I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 901: Tianmu’s Warning

"So you also...what?"

Mo Ling couldn't hear the following words clearly.

He could only keep falling and return to Martin's side.

Now, he finally understood...

What Martin is shouting is - "It turns out you are also words."

"I am also a word?" Mo Ling was about to ask when Martin started circling around Mo Ling with his hands and feet dancing.

"You are a period! When the round period is enlarged, it becomes a square. The continuously divided arcs become straight lines. The intersection of straight lines must have angles, just like in calculus, the ever-changing curve is represented by the superposition of rectangles. You are the smallest unit. For the convenience of calculation, it is simplified into this form!"

Martin pointed at Mo Ling and said a bunch of incomprehensible words.

Mo Ling originally thought that Martin had discovered some truth, so she listened carefully, but the more she listened, the more confused she became.

Martin talked about "period" to "calculus", and then from "calculus" to "elementary particles", and his discussion became more and more outrageous.

Mo Ling could only transmit the electronic screen again and asked, "Did you really see it?"

"I saw it!" Martin replied confidently.

But when Mo Ling looked up into the sky again, there was still nothing, just the rolling chaos of colors.

Martin also discovered that it seemed that only he could see the words in the air.

He slowly calmed down and stopped gesticulating. Instead, he looked up at the sky seriously, and then suddenly froze.

"I can't see either..." he murmured suddenly.

"What's going on? Was it just an illusion?"

Just when he was confused, a sudden click was heard.

His glass jar broke again... the crack extended along the body of the jar all the way to the top, even more serious than the previous time when it was attacked by the robot.

Not only that, some tiny grid-like cracks spread along the large cracks to the entire jar. The originally clear and transparent kimchi jar suddenly became blurry, and even the contents inside could not be seen clearly.

Martin was stunned at first, then he quickly covered his "face" and lowered his head.

"Can't look... Can't look..." He muttered to himself, then slowly bent down.

"What's going on?" Mo Ling hurried forward, and Martin also hid behind the block.

"Block it for me, I saw something I shouldn't have seen, I'll ask my brothers to save me..." Martin said in a low voice.

At this moment, his voice sounded vague, as if it was covered by a thick layer of glass. The words seemed to be stuck together, and there was a buzzing resonance.

Mo Ling didn't know what was going on, he just stood in front of Martin.

Soon, Martin's "brother" arrived.

As soon as this "Martin" appeared, he slapped his hand directly on the block, and at the same time slapped Martin, whose can was broken, with his other hand.

After being photographed, both Cube and Martin seemed to have stepped on empty air and fell downwards.

Even though the block was still floating in the air, it felt like everything around it was sliding upwards.

Not long after they fell, a dividing line suddenly appeared below, and the two blocks passed through it.

Call ~
Martin breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his "face", patted his chest, and looked like he was still frightened.

"As expected, we cannot look at things too far away through dreams, otherwise we will encounter backlash from the sky. This is its warning to me." He said in shock.

"You take good care of that bed... I am already an outsider and cannot interfere in the affairs of the game. The backlash this time is just a small matter. If I continue to interfere, not only myself, but also the brothers on every floor will be swallowed up by the sky." Martin looked at the cube and said very seriously.

His voice was still as vague as before, and a little weaker.

Mo Ling still didn't understand what was happening.

Why did Martin's glass jar suddenly break?

What does this have to do with what he saw?
What did he mean by those words?
As if he could see the puzzlement in the cube, Martin gently tapped the edge of the cube and pointed to the sky.

"That is a layer of dream, or it can be a layer of lens."

“Two layers of dreams are like two layers of lenses.”

"Do you still remember the text curtain we saw together? After we separated last time, I did an experiment..."

“I use dreams as a lens to see what’s beyond the canopy of words.”

"The more layers of lenses there are, the farther you can see, but the blurrier it is, just like observing distant stars through a telescope."

"Not only that, there is another serious problem. Under the magnifying effect of the lens, all light fluctuations will become extremely obvious, just like looking at the sun through a telescope. If I'm not careful, I will get burned."

Martin said this, pointing to the cracks on his glass jar.

"If I tell people today what's in the distance on the text sky curtain, it would be a spoiler. It would affect the entire text sky curtain, and the sky curtain would also change. Those fluctuations would burn me under the magnifying effect of the lens, so I have to be careful..."

"I'm sorry, I can only tell you this much. This is the limit of what I can bear."

"I'll come back to see you when I recover."

With every word Martin spoke, the cracks on his glass jar would split into tiny spider web patterns, spreading towards those areas that were not yet covered by the cracks, gradually devouring the clear glass surface, and the kimchi in the jar also rotated slower and slower...

Finally, Martin stopped talking and made a "hush" gesture to the cube.

He threw off his cloak, stood up straight, and waved at the cube.

It's time to say goodbye, but Martin is now covered in wounds and seems unable to utter a word...

He struck a handsome pose and gradually retreated backwards. His cloak fluttered in the wind and a brilliant colorful vortex appeared behind him. Countless tentacles stretched and danced in it. The cracks on the glass jar also became his achievements, and each one demonstrated his courage.

However, just when he was looking his most handsome, his brother, another "Martin", rushed up and slapped him in the face.

"Why are you trying to be cool? Saying goodbye isn't a spoiler, it won't backfire!"

"Now that you're leaving, who's going to send you back? You should have told me before you did! You're still posing here, and people who don't know would think you're going to die! You had the chance to spoil the show, but you didn't reveal anything useful. You told a bunch of riddles just to maintain your status. How can you be this kind of person? I won't let you come next time..."

The brother gave Martin a lecture, and the "special effects" behind him were directly shattered by a slap.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing, we are all the same person, and I let you come here, aren't you just trying to be cool?"

Hearing this, the other "Martin" was stunned for a moment:
"That's true..."

"Then why did you hit me!"

"I'm not happy with you. I hate it most when others try to look cool."

"..."

(End of this chapter)