I'm trapped in a cube

The area around the library is no longer what it was when Mo Ling first came to the island.

Parts like dark clouds hovered in the sky, covering the entire village.

The rune carvings on the parts glowed with various lustres, flashing constantly.

Some are like rivers, gathering into one stream and flowing slowly in the air, while some are hovering in the air and rotating at a constant speed. They all seem to have their own tasks, like loyal sentries.

Around the library, there are many strange-looking armors standing, surrounded by parts, as if they are waiting for something.

Mo Ling saw from the account list that the permissions of these armors were very high. They each had the top permissions in different functional areas of the fish people, but now they were completely suppressed by Mo Ling's highest permissions.

I thought it would be a fierce battle, but when these armors saw the crowd coming, they made way out of the way. They had no intention of fighting Mo Ling at all. The parts around them were quiet and motionless.

These ferocious armors were now like doormen, standing on both sides. The parts that were originally lingering at the door of the library were also taken back by them and kept away from everyone.

"What is this going to do?"

After Mo Ling saw the account names of these armors, he originally wanted to delete the accounts directly, but the behavior of these armors left him stunned.

"Hello, highest authority."

A familiar voice came from the fishman channel.

It was actually the ancient fishman who had been talking to Jeff before!

"General Jeff has something to discuss with you." The voice said to Mo Ling.

Hearing this, Mo Ling could no longer remain silent.

"Who are you?"

Following Mo Ling's question, a slender man in armor with wings behind him walked out and walked in front of everyone without hiding.

Several pairs of huge wings were spliced ​​together from parts. The runes on them were radiant, and the carvings formed mysterious patterns. They were extremely gorgeous, but the body was very thin and slender, looking ordinary and extremely abrupt.

The head of the winged armor is marked with a name glowing white——

"Fish 02."

"Just call me Zero Two." The voice spoke again.

The armor in front of him also stretched out his slender arms and saluted Mo Ling.

Mo Ling was a little surprised when he saw the strange behavior of the armor in front of him.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Why did these armors suddenly change their attitude?

Mo Ling didn't think they really respected him, they were just afraid of the "highest authority" status.

"General Jeff, please come in." The winged armor once again invited Mo Ling.

Of course, Mo Ling didn't accept it.

Although he didn't have to worry about these armors hurting him, if the new fishmen present didn't have their own protection, they wouldn't be able to survive the attacks of the parts for long.

Just when he was about to refuse, he heard another voice.

"go in."

It's Bai Zhou!

Mo Ling recognized this voice immediately.

But where is he?

Looking around, Mo Ling found no sign of Bai Zhou.

Just when Mo Ling thought it was an auditory hallucination, Bai Zhou's voice sounded again: "They have a request for you. They won't hurt these people outside, don't worry."

It’s really Bai Zhou!

Mo Ling confirmed that he heard correctly, but just as he was about to ask, Bai Zhou immediately stopped him: "Don't expose my presence, do as they say first, trust me."

Do you want to do as he says?

Mo Ling was entangled in his heart. He didn't know whether Bai Zhou's voice was true or not, and the group of armors in front of him were looking at him eagerly.

But as he thought about it, Mo Ling suddenly realized something was wrong.

"I have the highest authority, what am I struggling with?"

When she thought of this, Mo Ling no longer hesitated.

He stretched out his hand and a command spread around:

"locking!"

Following this command, the armors were instantly fixed by the entangled rune chains, unable to move, turning into immovable statues, and the parts in the sky immediately hovered.

After bursts of light flashed, no moving parts could be seen in the field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ling gave the patrol order to the parts on his head to protect everyone. The black mass of parts quickly spread out and spread all over the air, guarding the surroundings vigilantly.

"Wait for me here. I'll go down and take a look. Pay attention to safety." Mo Ling used the electronic screen to remind Li Luo, and then walked alone into the library that looked like a houseboat.

He wanted to see what these ancient fishmen were up to.

However, Mo Ling walked all the way to the deepest part of his memory and didn't see any parts or armor.

It wasn't until Mo Ling came to the desk where the murloc patriarch was reading ancient books that he discovered a rickety old murloc sitting there.

The book on the table is still the "Fishman Calendar", which is covered with dense fishman literature.

The scene seemed familiar, but Mo Ling noticed something strange.

The old fish man's chest was attached to a dark fish scale-like part.

This old fish man is the patriarch of the clan, but it seems that his body has been taken away by the ancient fish man.

"Long time no see." Jeff's voice sounded on the channel.

The old fish man turned his head and looked at Mo Ling.

Jeff actually took the body of the patriarch?

"We didn't find the original body, so we had to make do with it." Jeff seemed to have noticed Mo Ling's doubts and explained.

"We haven't seen each other in two thousand two hundred years, but I feel like it was just a moment."

"What happened? You were supposed to be just a prisoner, why are you now the highest authority?"

Jeff's words were filled with confusion.

"And the books on this island, Zero Two said we carved them ourselves, but why do we carve these things?"

Because he had lost the knowledge about immortality, Jeff seemed to have difficulty understanding what they had done, and kept asking Mo Ling all kinds of things.

"Why is the ecology of this island so weird?"

"..."

He held the ancient fish-man book in his hand and said puzzledly: "I read the record on it. This is an awakening program. The target is ourselves, once every two hundred years."

"But what do the other things mean? Why do we use immortal wood to capture old food and place it in a specific location?"

"In my subconscious, I seem to know that these things are necessary, but I can't remember their purpose. Is this also knowledge about eternal life?"

Jeff rambled and asked Mo Ling a series of questions, but he didn't seem to need Mo Ling's answers.

"Although I really want to know the answer, if I wanted to forget this before, then I shouldn't think of it now."

He sighed, slowly put the ancient book aside, waved his hand to Mo Ling, pointed to the seat in front of him and invited:

"Please take a seat, Cub Clan member."

"Or I should call you - Supreme Authority."