I'm trapped in a cube

Seeing that his words had an effect and his apprentice was stunned by his nonsense, Bai Zhou was satisfied.

That's all he wants.

"You digest it slowly first. Human knowledge is vast and profound. If you don't understand it yet, it means that you haven't fully understood the previous knowledge. At this time, you need to review the previous knowledge and learn new things from it. Do you understand? ?”

"I understand." The apprentice replied blankly.

"That's good."

Bai Zhou patted his apprentice's shoulder, which was covered with tree roots, and encouraged him.

…

Time passed quickly. After Bai Zhou finished handling some things on the island, he was ready to leave by boat.

The Chali tribe repaired his small fishing boat and used the knowledge Bai Zhou taught them to upgrade and strengthen the fishing boat.

Not only that, they also prepared a lot of food, filled the boat, and even found a strange object.

"This is a relic." The apprentice said to Bai Zhou, and also told him how to use this relic.

During these days on the island, Bai Zhou also learned about this strange item in the abyss. Although he had never seen it, he knew that the relic was an extremely precious treasure for every race.

"This is too expensive." Bai Zhou did not intend to accept it.

"Take it, Master." The apprentice pushed the relic into Bai Zhou's hand.

"Next time we meet, give it back to me..."

The roots of the Chali clan were intertwined and hung on Bai Zhou. Various words of care came from the roots.

Bai Zhou's eyes turned red. He didn't dare to look at these former students anymore. He turned around, got on the boat without looking back, and sailed in the direction of the former human island...

Just as Bai Zhou guessed, the island was indeed a human island. He recognized it as soon as he saw the land.

With excitement, Bai Zhou reached the shore, but something was wrong with the situation on the shore.

The pier where many ships should have been parked was in dilapidated condition, and the ships were all in a bad state, as if they had been damaged by something.

The pier that was supposed to be maintained was now empty, and the windows on the wooden house were blown down by the sea breeze.

Not only that, various dock items were thrown everywhere, in disarray.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhou immediately increased his vigilance and stepped ashore cautiously.

After searching for a while on the pier, there was indeed no one around. Bai Zhou had no choice but to take the relics and walk towards the human village.

The village was not far from the shore, and no one was seen along the way. It was as if the entire island had become empty.

The roads that were supposed to be maintained were also covered with weeds, which made Bai Zhou more and more frightened.

"What happened?"

Finally, after arriving at the village, Bai Zhou found his former clansmen.

But those tribesmen did not greet Bai Zhou.

They became charred mummies and were casually dumped on the roadside.

Seeing this, Bai Zhou could no longer suppress his inner impulse and ran into the village like crazy.

In the open space in the center of the village, Bai Zhou saw a scene that shocked him extremely.

The entire village was turned into charred mummies and piled in the open space.

Some of them were holding weapons, some were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some were hiding behind the house...

Without exception, these tribesmen all had unspeakable fear on their faces, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

There were old people and children...but the murderer of the tribesmen didn't spare any effort and slaughtered them all.

Bai Zhou trembled and ran throughout the village, checking room after room. Except for some very hidden corpses, he found no survivors.

"The whole village is gone?"

After searching for the last room, Bai Zhou returned to the open space with his head buzzing. He felt that breathing had become extremely difficult, and even the air was filled with the smell of coke.

The scorched corpses looked at him in fear, as if asking where he had gone. In a daze, Bai Zhou seemed to see the dead tribesmen throwing themselves at him in pain.

They gathered around Bai Zhou, hugged his thighs with their withered arms, and climbed up his body.

Turning around, a little girl with half her head burned off pulled his hand hard and asked Bai Zhou to take him to escape.

"Where have you been?" Someone asked him painfully from behind.

"I..." Bai Zhou opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be burned dry by fire, and he could not say any words.

"Where have you been?" the little girl holding his hand asked equally weakly.

"where did you go?"

When he raised his head, the tribesmen who were like charcoal all looked at him...

The pungent burnt smell suddenly rushed into his nostrils. Bai Zhou coughed several times in pain, which made his head feel dizzy and stars appeared in his eyes.

But the peculiar smell in his throat still existed, and there was an uncontrollable itching deep in his throat. Bai Zhou coughed heartbreakingly again, but this time, he never stopped.

Until he couldn't breathe anymore and his eyes turned white for a while, Bai Zhou fell heavily to the ground.

When he woke up, it was already night, and Bai Zhou found that his eyes were extremely dry and his throat was hoarse.

He just sat in the open space, leaning against the corpses, for a whole night...

When the sun rose, he stood up silently and walked towards his original house.

For a long time, Bai Zhou stayed on the island and lived with the corpses.

Every morning when he got up, he went to the mountain to dig a hole, and in the afternoon he would move the bodies and bury them.

Unchanged.

In the process, he slowly discovered some clues about the murderer.

There were some damaged weapons in the village. Bai Zhou didn't know what they were. Those things looked like bronzes engraved with runes, but the color was a little strange.

Some fell to the ground and some stuck to houses.

Traces of this murder weapon were also found on some corpses.

Bai Zhou guessed that they were like some kind of arrows that penetrated the bodies of the tribesmen and then burned them into charcoal from the inside out.

In the process, Bai Zhou also began to study the relics given to him by the Chali clan.

That's a little man with a carved root.

The face has no facial features, the hands are folded, and the whole body is wrapped in circles of tree roots. It looks quite weird.

But the effect of this relic is very powerful. Like the ability of the Chali tribe, this villain can communicate with souls.

The price is also very terrible. As long as you carry it, the user will be invaded by the illusion of various souls.

Bai Zhou suspected that the scene where the tribesmen he saw coming back to life was caused by this little eagle.

He walked to the big tree next to the village, put the little man close to the trunk and put it on the ground.

The tree roots on the little man slowly rolled up and penetrated into the trunk.

Immediately afterwards, blurred facial features appeared on the villain's face.

After rolling his little eyes a few times, he suddenly looked at Bai Zhou...