I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 723 Bronze Rhythm
Mo Ling did not intend to refuse their request because he himself was also planning to go there and take a look.

“That’s where it all started.”

The failure of the green kidney caused the alienation of the organ. If we understand the cause of the failure, we may be able to solve all of this.

"How do I get there?" Mo Ling asked the old phoenix in front of him.

The huge bird head slowly approached Mo Ling, and an ethereal voice entered his body: "Come up... I'll take you there."

"Come up?" Mo Ling looked at the bird head and didn't react.

"Come on me." Old Phoenix said lightly.

So that's what it meant... Mo Ling reacted, his body floated up gently, and he came to the bird's head full of mysterious patterns, and stood between the gaps between the bronze feathers.

"Ding Dang~" The bird's head suddenly raised up and rose into the air.

The figure of the statue below suddenly disappeared, and the thick fog around it instantly obscured the view.

"Hold on, I'm leaving..."

The old phoenix's voice traveled along the soles of his feet to Mo Ling's bronze body, constantly echoing in his body. Mo Ling also hurriedly grabbed the bronze feather on the bird's head.

As the sound of feathers rustling became more and more frequent, the old phoenix took off into the sky.

A gust of wind blew away the surrounding fog, and after a few ups and downs, the old phoenix had carried Mo Ling to high altitude.

The vision suddenly became clear again. The fog was condensing below, but it was very thin in the sky. Mo Ling stood on the bird's head and looked down. It was like overlooking a green sea of ​​clouds. Strange outlines were faintly flashing in the sea of ​​clouds. Those were the bronze lives in the fog.

Looking down at the bronze heart from this angle is a completely different picture.

But what shocked Mo Ling even more was that higher above his head, there seemed to be a dome full of wrinkles, wrapping the entire sea of ​​mist and clouds.

The dome was still slowly wriggling. It seemed to be made of some green flesh, and the surface was covered with a layer of membrane emitting a faint fluorescence. It looked very tough.

"What is that?" Mo Ling exclaimed.

The old phoenix's bronze eyes moved slightly, looking towards the dome looming above.

"That is the inner wall of the atrium of the bronze heart."

After hearing the old phoenix's explanation, Mo Ling instantly understood that this was the true form of the bronze heart...

There was no end to the foggy sea of ​​clouds below. The old phoenix seemed big enough in Mo Ling's eyes, but surrounded by the atrium dome, the sea of ​​clouds was just like a thin "carpet", and the old phoenix was even smaller, just a "black dot" under the dome.

Mo Ling had no idea how big the real bronze heart was.

"No wonder the heartbeat sound can come from all directions and cover every place..."

The bronze heart does not require much power at all, nor does it require any "respect" for the bronze life within it. As long as the heartbeat starts, everything under the dome will inevitably be affected.

The old phoenix flew slowly between the blue sky and earth. Although it was so huge, it was just a slightly larger "microorganism" in this vast bronze heart and could not cause any waves at all.

The clouds were misty, the dome was vast, and a giant bird was flapping its wings... The sound of feathers colliding traveled into the air, but without any response, it disappeared into the endless blue.

Mo Ling grasped the feathers of the bird's head tightly to resist the strong wind.

The green mist caressed the bronze body and seeped into the gaps between the patterns.

The whirring wind blew by, and Mo Ling seemed to hear the sound of wind blowing through copper. The outer shell was vibrating slightly, emitting a strange resonance. "Buzz...Buzz..."

The sound had a very regular rhythm, old-fashioned and restrained, like the sound of bells in a temple, or the sound of chimes played when the emperor offered sacrifices to heaven. It was extremely orderly, without a trace of redundancy or disorder.

Gradually, the resonating sound merged with the sound of the old phoenix flapping its wings, like a bronze gear, fitting together perfectly and running according to regular tooth marks, rising and falling, up and down.

As he listened, Mo Ling slowly became immersed in it. He seemed to hear the sound of a clock, and also the sound of his heartbeat. The sound of the wind turned into even breathing, and the sound of feathers colliding turned into the sound of a bell.

Rules, the ultimate rules...

Everything in Bronze's mind is born out of rules.

Just like the functioning of the human body.

The beating of the heart, the exhalation and inhalation of breath, the opening and closing of the eyelids, the contact and separation of the lips, the contraction and extension of the limbs, the sliding and stagnation of the bones...

The organs in the human body all rotate within a certain "amplitude", just like gears. These gears form a precise "clock" that operates under extreme rules and operates within a certain system that cannot be exceeded or deviated from.

The bronze heart is the midpoint of these gears, the base point that anchors the rhythm of the clock.

Just like a human heartbeat, the faster it beats, the more intense the life activities are, and the faster the "clock" goes by. When the heartbeat slows down, the life activities become more steady, and the human body's clock slows down.

Heartbeat can be fast or slow, and time can also be fast or slow.

If there is a problem in any gear of the human body clock, the heart will detect it and then it will be reflected in the heartbeat.

The same was true for Bronze Heart, which knew clearly that something was wrong with the spectrum.

There are changes in the organs, and this human clock machine is gradually breaking down.

It can only try its best to resist this process, using various means to maintain the regularity of the gear operation and make the second hand beat as normal as possible.

As the center of the rhythm, the Bronze Heart cannot turn a blind eye to everything that happens like the Orange Stomach. It must ensure the stability of the rhythm, ensure that the passage of "time" is normal, and that life activities always remain within a certain "amplitude".

The heart still beats, the breath still comes, the eyelids still open and close...

Despite the severity of the disease, the rhythmic center cannot move abnormally.

Mo Ling quietly felt the rhythmic sound. In addition to the extreme regularity, he also felt a hint of loneliness.

The heart is the loneliest organ. It is at the center, tightly protected, dominating everything and prohibiting any interference.

Just like the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, the empire is about to collapse, he has nowhere to vent his anger and he cannot vent his anger. He can only forcibly maintain the majesty that is no longer of much use, suppress everything with thunder and lightning, and use the beating of his heart to intimidate the corrupt ministers and the turbulent court.

Until there was no one responding to it under the dragon throne...

"Bang bang...bang bang..."

The old phoenix flapped its wings and suddenly made a strange "eh" sound.

The oncoming strong wind suddenly disappeared and turned into an upward force, lifting the bronze wings higher and higher.

The wind direction changed, the resistance completely disappeared, and it became a complete tailwind.

The rhythm was still beating, as if the bronze emperor saw hope in the decay, gently raised his hand, and lifted up the bird flying towards the future...

(End of this chapter)