I'm trapped in a cube

The sealman attacked by the white eel began to shrink visibly to the naked eye.

The seal's head, which originally looked a bit fierce, quickly became cute.

The clothes on his body gradually became ill-fitting, trapping him in the middle.

After no longer changing, the seal man emerged from his clothes. At this time, he looked like a child of six or seven years old, and the seal head on his head was also very immature.

Not only that, he also looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening, with a dumb look on his face.

However, the eel still didn't give up. After turning back quickly, he rushed towards the seal man again.

The companion on the side reacted quickly, turned over and took away the stunned seal man, letting the eel pounce in the air.

But the eel's speed was too fast. After turning a corner, it pursued the two of them again, and was about to hit the back of its companion.

However, because of the attack on the seal man, the eel had turned into a transparent form, and because it caused too much noise, it became a target of public criticism.

Just as he was about to catch up to the two, he was hit by a flying wooden ball and trapped inside.

The companion holding the seal man ran far away without looking back.

After confirming that the eel behind him had been caught, he fearfully put down the young seal man in his arms.

The companion looked at the little seal man with a worried look on his face and took out a few immortal wood balls from his pocket.

"Play with it, don't run around."

The little seal man dumbly took the ball, squatted on the ground and started playing, very obedient.

After sighing, his companions returned to the hunting team.

Looking at this scene, Mo Ling was frightened for a while.

He turned into a child after just one attack. What would he become if he attacked again?

No wonder these pseudo-fishmen showed such fearful expressions before.

This creature is simply too dangerous.

"Be careful and ensure your own safety first!" After all this trouble, the pseudo-fish people became more cautious.

However, the more cautious you are, the slower your hunting will be.

As the number of eels increased, the speed of throwing baits began to fail to keep up. Although most of them gathered on the bait boxes, more and more fish slipped through the net and began to rush towards the crowd.

Having to free up your hands to deal with these fish that have slipped through the net will slow down the speed of bait casting.

Vicious cycle...

Only after the eel has finished its attack and changes form can it be caught.

Mo Ling understood instantly that the bait was not just the rotten food thrown into the sky, but also the "hunter" himself.

This is destined to be a hunt that requires sacrifice.

People have long known about false fish.

No wonder they cared so much about the opinion of the patriarch before, because whoever they asked to do this was tantamount to acquiescing to this "sacrifice".

They don't want to be treated as "abandoned children".

"Got to help."

After understanding all this, Mo Ling decided to help.

Although he couldn't do anything else, protecting these pseudo-murlocs was a piece of cake.

"First try to see if teleportation is useful for these creatures."

Mo Ling controlled the cube to fly over the crowd, aimed at the eels that wanted to attack the crowd, and launched the teleportation.

Most of these white eels did not grab the bait and were covered in fossils, just like seeing bloody sharks, extremely ferocious.

Just as a white eel was about to charge at the pseudo-murloc, Mo Ling took it in.

The pseudo-fishman subconsciously raised his hand to block it, only to find that the eel that had just rushed towards him had disappeared.

He looked around in surprise until he saw the square in the sky...

Mo Ling squatted beside the bed and poked the gelatinous corpse lying on the ground with a branch.

As soon as the eel entered the square, it instantly changed form, became transparent, and died on the metal ground.

"It also feels like jelly to the touch, soft and squishy."

The branch in Mo Ling's hand poked a dent in the gelatinous skin. After picking up the branch, the dent quickly healed.

"I don't know if the dead body will still have that strange ability."

Mo Ling didn't dare to touch it with his hands. He just tried the branch, but there was no change in the branch.

"I can't figure it out."

The fighting was raging outside, and Mo Ling had no intention of studying the characteristics of this creature. He turned around and threw the body out, and continued to look at the next one...

As a result, all the pseudo-murlocs present discovered a strange phenomenon:

When the eels rushed in front of him, they would disappear, and soon after, a transparent body would fall down.

Some pseudo-murlocs also tried to throw the corpses with immortal wood balls, and they were able to suck the corpses into them, so some people quickly started "picking up corpses."

Mo Ling covered every pseudo-murloc with his vision and began to protect them attentively.

After Li Luo watched for a while, he calmed down and began to help cast bait.

While throwing it, she suddenly thought of something and looked at her wrist.

A purple hand rope is lying there quietly.

She grabbed the end of the rope and tugged hard, and the threads exploded instantly, intertwined into layers of purple tulle, and flew into the air.

However, as soon as the purple tulle appeared, it rushed towards the square in the sky.

While flying, it also expanded, tightening the threads, trying to wrap the cube menacingly.

Again?

Mo Ling in the cube was startled again.

"Why are you attacking me again?" Mo Ling was speechless.

Fortunately, Li Luo quickly stopped it: "Xiao Zi, come back!"

Hearing Li Luo's call, Purple Gauze quickly braked, turned around, and flew back...

Under Li Luo's repeated instructions, Purple Gauze finally understood her responsibility and began to roll up the bait into the sky with a net and sprinkle it down.

This is much more efficient than the previous baiting method.

Soon, the eel's attention was all attracted by the bait falling from the sky, and the pressure on the pseudo-fishman was relieved a lot.

They can finally throw the Immortal Wood ball with confidence.

After catching up with the speed, the ground was soon covered with small balls trapping eels. The addition of Mo Ling and Li Luo obviously helped them a lot.

But at this time, the number of eels became more and more, and they kept pouring up from the edge of the platform, crowding together, like a white waterfall flowing backwards.

But at this time, the catching speed had caught up, and Mo Ling even started to study the transparent body of the eel in the cube again.

He also secretly collected a few immortal wood balls that the eels had missed and dropped on the ground.

These small balls can still work in the cube, sucking the transparent carcass of the eel into it.

Mo Ling, who was holding the ball, also felt the strange attraction, like holding a magnet.

But Mo Ling spent a long time working on it, but still didn't understand the principle of this small ball.

This wooden ball is too simple and unremarkable. There may be nothing special about it except for the material.

Just when Mo Ling was wondering, the pseudo-fishmen outside had already begun to finish the work.

"Almost! We're almost out of cages."

"What about the rest?"

"Run out!"

"The last bit is almost used up..."

Everyone looked at Jeff, and he quickly scanned the ground. After confirming that the number of balls met the requirements, he raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"enough!"