I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 669 Life and death
The alternation of life and death is vividly displayed in the flying butterfly.

The most brilliant moment of life is the moment of death.

Mo Ling was a little unsure at first, but after teleporting several entropy worms into the cube, he finally confirmed that the "resurrection posture" of the entropy worms was a manifestation of "death".

When they are alive, they are like glass handicrafts, flapping their wings mechanically. Only before death do they show the characteristics of life and disappear like a shooting star.

Or maybe, those entropy bugs didn't really die, they just returned to a certain state, returned to a certain place...

Mo Ling looked at the falling meteors, and the worries in his heart dissipated a lot.

At least now, his teleportation is effective, and those entropy worms will indeed be "killed" by the teleportation.

In this case, he can show his skills...

The orbit of life was still moving slowly, and there were countless entropy insects clinging to the vine. Mo Ling didn't have time to think about so many things.

His attention was focused again, and the eyes in his palms once again followed the disordered turbulence to capture the location of the entropy worm.

"Teleport, teleport, teleport..."

Many flying butterflies appeared in the cubes. They had no bodies, only wings. Every flap of their wings brought about chaotic waves, a breath that made everything return to chaos.

For things contaminated by that breath, the forces between molecules will slowly "loosen", the connection between all things will be severed by the passage of time, activity will fade, death will rise, and the broken molecules will escape into the surrounding space, continuing to decompose, disperse, and balance, evenly distributed to every position.

When chaos reaches its extreme, it actually creates another kind of balance and stability.

Falling meteors flashed through the metal space. The "dead" entropy worms stayed at the most shining moment of life, swept through the chaotic dust wind, disturbing the entropy of reality, and finally disappeared at an arbitrary moment.

Mo Ling held the soft eyes and stood in the completely chaotic hurricane. He actually achieved a clever balance. The chaos restrained each other and the disorder collided with each other, but in the eye of the typhoon, there was calm.

The butterfly landed on Mo Ling's shoulder and disappeared in a flash. The beautiful flash of light shone through the broken glass and onto the metal. The crisp sound of shattering echoed all around, blending into a broken song.

A meteor streaked across the ends of Mo Ling's hair, and the turbulence gently blew her hair up.

Mo Ling had already closed his eyes. He put his whole body and soul into the jelly in his palm, and used his clear vision to capture those invisible fluctuations. One by one, the entropy worms were caught silently in the cube, and then turned into broken meteors and fell into the unknown.

Unconsciously, the transmission speed became faster and faster.

From time to time, invisible gaps flashed along the track of life, and even the weak little animals realized that something was wrong.

They felt that the life of the vines seemed to be gradually reviving.

As the number of entropy worms became fewer and fewer, the dry body of the vine began to slowly swell up. The boundary between life and death seemed to be completely broken, and two overlapping states appeared simultaneously on the trajectory of life.

One side was still emitting debris, but the other side was revived.

When the unkillable entropy worms were killed, time, which could not be reversed, actually went backwards.

The traces of entropy increase on the vines are disappearing, and disorder is returning to order. It seems that something outside the system is interfering with this long-established fact, allowing the broken molecules to re-condense and the lost life to return.

The small animals looked at the invisible holes that kept appearing in amazement. The smooth cuts cut through the debris of the snow, separated the tight connection between the entropy worms and the vines, and tore apart the rules that had long been solidified.

“It’s waking up.”

"I'm not waking up, but my sleep is getting lighter and lighter."

"Regressed to a state where I had not yet fallen asleep."

The little animals that were rotating along the track suddenly felt that their connection with the vines was slowly recovering.

This is not a "repair" but a complete restoration.

Restored to a state that had never occurred. As the entropy worms disappeared one by one, the entropy increases that had occurred were also completely "erased".

The entropy worm never existed, so the entropy increase naturally never happened.

Time on the vine is slowly flowing backwards, and its body is regaining order. The traces of resistance to entropy increase are gradually disappearing.

Every time an entropy worm is destroyed, one less trace of it is removed.

Every time a trace disappears, a little bit of its life returns.

Although the small animals cannot feel the entropy worms, they can feel the life of the vines, and the emotional bonds built with "requests" and "promises" are constantly recovering.

Their vision became clearer and clearer, and the eyes they gave to the vines were also returning to their original appearance.

The shriveled eyeballs swelled up again and looked into the distance expectantly.

The vine tendrils that had long been stagnant also swayed slightly...

At this time, the other side.

The black vine caught by the black shadow seemed to suddenly feel something, and instantly broke free from the black shadow's restraints and flew towards the center of the abyss.

"Don't run!" the black shadow shouted as he chased after him.

Two shadows moved swiftly in the pure white debris. The black shadow could not catch the flexible tendrils no matter how hard it tried, and they came to the side of the track, one chasing and the other escaping.

After arriving here, the black shadow also felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Cube-shaped holes appear around it from time to time, and when it looks at these holes, it always feels like they are familiar.

After the black vine came here, it suddenly became quiet and stopped running away, allowing the black shadow to catch it in its hand.

"Why are you running here?" the black shadow asked the vine in his hand.

"The light appeared." Toushu replied calmly.

"Light? Where is the light?"

“The light came back on, like it had never been dimmed.”

The black vine in his hand was squirming and saying some incomprehensible words.

The black shadow was a little confused. It didn't see anything. It only saw cubic holes appearing one after another, cutting into the scattered debris.

"Speak clearly and don't tell in riddles." The black shadow shook the vine in his hand.

Fuji was very obedient and immediately explained the current situation to the shadow: "The vines are reviving, and the light is back."

"Resurrection? Why is it resurrected?"

The shadow looked at the holes and suddenly remembered something.

Was it that block that did it?

But isn't the cube still on the other side?

What it didn't know was that although the cube stayed there motionless, its limit-breaking vision had already covered the entire abyss and landed on the entire track network.

The teleportation became more and more skillful. The holes that suddenly appeared were like precise scalpels, accurately peeling off the entropy worms attached to the vines...

(End of this chapter)