I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 727 The Power of Grass
Another gust of light grass and wood fragrance dispelled the unpleasant stench of decay, and a cool breeze blew in the closed cave.

As the green light spread, the wind blew farther and farther, blowing onto the corpse.

At the same time, the green light shone on the cortex of the cyst, clearly illuminating the dry wrinkles on it.

The eight legs were also illuminated by the light. Mo Ling could see clearly that the legs were actually a kind of yellow-green mucus. They looked extremely smooth, sometimes solidified and sometimes softened. When illuminated by the green light of the grass, they suddenly froze.

Then, a huge roar of a beast called Mo Ling's attention back.

"Hum!"

Although the voice was hoarse, it was very powerful and caused the entire cave to tremble.

Mo Ling looked in the direction of the voice and found...

It was actually the corpse that was roaring!
The corpse of a creature that was either a rhinoceros or a hippopotamus raised its huge and bloated head, and let out an earth-shaking roar with its long-rotten body.

The dead silence immediately suppressed the fragrance of the grass and trees, trying to counterattack.

However, the gentle breeze was not afraid at all, it blew towards it and easily dissipated the death aura brought by the beast's roar.

Mo Ling also came back to his senses from the sudden roar of the beast.

"Why did you suddenly come alive?"

Mo Ling quickly looked at the grass in his hand. The green light was being released unscrupulously, and the roar of the dead beast had no effect on the grass at all.

"Is that corpse animated?"

Animated corpse?

Mo Ling finally saw the familiar effects on the grass, but he still didn't quite understand why the grass would be activated at this time?
Wouldn't it just add to the trouble if we resurrected the corpse?

But soon, Mo Ling understood Xiaocao's actions.

Under the illumination of the green light, the dead beast roared and began to bite its own "legs". Its body also began to struggle, trying to get rid of the parasites on its "legs".

The dead creatures actually started fighting with those legs!
When illuminated by the green light, the legs, which were already somewhat limp, were suddenly attacked by the dead beast and several of them were bitten off. The remaining legs resisted stubbornly, turning into liquid and trying to drill into the holes in the corpse.

But at this moment, the surrounding green light suddenly turned into long whips, on which complex leaf patterns shone. The web-like leaf roads instantly covered the long whips, and the long whips were swung out at the same time.

A gust of strong wind blew, and the "leg" that tried to drill into the hole in the corpse was knocked directly to the ground, where it squirmed in pain.

But even though they had already fallen to the ground, the dead beast did not give up. It squeezed out of the cave wall with its body twisted beyond recognition and a sinister green light reflected all over it. It stepped on those "legs" mercilessly, crushing them into ashes.

This time, Mo Ling finally saw clearly that those "legs" dispersed and turned into yellow powder before disappearing, and this powder was exactly the same as the one on the wall of the cave.

"It's those insect eggs!"

I didn't expect that the insect eggs would have this function. They turned into legs and parasitized other objects in order to escape from the cave?

Mo Ling didn't think much about it, he had bigger troubles now.

Although its "legs" were gone, the dead beast had broken free from the constraints of the cave wall and was now emitting a terrifying aura, as if everything around it was its enemy. It was surrounded by the resentment of the dead, and it indiscriminately resented all the living things around it.

As the only living creature, Mo Ling was instantly targeted by the resentment. The bloated dead beast was filled with murderous intent, as if it would pounce on him in the next second, devour him alive, and turn him into a member of the dead.

However, the dead beast did not attack, but quietly moved aside and lay on the ground obediently. Then, the green light on its body gradually faded, and the dead beast completely lost its "vitality" and died again. A faint grass fragrance blew over, gently brushing away the monstrous death on the dead beast. The stench dissipated, and the corpse gradually turned into grass leaves floating in the air, drifting away with the breeze.

The light gradually dimmed, and Mo Ling still didn't realize what was happening.

He looked at the grass in his hand, then glanced at the empty cave, his mind in a mess.

He was ready to throw the dead beast into the cube, but he didn't expect this result.

However, Mo Ling soon figured it out. This was all thanks to the grass's activating power.

It is easy to bring a corpse back to life, and of course it is easy to make it die again. Xiaocao did not directly attack those "legs" as before, but chose a very energy-saving method, which can also be said to be an extremely clever "borrowing the force of another's opponent".

As the "dead", they would definitely have deep hostility towards the existence that played with their corpses, so Xiaocao directly brought the corpse back to life. The resurrected dead would not hesitate to attack the existence that desecrated their corpses, and would make those "legs" the primary targets of attack, pouring out their resentment on them.

So, taking advantage of this, Xiaocao easily used the power of the dead beast to get rid of those "legs". At this time, he took back the revitalizing power, and the dead beast turned back into a corpse.

Not only that, Mo Ling looked at the grass in his hand and had a bolder guess: the grass can control the animated creatures it creates at will.

"The dead beast's behavior before it died again should have been controlled by Xiaocao..."

The overwhelming resentment was not an illusion, but was forcibly suppressed by the grass, which forcibly controlled the corpse to move aside.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling had a new understanding of the grass.

"Very powerful, and very smart..."

But Mo Ling remembered that the grass had always been quiet before, so why did it suddenly become so active and smart?

Was it stimulated by something, or...

"I took such good care of you?"

Mo Ling remembered that when he was in the cube, he often talked to the grass, asking it to grow bigger so that the "greening rate" in the metal space would be higher. However, the grass did not grow much and remained very small.

Could it be that you became smarter because you talk to me often?

The more Mo Ling thought about it, the more he thought about it. He even guessed that there might be an "old man" in the grass, but now his power has been damaged, so he can only hide in the relics and slowly recover his strength...

"Are you some important person who is injured now and can only hide inside and help me secretly?"

"Grass Master?"

"The remnant soul of the world tree?"

"Tomoko?"

"Fujiwara no Sawa?"

"Atum?"

In the empty cave, Mo Ling asked himself a bunch of questions to the grass in his hand.

The grass just glowed quietly without any response...

(End of this chapter)