned dimensions.

The lines were glowing, turning into particles of light and shimmering waves, connecting two worlds that were originally impossible to connect.

The two should never have met, yet they are now gazing at each other.

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"Did you see that?"

Mo Ling knew that whoever was on the other end of the line of sight was already experiencing a shift in their thoughts.

This is an effect that transcends dimensions, regardless of the dimension's height or distance.

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Whoever you are, thank you for keeping an eye on this world.

It is because of these lights that real shadows are produced.

The shadow exists not only on the ground, but also in the mind of the one who sees it.

Everything in this world that falls into the eyes of the one who gazes upon it will continue to flow in their eyes, seep into their heart, and remain forever in their memory.

Although this world is not a good place, for various reasons, it is on the verge of collapse, chaotic and incomplete...

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"Is my world ugly?"

Mo Ling stared at the dazzling light and said with some sadness.

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"This world is full of disasters, like a house about to collapse. Worms and decay are constantly eroding everything. The abyss brings death, and power brings destruction. Everyone is in danger, barely surviving on the sacrifice of the innocent. Faith has collapsed, and people have forgotten the heroes and the past. They patch things up, stumbling and struggling..."

"Sometimes I think, how wonderful it would be if this world didn't decay. Humanity might develop more slowly, but at least it would be grounded, and civilization would continue in a normal way. Perhaps humanity would slowly enter the interstellar age? From the tiny Earth, we could fly into the boundless starry sky."

"At that time, no one will look down at the earth beneath their feet, but will gaze at the stars. No longer will they be lost about the road ahead, no longer will they be anxious about salvation. Everyone will be able to find their own star..."

“When I was in elementary school, there was a class where the teacher asked us what kind of person we wanted to be when we grew up. All the students in the class answered, except me.”

"Because I didn't talk, the teacher let me sit down..."

"Actually, I already had the answer in my heart."

"What I think is: I can make a small contribution to this world, no matter what kind of person I become."

"Even if I can't make any contributions, it's enough to just live a good life."

"Looking back now, it seems that I have achieved my childhood dream and become someone who can make a small contribution to the world, and I am also living a good life."

Recalling her past, Mo Ling felt as if she were in another world. Unconsciously, so much time had passed. That primary school and those past events had long since disappeared into the river of time, becoming decaying and degenerate remnants.

He stared intently at the light, as if trying to see through it to the other side.

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"what about you?"

"Is your world as devastated as this place?"

Mo Ling's eyes trembled as he stared directly at the light particles that made him dizzy.

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Do you feel lost? Do you feel disappointed?

"Are there still heroes and faith there?"

"Can't we still lift our heads and look up at the stars?"

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The light did not respond. These friends from afar continued to silently watch over the world, just as they had always done.

Mo Ling's question fell into the boundless black and white.

It's still too far...

Even within the same dimension, there are huge gaps between people, let alone across dimensions.

Of course, he received no answer.

However, Mo Ling did sense the fluctuation in her gaze.

Language cannot transcend dimensions, but the heart can.

On the other side of the line of sight, the heart is also beating. At this moment, life forms existing in different dimensions have reached the same heartbeat frequency.

In the instant their eyes met, the emotions between them were conveyed through their gazes, and Mo Ling received the answer she wanted.

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"Is that so... That's great..."

Mo Ling nodded gently and reluctantly looked away.

He could no longer stare at the light.

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"I have to go."

He whispered "Goodbye" and jumped back into the boundless black and white.

He transformed back into a cube, turned his head, and looked "down".

This is the direction of the "shadow," and also the direction of the world.

Mo Ling knew what she had to do.

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The music of the Chali tribe came from his ears. The direction opposite to the "central light source" was the direction of home, but Mo Ling could not go home yet. He looked at his distant hometown because he had flown to a high enough altitude that everything was in sight.

Roots, World Tree, Abyss, Humanity, Past, Future...

Mo Ling's vision expanded to an unimaginable extent.

At this moment, the cube was like a building block that Li Luo had lifted up near the chandelier, its huge shadow enveloping the entire room.

Once inside the shadow, interference could be made. Mo Ling picked up her pen and began to paint.

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In a remote, small world, someone found a strange book.

He immediately handed the book over to the monitoring station.

"Where did you find it?"

"Inside the monster's belly."

"Is it a relic?"

"I guess so, something doesn't seem right."

The staff at the monitoring station flipped through the thick book and read the title on the cover.

"A list of...heroes?"

"Hmm, it records some things, some of which have already happened, and some of which haven't. Open it and take a look, it's quite interesting..."

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Meanwhile, in the scorching sun of the No. 1 mine pit in Tonggu Town.

The demolition team is making intensive preparations for today's demolition.

The sound of mine carts could be heard in the distance, and hot winds whipped up dust that hit the faces of the demolition team members, but they didn't care and just talked quietly.

"Send the preparation signal."

The person in charge gave the order, and immediately a piercing siren blared around them.

A dozen seconds after the horn sounded, another command came:
"Detonate."

Press the button gently.

The deafening explosion shattered the midday tranquility.

Then, a force not belonging to this world suddenly emerged from the center of the explosion, spreading wildly and plunging everything it touched into silence.

That's teleportation.

Wipe away all the paint from the painting, restoring the paper to its original state.

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Mo Ling's vision simultaneously spanned the upstream and downstream of the river of time.

He walked to the riverbank, gently scooped up the water, and sprinkled it in the designated spot.

Chance encounters in fate require deliberate guidance; with a gentle stroke of the pen, the story will begin to unfold automatically.

Mo Ling was very busy at this time, with many things that required his guidance, but he was not in a hurry. Under that all-encompassing vision, time had become a fixed benchmark. He adjusted everything unhurriedly until all the unreasonable parts and flaws were made up for perfectly.

When he finished, he looked at his masterpiece, chuckled softly, and turned his head again to look at the light in the sky.

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"You must have seen it all, right? I did all of this."

"I am in control of the fate of this world. I am the one who makes the story happen. I am the hero and the demon king. I am the creator and the destroyer."

"Do you care?"

My heartstrings began to tremble again, and emotions from another dimension began to resonate once more…

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

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"I knew it……"

The melodious music was still playing.

The cube suddenly rose up and flew towards the light...

(End of this chapter)