I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 606

Li Luo held two fingers and pondered for a while, and surprisingly, he thought the same thing as Mo Ling.

She pinched her fingers and carefully placed them towards the gap in the ground.

As soon as the finger touched the ground, it suddenly came alive and curled up.

Immediately afterwards, Li Luo felt a violent shaking.

The bloodstain under his feet suddenly shattered into countless pieces, and the finger actually crawled up from the ground, went to another part of the room, and hooked with another finger on the ground.

When the two index fingers of the right hand, which could not exist at the same time, came into contact with each other, the intertwined index fingers actually turned into a ball and rolled to the center of the room.

A faint vibration suddenly shook out from the finger ball and spread to the surroundings. Wherever the shock wave spread, the dried blood suddenly turned from black to red and began to surge.

The thick stains suddenly turned into a sticky river of blood, surging towards the surroundings. Just as Li Luo was about to leave the room, the shock wave suddenly exploded, echoing throughout the room. All the blood stains affected by the shock wave turned into fresh blood, instantly flooding the entire room.

Before Li Luo could react, he fell into the sea of ​​blood.

She subconsciously tried to grab the cube, but saw that the cube was also engulfed by the blood falling from above the room.

Although there was a floor, Li Luo felt like he was sinking deeper and deeper until his eyes were filled with bright red...

And Mo Ling in the cube was also plunged into a sea of ​​blood the moment he was hit by the shock wave.

red.

There is only one color in the field of vision - red.

Deep and psychedelic.

Even if you extend it outside the room, to the farthest point, all you can see is endless red, and even Li Luo is nowhere to be seen.

"What's wrong with me?"

The red color deprived Mo Ling of all his senses. He only felt that the red color completely replaced everything in his vision, making him completely confused.

Even his thoughts were blurred by the impact of the red color. He drifted in the sea of ​​blood, in a daze. It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a moment had passed.

Gradually, Mo Ling got used to the existence of red and forgot everything.

It seems that the world is like this, only red, nothing else.

Mo Ling seemed to have turned into a baby in the womb, ignorant and confused, his mind washed away by the sea of ​​blood until only self-awareness remained. He only knew how to think, but didn't know what to think about.

He stared at the endless red and was stunned...

Finally, when the red was about to swallow him, he felt a warm touch, and something soft touched his forehead, like jelly, very elastic.

The thing was rubbed on his forehead for a while, bringing his scattered attention back so that he was no longer attracted by the endless red.

Then, the jelly-like thing gently held Mo Ling's hand and guided him forward.

Mo Ling finally felt the outline of the thing, a long creature with a hard skeleton in the middle and soft skin on the outside, sometimes bent and sometimes straightened.

Mo Ling seemed to know what this was, but the red color filled his mind and he couldn't remember what the creature in front of him was.

After guiding Mo Ling to touch it, the creature held Mo Ling's hand and touched Mo Ling's body.

Unexpectedly, when Mo Ling touched his body, he found that his outline was exactly the same as that of the long creature.

He was clearly trying to touch with his "hands", but he couldn't touch his own "hands".

In other words, his "hand" was just a fictitious invisible force, and he actually used his long body to touch the outside world. "Am I also this kind of creature?" Mo Ling was a little confused. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but now his mind was completely imprisoned by the red color and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Who am I?" Mo Ling had already forgotten.

He was guided by the long creature and brought to a strange place.

Here, more long creatures came up and touched Mo Ling's body. Mo Ling could feel their bodies trembling, as if they were all very happy.

"Are they all like me, my companions?"

Those long creatures caressed Mo Ling affectionately and took him everywhere to meet new companions. Mo Ling discovered that some were long, some were short, and their outlines were different.

Some are very hard, some are very soft, some are very rough, and some are very delicate...

The patterns on their heads are also different, in circles, and each companion is different. Moreover, there are many types of these patterns.

Some are concentric circles, like ripples on the water.

Some of the patterns are open on one side and are very irregular, like a winnowing basket.

Others are made up of superimposed arcs.

……

Based on the different patterns, you can distinguish different companions.

"What a pity that I can't see what they look like." A strange thought suddenly arose in Mo Ling's mind, but this thought confused him.

"look?"

"what does that mean?"

There was red everywhere, and there was no other way to perceive it except touching it. Mo Ling began to doubt his strange thoughts, but in an instant he forgot what he was thinking.

His thoughts are gradually becoming simpler.

Soon, the companions pulled Mo Ling and began to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.

Hard, soft, smooth, regular, irregular...

Mo Ling is using touch to slowly get to know the world. His simple mind is also filled with various senses of touch. He knows what to touch and what not to touch, which ones will hurt and which ones will feel comfortable.

The color red covered up the world, but touching it made Mo Ling understand the world in a whole new way.

The companions took him with them and told him all their experiences.

Mo Ling then realized that his companions had been treating him like a newborn, and that was why they took him around and let him touch all kinds of things. They were very innocent, and their thoughts were very simple, and apart from touching all kinds of things, they would huddle together, touch each other and play.

Gradually, Mo Ling memorized the details of each of his companions, not only the lines on the head, but also the wrinkles at the joints, and the feeling of touch was very different.

Not only that, Mo Ling also learned how to communicate from his companions.

It is a language of touch, with one firm touch for "one", two firm touches for "two", a brief touch on the side of the head for "follow me", and a light touch on the knuckles for "I want to play with you".

While playing, Mo Ling learned various touch languages, and he was gradually able to have simple communication with his companions.

I don't know how long it took, but when Mo Ling was playing, a question suddenly came to his mind. Before his thoughts were completely lost, he quickly touched his companion and asked the question in his mind:

"We, what are we?"

(End of this chapter)