I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 952 Regular Harvest
The moment Xiaokong took the yellow-haired girl into the ripples, the entire beehive seemed to tremble, and the hexagonal structure suddenly began to twist, softening like honey, flowing down, and suddenly dissipating in mid-air.

It seems that since the leader is no longer here, this hive can't hold out for much longer.

Seeing this, Xiao Kong quickly ran back to Mo Ling. When Mo Ling saw him, she asked in confusion, "Why did you take her to the shelter?"

"I can't leave her here alone. Since she said that everything is up to me, I don't need to ask her opinion." Xiao Kong answered as a matter of course.

He looked at Mo Ling and asked seriously, "Did you hear that just now?"

"What did you hear?"

"My conversation with my sister."

"Yeah." Mo Ling nodded.

"Don't you think there's a problem? All the brothers and sisters of the previous generation are missing. If the heavenly soldiers hadn't suddenly disappeared this time, the brothers and sisters who participated in the operation would have also disappeared, and then my generation, and then Xiaolian's generation..."

"Each generation disappears at a certain point in time, and the next generation doesn't know why, but continues to explore the ruins when they grow up, and then disappears at another point in time, generation after generation, over and over again."

"If Sister Xiao Huang's guess is correct, and this underground hangar is a trap, then that makes sense..."

"The Heavenly Soldiers are using this trap to harvest us at regular intervals!"

"At a certain time, when the survivors have formed a certain size, the Heavenly Soldiers will guide them into the hangar and discover the so-called 'truth'. When the survivors gather together to act, they will capture them all in one fell swoop and directly harvest a large number of survivors."

"After the harvest, hide the activated Heavenly Soldiers and wait for the survivors to grow. After a certain period of time, do it again!"

"We are like round bugs kept in the ruins. Every once in a while, the heavenly soldiers will gather us up and feast on us! The disappearance of each generation of survivors is inevitable, and we can't hide from it at all!"

Xiao Kong clenched his fists in anger as he explained to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling was also shocked after hearing this.

So, it's really possible...

But there is still a question: Are there an endless number of survivors in the ruins? Can they not be "eaten" all? Where do the younger survivors come from?
"You said you were raised by your brothers and sisters, is that right?" Mo Ling asked Xiao Kong.

Xiaokong nodded: "What's wrong?"

"Then how did your brothers and sisters find you?"

Hearing this question, Xiaokong's expression suddenly became strange.

He opened his mouth and uttered an answer that Mo Ling did not expect:

"Pick it up."

"Picked it up?"

"Yes, we found them from the ruins. We were all found. Our brothers and sisters found us, and we found younger companions. Xiaolian was found by Xiaodan, so she has always been with Xiaodan. Xiaoyang, Xiaohei, and I were all found by sister Xiaohuang. I am the oldest, so I am the boss..."

While recalling, Xiaokong told Mo Ling about their social structure.

"We often pick up children in the ruins. They can't talk yet, and they are naked, standing in the ruins. We can easily see them. Then we will take these children back and teach them to talk. At the beginning, they don't have much control over their abilities and often get into trouble. We need older friends to suppress them." "Sister Xiao Huang often tells me about her childhood. She said that I was more obedient than other children. Xiao Yang and Xiao Hei often made trouble, and I would help my brothers and sisters to teach them a lesson, but I don't remember much about these..."

"When we grew up, we also started picking up children. We taught them what we learned from our brothers and sisters, such as how to speak, how to control their abilities, and how to find food. Generally, whoever picked up the child would take the main responsibility, and other companions would assist, and finally raise the child together."

"When the older children were old enough to take care of the younger ones, it became easier. Later, Sister Huang became very busy and often had to go to the city center to explore for a long time, so the younger brothers and sisters were left to me to take care of."

"After my abilities gradually stabilized, our base was moved from Sister Xiao Huang's hive to my shelter. I was designated as the person in charge by my brothers and sisters and began to take on the responsibility of a leader..."

As Mo Ling listened to Xiao Kong's story, she felt more and more that something was wrong.

"You were really all picked up? No exceptions?"

"No, they were all picked up."

"Didn't anyone see how those kids appeared?"

Xiao Kong thought about it and shook his head: "I haven't seen them. When they were found, they were standing there. After growing up, I have no memory of the time before I was picked up. There are only some vague impressions in my mind. I remember standing alone in the ruins, surrounded by broken walls..."

Hearing Xiaokong's answer, Mo Ling felt a deep fear in his heart.

Just as Xiaokong guessed, this city really is like a "breeding farm".

Every once in a while, the cubs are thrown into the breeding farm, fed, and allowed to grow up on their own. When they grow up and the time is right, they are harvested and new cubs are put in...

This cycle will repeat itself over and over again. As long as the farm exists, new abilities will continue to be produced, and the heavenly soldiers will become stronger and stronger.

For the heavenly soldiers, the stronger the survivors they eat, the stronger the abilities they will gain. It's like the difference between "lambs" and "big sheep". They throw the "sheep" into farms to grow them up just to make them more "delicious" to eat.

Before this, the Heavenly Soldiers had harvested countless generations of survivors, and the abilities they possessed were definitely beyond imagination. It was very likely that the entire city was under the control of the Heavenly Soldiers.

Everything the survivors saw was nothing more than an "automatic harvesting trap" left by the heavenly soldiers. Generation after generation of survivors flocked to the city center to find the so-called "truth", and then were harvested in despair and became food for the heavenly soldiers...

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly felt suffocated.

In this huge breeding farm, isn't his every move also under the control of the heavenly soldiers?
"Why did those heavenly soldiers let me come here?"

"Don't you think I can threaten them?"

"Or do they want to use me to achieve something?"

Or, is it possible that the heavenly soldiers were so focused on harvesting the survivors that they didn't notice him suddenly breaking into the farm?

Mo Ling is currently unable to figure out these problems, and at the same time, he has a huge sense of crisis.

If this city wasn't as simple as it seemed...

"Li Luo is very dangerous."

(End of this chapter)