I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 671: The Sea of ​​Books
Speaking of being in chaos, the vines seemed to be immersed in it.

Sometimes it was certain, sometimes it was confused, and it talked a lot to itself.

However, it itself is not sure whether what it feels is true or false.

"Maybe it's an illusion caused by the disappearance of the eyes?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore..."

In the end, the vines fulfilled their promise to Sombra and sent Sombra and the Cube back to the Pipeline Fortress.

Since it has jelly, it is not difficult to do this.

After regaining control of the body, the vine waved its tendrils and created a huge ball of jelly in the void.

"This is the passage to the pipeline fortress. Let me give you a ride."

The huge ball of jelly squirmed, and the tendrils all over the sky rolled up the blocks and black shadows, pushing them slowly into the jelly.

"After you leave, I will sort out the entire world in the book, clean up the mess left by Wenwen, and check the track in the Abyss. When all this is over, I will establish contact with humans..."

As the vine gradually recovered from the disorder, its mind became clearer and clearer, and it quickly arranged the next things...

The vine tendrils gently pushed the block. Mo Ling stood in the metal space, not yet recovering from what the vines said.

"Broken into disordered words? Given meaning by the transcendent?"

These arguments seem somewhat familiar...

However, Mo Ling could not be sure that everything the vines felt was real.

That bizarre sensation might be some kind of near-death experience.

Or maybe the vines were influenced by the entropy worms and accepted their worldview.

Different creatures perceive the world differently, and the Entropy Worm is no exception. The vine may have just observed the world from a different angle, but it could not understand this angle, so it experienced that kind of wonderful experience.

“If you turn a human into a butterfly and let him experience everything a butterfly feels, he will also feel that the world has changed…”

The more Mo Ling thought about it, the more he felt that what the vines sensed was not credible.

"Just believe what you see..."

Mo Ling pinched the jelly eyes in her hand.

At this moment, the jelly eyes in his hand seemed to be melting...

Perhaps because capturing the fluctuations of the entropy worm consumed too much energy, the eye could no longer sustain it and was limply lying in Mo Ling's hand.

Mo Ling's field of vision was slowly shrinking, and those synchronous orbits seemed to be gradually becoming vague.

Morin knew that it was not because the synchronous orbits were disappearing, but because his "vision" of the synchronization rate was fading.

When the jelly eyes in his hands completely melted, he could no longer see those synchronized tracks.

Although it was a bit of a pity, Mo Ling was still very grateful for this eye.

Without this eye, he would not be able to find any trace of those entropy worms.

"Let me take one last look."

As the cube sank into the jelly again, Mo Ling saw the wonderful spliced ​​world again, but this time, he could see the synchronization rate...

The originally chaotic world takes on a new look under the observation of this eye.

It turns out that those worlds are not completely chaotic. Different worlds that seem to have no connection are connected by corresponding orbits.

Some worlds are on the same time track. They have the same flow rate, but are at different nodes of the time track. As the time track runs, these worlds move forward together, cover each other, and repeat the same thing happening at the same time... Some worlds are on the same space track. They overlap with each other, but are in different dimensions, just like the relationship between a projection and a mural. Although they are on the same plane, they have their own expressions.

The creatures on the projection plane can only feel the projection world, and the creatures on the mural plane can only feel the mural world. Their senses cannot transcend the system and are restricted to the essence of the world. What they feel are naturally things within the system.

The light from the mural shines on the little man in the mural, casting a tiny shadow on the ground. The little man opens his eyes and can only see everything on the mural, but nothing outside the mural.

The same is true for the creatures in the projection.

The senses are limited by the material world, which naturally limits the worldview of living things within the world.

On those numerous orbits, many worlds of different natures overlap, and the creatures in them also rise and fall in them...

What the finger insect feels is the world of touch.

What ear flies perceive is the world of sound.

What the Bee Bee perceives is the world of smells.

Birds of prey experience the world of taste.

What the person at the bottom of the well feels is the world of light.

They all identified the appearance of the world in their hearts, and the world separated by the senses was divided into five different appearances, but these five appearances were not the true appearance.

"Which kind of world is the real world?"

These creatures all have their own firm answers, and they also have a unique and profound understanding of the "nature" of the world they live in.

They study the world with their only senses and judge the truth of the world with their flawed vision, but they don't know that the "reality" they feel is just a projection of that world.

There is light above the shadow, what is behind the light?
Mo Ling looked at the jelly, as if he saw himself in the mirror, and as if he saw the countless creatures floating in the book.

"You're back?" A familiar voice interrupted Mo Ling's thoughts.

Only then did Mo Ling realize that he had returned to Tianjin Mountain, floating next to the bubble eyeball, and he had turned back into the appearance of the fragrant bee.

The amorphous odor molecules still did not collapse...

"Have you found Shadow? Rescued the vine?" The eyeball asked lightly, floating aside.

"Rescued..." Mo Ling answered in a daze, but as soon as he said it, he realized something was wrong.

"How did you know I went to save the vine?"

"I saw it. The light has always been there. I saw everything I should see." His tone was still calm.

But Mo Ling could no longer suppress his inner shock.

"You can even see things outside the world?"

"Of course, I also saw that you killed all those entropy bugs. You were so cruel... They are also a group of pitiful creatures. They were just driven up by the things at the bottom of the abyss. If you kill them all, they will be resurrected at the bottom of the abyss and suffer again..."

"What do you mean?" Mo Ling heard the hidden meaning in the eyes.

"Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."

The eye in the bubble slowly turned and stared at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling discovered that the look seemed different from what he had seen before.

And the next sentence from Eyeball made him tremble with fear:
"Do you like reading? The Fire Thief."

(End of this chapter)