I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 482 Historical Filter
"Team leader! Come and see the supplies we brought!"

Someone in the team suddenly shouted.

The middle-aged man who was called the team leader immediately came to the place where they stored the supplies, but what he saw was a mess.

Because of the previous battle, they temporarily placed all the supplies here.

"All the metal objects are rusted, pins, nails... these small objects are rusted to the point where you can't see the shape clearly."

The man came to the side and picked up some tools. These tools were also covered with rust and looked like they had been left outdoors for several years.

The leader looked at it for a while and sighed.

"Is this true for all supplies?"

"Almost. Only some plastic ones are still usable."

"Pack those up and take them away. Leave these rusty ones here. Ensure the safety of the personnel first."

"Okay, leader."

Everyone gathered around, looking at the piles of supplies that looked like garbage, and they felt hopeless.

"I don't think this mission can be completed..."

"Don't think about completing the mission, just save your life. This sky island is so strange, we might not be able to get out alive."

Everyone present was talking at once, and Mo Ling also learned about the origins of this group of people from them.

They are the supply transport team coming from the third floor.

This pile of supplies was also brought over from the third floor with them.

However, their mission does not stop there...

At the end of a branch line of a new route, a synchronization device that had never been used was found. They needed to test the safety of this new synchronization device to see if it could be used as a common passage to the fourth floor.

So they came here with these supplies.

As soon as we arrived on this empty island, before we had time to sort the supplies, we were hit hard. The air here was not suitable for human activities and was filled with a pungent smell of rust. The team leader immediately made a decision and asked everyone to wear gas masks.

However, before one wave of troubles was over, another wave arose. Just as they got used to the strange smell, they were attacked by staghorns. They could only temporarily abandon their supplies and retreat while fighting.

As they fought, they found that their weapons would quickly rust if exposed to the air. The skin of the antler apes was thick, and their weapons could not withstand the wear and tear at all...

Later, he had to use the relics, which was what Mo Ling had seen before.

After listening to their conversation, Mo Ling was full of doubts.

"Unused synchro?"

Since it is a team transporting supplies, why would they try the Abyss's own synchronization channel instead of using the official synchronization device with a fixed landing point?
If we are not even sure of the landing point, how can we ensure that the supplies can be delivered in time?

Mo Ling's mind was full of questions, but they were soon answered in those few words.

"I heard that humans can now create synchronization devices, and even specify the landing point. Why do we still need to use the synchronization channel that comes with the abyss?"

"It always takes some time to test new things. It is said that the success rate of those artificial synchronization devices is not high. Sometimes they even synchronize people into stones. Do you dare to try it? Anyway, I don't dare..."

Listening to everyone's conversation, Mo Ling seemed to understand something.

"New thing?"

Judging from Zhou Chao’s previous introduction, those artificial synchronization devices are not new things, but a fully mature means. No one chooses the natural channel anymore, so Li Luo, who came to the fourth floor through the natural channel, became an outlier.

But among these people, artificial synchronization devices are still a "new thing"?
If the Zhou Dynasty or this group of people were not lying, there is only one possibility:
“This group of people are not modern people.”

There was a faint brown-red dust floating in the air. This circular area seemed to be isolated from everything. A subtle buzzing sound echoed in the area, and even time was deviated.

"Did they come from the past to the present, or is this just some kind of historical projection? Or have I crossed the boundaries of time and come to the past?" Mo Ling looked at this group of people and began to worry.

Instead of figuring out the problem, it became more and more complicated. He originally just wanted to figure out the source of those invisible attacks, but he was caught up in a new mystery.

"What the hell is this place?"

The somewhat dim sunlight shone on the earth. Mo Ling looked at the light and shadow that was completely different from the outside of the area, and his thoughts were a little dazed.

Weapon strikes, claw marks, footprints...

The battle just now overlapped with those invisible attacks in an instant:
The rusty saber chopped hard, cutting off the branches of the tree.

The antler's claws smashed the tree into pieces.

The sturdy body stepped on the ground, with varying depths, outlining invisible footprints...

"The past is interfering with the future?"

Those are not invisible attacks! They are attacks from the past!
Moring immediately understood everything. This circular area was like a filter covering reality, concealing all the past, but this history had been interfering with the future.

Events that happened in the past turned into invisible attacks, destroying future things.

The smell of rust also lingers, spreading into the air into the future.

"But what is the cause of this strange phenomenon?"

Is it some kind of animated thing?
Activation time?

Countless possibilities emerged in Mo Ling's mind, but he could not confirm them at the moment.

After realizing that this might be a certain period of history, Mo Ling felt a barrier appear around him, separating the cube from the brown-red light and shadow.

Mo Ling suddenly felt a sense of unreality, as if history was excluding him as an uninvited guest.

"Is this some kind of psychological effect?" Mo Ling was becoming more and more anxious, and the sense of unreality was becoming more and more serious.

Therefore, Mo Ling planned to return to the outside of the area first, tell Li Luo about his discovery, and then make long-term plans.

Soon, he hurried back to the edge.

At this moment, the sense of unreality in his heart reached its peak.

Mo Ling felt that he no longer belonged to this world, as if he had come outside the filter of this world. Everything under the filter became something that happened on another plane, and he could only watch history repeat itself through the filter forever.

He has nothing to do with this history and is just a passer-by who never existed.

The moment he reached the edge, Mo Ling stopped.

He changed direction and flew towards the sky. Driven by the sense of unreality, he wanted to see if there was an aerial boundary of this circular area.

Mo Ling controlled the block to fly upwards, but he still couldn't feel the boundary.

"No boundaries?"

This area is like a pillar reaching into the sky, with only edge restrictions but no height restrictions.

It's like a beam of light, shining from the distant sky straight to the earth.

The movement of the circular area is just the searchlight changing direction.

Mo Ling's vision was limited and he couldn't see the searchlight.

But he knew—

There must be something shining on this sky island.

(End of this chapter)