I'm trapped in a cube

Today seems to be a special day, many people are heading towards the center of Oasis City.

The wide roads were blocked, and even the flow of people seemed very crowded.

Li Luo and Li Xiangyi did not go looking for a place to live, but curiously followed the flow of people to a lively square.

This square is located near the core area of ​​Oasis City and is located among high towers.

There is a huge fountain in the center of the square. It doesn't look artificial, but there are many layers of artificial protection around it. It seems that this fountain is very important.

Not only that, there are many official personnel standing around to protect the fountain, and even some heavily armed soldiers are on guard, constantly scanning the surrounding crowd, very vigilant.

But it wasn't some scarred hunter they were wary of.

It's a group of children and their parents.

These five or six-year-old children were being led by their parents, as if they were preparing to participate in some important event.

The faces of these children are full of expectation, while the faces of their parents are full of sorrow, and some are even scolding these children constantly.

A little boy said to his mother who was holding him: "Can I have a pistol that can make unlimited candies? As long as I keep shooting, different candies will appear constantly, such as bubble gum, lollipops, gummy candies..."

Before the little boy could finish speaking, he received a slap from his mother.

"Have you forgotten what I told you? I've asked you to recite it so many times, don't tell me that you have forgotten it now!" The woman's attitude was very bad, and she warned her child seriously.

The little boy burst into tears instantly, but the woman did not intend to stop, and cursed angrily: "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, wait a minute, you memorized it wrong, you will cry in the future, and you will give me the candy pistol, are you other children?" What did they tell you? Do you know they want to harm you?"

While she was scolding, she slapped him again. The little boy was so frightened that he stopped crying and could only keep sobbing with red eyes.

"Don't cry!" The woman pointed at the child and warned fiercely.

The little boy could only nod his head tremblingly.

"What is this doing?"

Mo Ling looked at this vicious woman and felt a little annoyed.

However, such scenes happen everywhere.

The faces of these parents were all worried and anxious, and they kept asking their children various questions, and many kept scolding them, so that the sound of children's cries echoed everywhere.

"I want a doll that can change its own clothes. My friends all say they want this. Will I be the only one who doesn't have one?" a little girl said to her mother.

Then she was also beaten to tears. The little girl's mother warned her that she must follow what was recited. If she dared to say anything casually, she would throw away all the little girl's dolls.

Now the little girl could only hold back her tears and keep nodding in agreement...

"I want a paintbrush that can paint all the colors, Dad," said a boy in a small suit and the man pulling him.

This man was very well-dressed and very elegant, but he was still extremely impatient when he heard the boy's words and glared angrily. However, he did not get angry on the spot, but said coldly: "Follow what I taught you before."

"If you complete the task as I asked, I will buy you as many brushes as you want."

So the boy immediately nodded in agreement.

This father is relatively calm and at least gave the child a promise.

Most of the parents present had distorted faces, while the children were crying loudly and wailing all over the place.

The official staff at the fountain looked at the parents and children around them indifferently, showing no expression.

Finally, after waiting anxiously, the official looked at the time and informed the event to start.

"Everyone comes to the fountain in order according to the number issued by the school. Those who are called come forward, and those who are not called should not crowd! After parents take their children to the designated location, please leave as soon as possible and do not stay! No noise is allowed!"

The channel opened, and the screen and live speakers began to play the number.

There was a heavily armed soldier every two steps. The parents who were yelling at their children lost their aggressive look after seeing these soldiers.

They can only push their children to move forward as quickly as possible.

"No. 1." The mechanical voice of the broadcast spread throughout the square.

The woman who slapped the child patted the child's head again and asked him to come forward as quickly as possible and stand in front of the fountain, while she herself was taken to the waiting area by the soldiers.

The little boy walked to the designated position in front of the fountain. There were still tears in his eyes. His hands were grabbing each other nervously. His two little hands were red from being grabbed, and the bright red slap marks on his face had not disappeared.

The gushing spring water suddenly rolled up, transformed into a giant hand, and caught the child into the fountain.

Then the entire fountain glowed with golden light, and flashing light spots flew out of the fountain like fireflies.

The little boy was wrapped in layers of spring water and disappeared.

Mo Ling quickly immersed his vision into the spring water and found the little boy.

He was standing in the waves at this time, and various beautiful scenes with golden light appeared on the water surrounding him.

All kinds of candies, as well as sparking pistols, which fired bubble gum bullets, wrapped the little boy and flew into the sky...

The spring water in front of him transformed into a cute golden elf, and asked him:

"Kid, what do you want most?"

It was a clear and gentle voice, and it was good at enticing.

"Don't lie."

The little boy gritted his teeth and said what he wanted:

"I want a pistol that can make unlimited candies! It can make all kinds of candies. All candies in the world can be made! Bubble gum, lollipops, gummy candies..."

As he spoke, he happily raised his hand in a pistol motion.

The elf listened, smiled and nodded.

"You are an honest boy and I will grant your wish."

The elf moved his hands, and a pistol made of various candies appeared in the little boy's hand.

As soon as he pressed the trigger, clouds of marshmallows appeared.

The golden elves circled around him and looked at the little boy with joy: "Kid, do you know about the relics?"

"I know, the teacher taught me..." the child replied seriously.

"Okay, this pistol is a relic. If you want to keep using it, you need to fold it into an animal with candy paper and give it to it every year on your birthday, so that it will listen to you."

"But I can't fold animals. I can only fold paper airplanes and hats." The little boy was a little scared, and his tears began to roll again.

Seeing this, the elf quickly touched his little face and said comfortingly: "Paper airplanes are fine too, aren't paper airplanes just eagles? Of course hats are fine too, and hats are turtles!"

The little boy thought for a while before smiling again.

"good!"