I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 729 Death Thoughts
"I don't want to die!"

A corpse in the river suddenly rushed ashore and hit Mo Ling.

But Mo Ling did not feel any collision, but just felt a trace of sadness rising in his heart.

"I still have important things to do, how can I die?"

The deadly voice sounded beside Mo Ling again. The thick river water rolled. In a trance, Mo Ling seemed to see the obsession of the corpse before his death...

……

"Mother, mother."

Young animals often call for their mothers.

It was much weaker than its peers since birth, but its mother did not give up on it.

When the baby was learning to walk, every time he fell, his mother would patiently help him up, let him lean on her legs, and support him as he walked.

But all four of its legs were still trembling, and it could not walk steadily. It even began to doubt whether it was normal or whether it was born with a defect.

"Mother, will I never be able to walk well?" It mustered up the courage to ask its mother.

"Of course not. As long as you keep doing it, you will get it right." The mother comforted it gently...

It's like this every time. Its mother never blames it. She just encourages it and tells it not to give up.

For the sake of its mother's expectations, it always perseveres.

Fortunately, after unremitting efforts, it finally stopped trembling when walking.

But it was still very unstable and would often bump into its playmates when it walked. Those playmates would attack it because of its offense, but at this time, its mother would appear and protect it.

Gradually, it lost the confidence to play with its playmates and kept hiding beside its mother.

The mother did not think there was anything wrong with this and patiently played with it, taking it to frolic in the pond, running on the sand dunes, and comforting the young cat.

Although it was excluded by its companions, it never felt lonely.

It was in the period of growing up, and in order to provide it with enough food, the mother was the hardest-working member of the tribe during every group hunting. She always came back covered in blood, but she also brought back the most food.

"Eat..." Mother stroked it weakly.

It rubbed against its mother silently and struggled to stuff the food into its stomach.

But it was stuffed with too much food and it couldn't bear it. After eating for a while, it vomited out the food.

Its body was too weak to even take in excessive amounts of food. While its companions were wolfing down the food, it could only swallow, in small bites, the food that its mother had taken great pains to bring back.

Then he vomited it out and ate it again...filling his digestive organs until he could no longer vomit.

It didn't want to waste the food its mother brought back, nor did it want to let down the blood on its mother's body. That was what its mother fought for with her life, so it had to eat all the food.

After eating too much, it lay beside its mother, unable to move. Its mother just stayed by its side, rubbing it gently, without saying anything.

It can no longer speak, and can't do anything until the food is digested...

However, after eating so much, its health showed no improvement.

While its peers of the same age had already started playing hunting games, it would fall down even if it ran faster.

“Why do my legs still feel weak even though I’ve eaten so many tough bones?”

"Why is it that even after I ate so many shiny eyeballs, everything in front of me is still blurry?"

"Why have I eaten so many smart brains, but my thinking is still a mess?" "Why have I eaten so many sharp claws, but my claws are still so fragile that they break at the slightest touch?"

"Why am I still so small and weak even though I've eaten so much strong flesh and blood?"

The food had no effect on it at all, just like a stone sinking into a pond, it disappeared silently.

However, the mother still fought hard in the group hunts as always, and each time she was covered in blood, and each time she returned with the most food.

"Eat..." Mother is always so gentle to it, stroking it gently and pushing piles of food in front of it.

Finally, one day, it couldn't bear it anymore. Looking at the food, it begged its mother not to bring so much food in the future.

The mother looked at it puzzled and asked it why.

"Because it's useless to me."

"How can it be useless? Once you eat it, it goes into your stomach."

"But I'm still so weak..."

"Maybe you haven't eaten enough." The mother patiently comforted him, "I will bring more food back later. As long as you eat enough, you will definitely become stronger... grow the hardest bones, the brightest eyes, the smartest brain, the sharpest claws, and the strongest flesh and blood."

Listening to its mother's encouragement, it felt deeply powerless.

It is not worthy of the mother's efforts. All the food will only be wasted by it, and the mother's efforts will also be wasted by it.

Even if we share this food with other companions, it will be much more meaningful than eating it...

It raised its weak paws and waved them forward a few times.

This was originally a means of killing the enemy, but when it was performed, it was like some kind of funny dance. Before it even touched the enemy, it was already out of breath.

Its paws went limp and it looked back at its mother.

"Mother, do you see that? I can't do it. I really can't do it."

The mother looked at it tenderly, raised her paws and waved them. The claw marks directly tore through the darkness and created several high-temperature cracks on the sand dunes of eternal night. The scorching light made the surrounding air currents surge, and a terrifying aura followed, pressing it to tremble.

“As long as you keep doing it, you will get it done.”

Mother's encouragement is the same as always, just as gentle and patient.

But looking at the claw marks that were still emitting heat, it knew clearly in its heart that this was something it could never do.

"I can never do it no matter how hard I try. I can never do it..."

“No matter how hard I try, I can’t do it.”

"Talent determines the upper limit. Life is confined to a completely closed block from the moment you are born. Any effort you make is just a struggle within this block."

"The size of the cube will not change. It will be whatever size it is. Throughout your life, you will be blocked by the barrier of the cube. You will not be able to break through the cube and reach the edge of the barrier. Once you touch the barrier, that will be your limit."

Fish cannot fly in the sky, birds cannot burrow into the ground, ants cannot lift up trees, lizards cannot keep their body temperature constant... There is a block beyond the reach of any living creature.

At this point, the claw marks on the sand dune were outside the block that it could never reach.

Because its block is so small, it can see the edge and its own limitations at a glance.

It's too weak...

He was so weak that he could only curl up in that block, unable to escape.

(End of this chapter)