I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 981 Hello, Human

"Hello."

Mo Ling thought he had heard it wrong, but when he came to his senses, he found that the "person" he had just greeted had turned his head and was looking at him with his empty eyes.

"You... hello."

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Ling greeted again.

"Hello."

The "person" opened his mouth and responded to Mo Ling again.

……

Mo Ling was stunned. He didn’t expect that these “people” would actually respond to him.

They are conscious? And they can speak human language?

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Mo Ling asked the "person" curiously.

"can."

The other party responded again, his voice was flat and indifferent, passing through the white space and reaching in front of Mo Ling.

Seeing that these "people" could actually communicate, Mo Ling fell silent.

He didn't know what to ask. If these "people" were really conscious, they would feel lonely, right? They must be in pain being trapped here, right? Mo Ling wanted to ask them how they felt, but he was afraid of hurting their hearts.

Not far away, that "person" was still looking at Mo Ling quietly, waiting for his next words. His eyes were still so empty that no emotion could be seen.

Mo Ling couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"I don't remember. It's been a long time since I calculated it." The other party replied indifferently.

"Have you always been like this?"

Mo Ling pointed to the planet under the "person" and asked cautiously.

"No, at first it was just me, then I bumped into other things, and it slowly became like this. They embraced me, and this way I wouldn't feel empty..."

"Empty? Do you feel empty?" Mo Ling followed up with the other party's question.

"Of course, this place is so empty, there's nothing here, of course it feels empty. You're the first person to speak to me since I got here."

"Me? Do you think I'm a human?" Mo Ling pointed at his square head and asked uncertainly.

"Of course, only humans can say 'hello'. You said 'hello' to me, so of course you are human."

"Hello." Hearing the other party's somewhat strange way of judgment, Mo Ling said "Hello" again.

"Hello."

The other party responded seriously again.

Mo Ling looked around. There were all kinds of mixed creations everywhere, and there were "people" on them.

"You said I was the first person to speak to you?"

"Ah."

"The others...didn't they talk to you?"

"Of course not. They are not human. Only humans can say 'hello'. Of course they won't talk to me."

After hearing the other party's explanation, Mo Ling was stunned again.

Such a reason is weird.

"If they are not human, then you are not human either?" Mo Ling asked tentatively.

"Of course I am not either. Do you think I look like a human?"

The other party opened his arms and let Mo Ling take a closer look.

The upper body is quite similar, but the lower body is a bit strange. From the knees, it turns into fleshy tree roots, spreading out and wrapping around the structure below, "embracing" the entire planet...

"Yes." Mo Ling replied against his conscience.

Mo Ling remembered that his groundhog classmate once said that if a strange thing asked him "Do you think I look like a human?", he must reply "Yes".

Now, this is the situation.

So Mo Ling answered firmly, "Yes."

After hearing Mo Ling's reply, the other party remained frozen for a while with his arms open.

"Don't lie to me, people are not like that."

He pointed to his feet. "People have feet like yours, not like mine."

"But can't you speak human language?" Mo Ling replied cautiously.

"The radio can speak human language. Is the radio a human?"

"Hmm..." Mo Ling thought about it carefully: "It could be."

Now, both sides were silent.

Mo Ling's smooth square head met those empty eyes, and no one continued to speak.

After a while, Mo Ling broke the silence:
"Why do you think you are not human?"

"I know I'm not a human. I'm just a consumable created by the relic to pay the price."

"You know?" Mo Ling was a little surprised. He thought the other party knew nothing.

"Of course I know. I'm not stupid."

"How did you know?" Mo Ling asked.

"When I was created, I knew it. My memory and consciousness were intact."

"Were you created by the relic?"

"Well, that relic is called a 'petri dish'. Any creature can be cultured in it. I was cultured here specifically to pay the price. After the cultivation was completed, I was thrown into it. After paying the price, I was abandoned..."

Listening to the other party's experience, Mo Ling suddenly felt a little sad.

"Are you just left here like this?"

"Ah."

"What did you pay?"

"Heart…my heart was taken to pay the price."

As he spoke, he touched his slightly sunken chest.

Hearing this, Mo Ling slowly looked into his chest and found that the place where the heart should be was empty...

"Thanks a lot."

Mo Ling didn't know how to comfort her and could only utter a few dry words.

"It's not hard. This is my mission." He slowly put his hand down. "A person without a heart should have died long ago, but I'm still alive. Does this prove that I'm not a human being?"

Mo Ling was silent.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "What does it matter whether it is a human or not... It is not an important matter."

"Of course it's important!"

After hearing what Mo Ling said, the other party suddenly became a little agitated. Although he still had no expression on his face and his eyes were empty, his tone became very intense:
“Will humans use petri dishes to create humans and pay the price?”

"Will humans abandon their companions in the void of the universe?"

"Will humans rip out the hearts of their companions? Will they ignore their companions' pain?"

“That really hurts!”

"My heart stopped beating, my blood stopped flowing, and my whole body felt cold, as if my life had stopped."

"My chest has become a hole, and it hurts all the time! It hurts all the time! The blood vessels are being pulled! The nerves are roaring! The dark hole wants to swallow everything!"

"Will humans allow their fellow humans to suffer such pain?"

He suddenly covered his chest again and scratched it hard, his fingertips piercing into the exposed skin, as if he wanted to grab something out of the depression in his chest...

"Humans will not betray humans."

"Humans will not take advantage of humans."

"Humanity will not abandon humanity."

“So, I’m not human.”

……

"Humans are friendly, they say 'hello', just like you did to me."

"I remember what humans look like..."

As if thinking of something wonderful, the corner of that "person"'s mouth slightly raised, revealing a happy smile.

(End of this chapter)