I'm trapped in a cube

The elf floated to the side and sat on the water.

It had always looked very optimistic, but now it seemed very disappointed.

"My wish is coming true, I should feel happy." The elf said to himself.

"I don't have to realize it myself. Someone will help me realize it slowly. I just have to watch. Why am I not happy?"

The elf looked very troubled.

Mo Ling looked at it and didn't know what to do.

The virtual image of history has taught Mo Ling a lot. The emergence of Oasis City, the origin of Li Xiangyi, and the birth of the Wishing Fountain. The only thing he can't understand is this little elf.

Born from the golden light that even purple gauze creatures are afraid of, it possesses the powerful ability to steal wishes and grant wishes.

It can even be said that this is a life that can control wishes.

Everything about the elf is full of mist.

But this unknown life in front of him is actually thinking about whether he is happy or not?

"Do I look happy in the future?"

The elf suddenly raised his head and asked Mo Ling.

"Don't you know? Can't you see the future?" Mo Ling asked in confusion.

"I can only see part of it, and I can't see myself." The elf shook his head and said without any scruples.

Mo Ling did not answer in time, but began to recall.

The elf of the future seems to be fulfilling the wishes of the children in Oasis City, and always has a smile on his face.

When communicating with the children, he also had a gentle tone without any impatience.

The scenes in my memory kept coming back.

This also reminded Mo Ling of the future elf's smile that disappeared instantly when someone lied.

The elf will create relics with unknown side effects as punishment for lying.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling asked curiously: "What will happen if someone lies and doesn't make a wish according to their true heart?"

Hearing Mo Ling's question, the elf was stunned for a moment: "It turns out that I encountered such a situation in the future."

It pondered for a moment and replied: "If I don't make a wish according to my true wish, I won't be able to get the wish, which means I haven't paid the price. Those people should be invited out by me, right? Is this what I will do in the future?"

Facing the elf's questioning gaze, Mo Ling had no choice but to tell it what he saw.

After listening to Mo Ling's story, the elf lowered his head.

"My future self would actually do this. Wishes are a very sacred thing, so it must be very angry."

"But I can also imagine that in the future, I will tamper with the relics given to those who lie and make them bear the price they deserve. This is to prevent others from taking advantage of them."

As he spoke, the elf's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lowered his head: "So I'm still unhappy."

Mo Ling didn't know how the elf came to such a conclusion, thinking that it had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "There are only a small number of people who lie. I see it smiling quite happily."

The elf still looked depressed: "I hope so."

Probably realizing something, it sat there for a long time without speaking.

While the elf was in a daze, Mo Ling continued to look at the familiar space of water. The dripping water passed through his body without any feeling.

He stretched out his hand to try to catch the water droplets, but there was no familiar touch, and he could only catch a stream of wet and slimy water vapor.

"It's still a mirage."

The mirage concentration seems to be high here.

"Is there a relationship between the concentration of mirage and the time of looking back?"

The greater the concentration, the longer the time?

Mo Ling secretly flowed a stream of water into the cube.

Just like that, a puddle of water splashed onto the metal floor.

"The ability to teleport can indeed penetrate time and illusion."

This reminded Moring of what Martin had said to him before, that his teleportation ability seemed to be able to create things that did not exist out of thin air.

Let fantasy become reality.

Mo Ling recalled the time when he hit the bird with a can.

"Can reality also become illusion?"

Or is it not an illusion in the first place?

"I have to find something to confirm." Mo Ling looked around and saw only the elf in a daze.

The only thing that seems to be able to connect to the future is this elf.

After much hesitation, Mo Ling decided to take action.

Although this elf seems to be full of mysteries, it currently seems to be a relatively friendly creature, and there is no conflict in communication.

"Can you do me a favor?" Mo Ling asked, breaking the silence.

The elf was interrupted from thinking, stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Ling.

"Do you also want me to help you realize your wish? I can't see your wish and it can't be realized. You can realize it yourself." It said apologetically: "You look empty, as if you have no wishes."

Morrington was stunned when he heard this.

"empty?"

After thinking about it, he realized that the square was indeed empty, and he was the only one inside.

"But am I not a cube person now?"

After thinking for a moment, Mo Ling decided not to dwell on this matter anymore.

"I'm not asking you to fulfill my wish."

"What do you want me to do?" The elf seemed to be looking forward to it: "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Without answering the elf's strange-sounding words, Mo Ling took a few steps forward and asked, "I want you to bring something for me."

"Bringing something?" The elf was a little confused.

"Yes."

Mo Ling put his vision into the square and began to search.

The square now looks a little messy. Martin's bed is placed in the corner, with buttons on the bed. There is a pile of food piled in the corner beside the bed, and there is also a corner where various sundries collected by Mo Ling are placed.

The space in the last corner was left for Mo Ling to move around freely.

The square was spotless, not even a speck of dust left after the teleportation power had swept it away.

After scanning the square for a moment, Mo Ling saw an item.

A can of Coke.

Mo Ling often used this can of Coke to practice the speed of teleportation, throwing the Coke into the air and catching it when it fell.

However, due to various circumstances, Mo Ling would always be distracted. The can of Coke was smashed beyond recognition and had pits and scratches on it. The can was covered with scars and had all kinds of strange scratches on its surface.

"That's it."

In the blink of an eye, Mo Ling had the can of Coke in his hand.

"Take this can of Coke for me. If you see me in the future or see a cube-shaped relic, please help me give it to him."

With that said, Mo Ling handed the can of Coke to the elf.

The elf caught the Coke with both hands, looked at it for a moment, and asked curiously: "What are you doing with this?"

"Let's do an experiment." Mo Ling said lightly.

"Okay." The elf did not hesitate and put the can of Coke into the water flow aside, protecting the Coke with the golden light of the water.

"Do you need any reward?" Mo Ling asked worriedly.

He is now very afraid of the Elf Lion opening his mouth. His request sounds simple, but in practice there are many uncontrollable factors.

What's more, we are facing an unknown relic life.

"No need, thank you for your trust." The elf actually bowed to Mo Ling: "It's just a little effort."

Hearing this, Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He just wanted to see if he could affect reality again after putting real objects into the virtual image of history.

It takes two hundred years for a can to degrade.

If the experiment really succeeds, it will be a can of Coke that has traveled through time.