I'm trapped in a cube

"Eternal life remains, General."

"Um……"

The conversation between the two became shorter and shorter, and the moon altar in the sky was extinguished rapidly.

However, the moonlight did not dim because of this, but became brighter and brighter.

Under the more dazzling moonlight, the light spots danced faster and faster.

Under the constant cycle of stagnation and rushing, the last moon altar in the sky finally lost its light.

However, the moonlight was still there, suffocatingly pale.

The shadow at Mo Ling's feet no longer existed, but the light spots beside him were still spiraling up and flying into the air.

A cool breath rolled in from the depths of the mist, making people shiver.

"Where did the moonlight come from?"

Mo Ling looked around and saw no light source, but the surrounding fog still remained bright.

The spotlight disappeared, but the light remained.

Not only that, the lights continue to increase in brightness.

Slowly, the moonlight became so bright that Mo Ling became unbearable. His vision turned white, and the visual function of the armor was also affected. Warnings kept popping up, indicating that there was unknown light pollution in front of him.

Finally, when everything around him was dyed white and even those light spots could no longer be seen, the air solidified again.

The degree of solidification this time seemed to be higher than before. Mo Ling stretched out his hand and shook it in the air a few times, and he could even feel the stagnation like gelatin.

It was like pushing away a layer of jelly, and the feeling was very strange.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ling felt a change under his feet. The soft feeling that originally covered the muddy ground disappeared and was replaced by a hard texture like stone.

Not only that, there are also some ravines like scratches, which are very rough.

After getting used to the white light, Mo Ling finally saw clearly that he was no longer standing in an open space, but on the altar of the moon.

He didn't know where in the Moon Altar this was. The carvings on the ground were blurry, but the rune lines were extremely familiar.

"How did you come to the Moon Altar?" Mo Ling was also very confused.

He didn't remember wandering around, he had stayed where he was since the moon altars appeared in the sky.

While he was still wondering, the faint sound of conversation came from the armor's channel again.

"How many times has this happened?"

"The eleventh time, General." Another voice seemed very happy: "It seems to have been successful, eternal life has been replaced!"

"Don't worry, check carefully with other clan members." Jeff said calmly.

"Okay, General."

After a moment, the voice came again.

"It's really successful, General. In our knowledge and records, all the knowledge about immortality has been forgotten."

The other voice was extremely excited.

However, Jeff did not respond for a long time, as if he had fallen into silence.

"What's wrong, General?" Another voice asked in confusion: "Is there something wrong?"

Jeff still didn't respond, and the other voice didn't ask any more questions. Mo Ling almost thought they realized they were eavesdropping and exited the channel.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Jeff's voice came again, but there was no excitement in the voice, but it was extremely serious.

"Do you still remember why we want to replace eternal life?"

"..."

Another voice also remained silent for a long time after hearing this question.

He was probably caught in the same doubts as Jeff before.

"I don't remember... General, I only remember that we have to replace Eternal Life, and I don't remember anything else."

This time, neither of them spoke anymore.

Mo Ling listened to their conversation and understood everything immediately.

For fishmen, immortality is not only a "skill" that can be used, but also a kind of "knowledge". When immortality is replaced, all this knowledge will disappear.

Including the price of eternal life and the harm caused, these will all be forgotten by them.

Of course they couldn't remember why they wanted to replace eternal life.

Understanding eternal life will lead to death, so the fishmen want to forget eternal life. However, after forgetting eternal life, they forget why they want to forget eternal life.

"General, I asked other tribesmen and they don't know why we insist on forgetting this skill." The voice said doubtfully.

"How long did it take us?"

"Two thousand two hundred years."

"Why does it take so long to forget a skill? What did we do before?"

"I don't know... General, the records... have all disappeared."

The two fell into silence again, obviously neither of them could digest the current situation.

As Mo Ling listened to their conversation, he suddenly realized that these ancient fish-men might have forgotten more things than he originally thought.

They are probably all confused now.

After a while, the conversation started again.

"Why are we all in this state?"

"have no idea."

"Why are there so few parts left?"

"have no idea."

"Let's do this for now. Since we spent so much money to forget this skill before, it means there must be a big problem with this skill. The primary purpose now is to understand the situation."

"Okay, General, I have briefly explored this island, but the situation on this island is very strange."

"you say."

"There is a kind of mist on this island that can accelerate the decay of objects. The animals and plants on the island have also evolved the ability to resist decay. There are also some strange scavengers. However, the strangest thing is that our bodies are also This island…”

"Body?"

"Yes, our bodies seem to be occupied by other souls. They also claim to be fish-men and speak the same language as us, but their technological level is very backward and extremely primitive."

"Is this a race that can forcibly seize bodies? Can our current combat power be able to deal with them?"

"We haven't found any attempts to seize our bodies so far. We can test them first. If we can deal with them, we can take our bodies back."

"Okay, let's do this, let all the clan members gather."

"OK."

As the words fell, Mo Ling found that the moon altar under his feet dimmed instantly, and only the rune lines shone slightly, as if they were breathing and flashing continuously.

A familiar buzzing sound echoed around.

In the fog, someone seemed to be running on the Moon Altar, and several figures flashed in the thick fog.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ling quickly cheered up and stared at the approaching figure warily.

However, there seemed to be a lot of those figures. They kept shuttling in the mist, as if they were avoiding the glowing rune lines and not coming towards Mo Ling.

But they were also getting closer to Mo Ling.

Finally, the group of figures rushed in front of Mo Ling...

In front of the crowd, a familiar fish head looked at Mo Ling. The red Christmas hat on his head was extremely conspicuous. The small white ball was thrown forward due to the sudden braking and hung in the center, looking very funny.

"Who are you!" Jeff opened his arms, summoned the water, and stared warily at the square head wearing armor in front of him.