I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 405 Hostility Perception
Mo Ling understood instantly that the hostility came from the pangolin in front of him.

The intense hostility, like the prick of a needle, pierced deeply into Mo Ling's tiny body. It was the oppression of the species, the contempt from someone higher up the food chain.

A chill spread throughout Mo Ling's body. He was just a flying insect and shouldn't have felt anything, but the chill still penetrated his soul.

The hot magma continued to flow, but the flying insect's body became stiff and cold to the bone.

Mo Ling suppressed the discomfort and flew away.

However, as he moved, the death countdown suddenly jumped a few seconds.

It was originally nine seconds, but in the blink of an eye it became four seconds!
“It’s getting shorter and shorter!”

The chill continued to grow stronger, and in the red lizard's cold eyes, there was contempt of a superior, as well as cruelty towards food.

Dangerous!
When the hostility warning reached the top and the countdown reached zero seconds, Mo Ling saw the lizard suddenly open its mouth, and a red shadow flew towards Mo Ling.

"That's its tongue!"

Although he could see the flying tongue clearly, Mo Ling was unable to dodge it. The speed of the flying insect seemed extremely slow at this moment, and he could only watch as the tongue completely wrapped around him.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew, and the lizard quickly retracted its tongue, intending to swallow Mo Ling into its stomach.

The hostility from the lizard overwhelmed the scorching wind, and it was overwhelming. Alarms like thunder rang through Mo Ling's mind:

"Someone is trying to hurt me!"

"Someone is trying to hurt me!"

"..."

The flying insect struggled continuously, but could not escape the tongue's entanglement and was about to fall into the lizard's belly.

But just when the hostility reached its peak and Mo Ling was overwhelmed by countless warnings, he calmed down completely.

"What am I afraid of?"

From the beginning, this hostility only made him more and more panicked.

While knowing the danger, these hostiles made Mo Ling anxious and at a loss. He even had a feeling:
"I was driven by the hostility."

At this moment, Mo Ling had an epiphany.

"I should be the master of the hostility, not its puppet!"

This ability to sense hostility is the instinct of sponges. Organisms should control their instincts rather than be controlled by them!

Thinking of this, the icy hostility instantly turned into a pool of cold spring water, flowing through Mo Ling's thoughts.

Mo Ling also thought of a way to deal with it in an instant.

He felt the hot wind around him and watched the shadows flashing by.

As the tongue moved at high speed, the surrounding scene became blurred, leaving only the light of magma and the white shadow of steam...

But one thing is certain - hostility.

The closer you get to the lizard, the more hostile it becomes.

Although the hostility at this time was like thunder, there were differences in thunder. There was a difference between the gentle spring thunder and the thunder in a summer rainstorm.

"Zero seconds... zero seconds..."

Mo Ling gave up all his senses and focused only on the overwhelming hostility.

Even though the strong wind blew, there was no ripple in his heart. He still felt the hostility around him like the air.

Finally, he broke through the limitations of his senses and saw more accurate information.

"millisecond……"

"Microseconds..." The time units that Mo Ling saw became more and more precise, and the numbers on the countdown became larger and larger. He caught the most detailed one in the hostile torrent.

Finally, the hostility stopped and the wind became quiet.

The moment Mo Ling gave the command to his body, the hostility disappeared without a trace.

When the lizard's tongue was about to be completely retracted, at the most critical moment, the entangled small fly suddenly swelled up and turned into a huge sponge, which smashed into the lizard's mouth and blocked its throat.

Before the lizard could close its mouth, its entire mouth was stretched tightly by the expanding sponge.

The lizard panicked and started rolling on the ground with its mouth open, but the sponge completely filled its mouth and it couldn't spit it out.

The sponge expanded at just the right time, and the lizard had no time to react or close its mouth. The soft sponge was stuck in the most uncomfortable position, and it could neither spit it out nor swallow it.

As time goes by, the sponge continues to grow.

The lizard felt a numbness in its mouth. The moisture in its body was being absorbed by the sponge. Soon, its entire mouth lost all feeling.

At the same time, the sponge continued to grow larger as it absorbed water, and the lizard's eyeballs were squeezed out and full of bloodshot.

But soon, the eyeball lost its blood color, and all the blood seemed to flow towards the mouth. The originally full eyeball quickly shrank, like a punctured water ball, and in the blink of an eye it became a thin layer of grape skin.

The lizard's consciousness had completely blurred and it was completely disoriented, trembling and spinning in place.

Finally, the lizard fell down under the heavy burden, with its huge head drooping on the ground. A yellow sponge covered with a mixture of red and white liquids emerged from the holes in its head.

Sponges also spread out from the hollows of the two eyes, and the mouth could not be closed until death. The entire head became nutrients for the growth of sponges, and it completely dried up, leaving only hard scales.

The scaly skin was propped up by the expanding sponge, trembling slightly and swollen terribly.

After sucking on the head, the sponge moved towards the lizard's stomach and finally swallowed up the lizard's body completely.

A yellow sponge lizard crawled out from its swollen scaly skin as if it was molting, twisted its body, and ran away.

This sponge lizard is of course Mo Ling.

He once again felt the magic of this sponge creature. In addition to its powerful hostility perception, its simulation ability was also extremely terrifying.

He can simulate the structure of living organisms, and can imitate any organism he has absorbed vividly.

As long as you ignore the yellow skin full of holes, it looks like a lizard.

Mo Ling recalled that when he began to implement the countermeasures, the hostility completely subsided, and when he was in the lizard's mouth, the warning had completely disappeared.

Avoiding is a way to eliminate hostility, and so is fighting.

"As long as the enemy is eliminated, there will be no hostility."

To his surprise, Hostility had already determined that he could defeat the Lizard, and therefore stopped repeating the prompt.

"It seems to have some kind of predictive effect."

When fighting, as long as you choose the right response, you can know the result in advance.

As long as the hostility disappears, it means the decision is successful.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly realized that he might have underestimated this ability.

If the outcome of every battle could be predicted in advance, the success rate of the battle would be greatly improved, and even if you encounter a strong enemy that you cannot fight, you would be able to escape in time.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling became eager to try again.

At this moment, sharp hostility came again.

Mo Ling turned around and saw a giant bird staring at him coldly in the distance, with a sticky liquid flowing out of its terrifying beak...

(End of this chapter)