I'm trapped in a cube

"This is a disaster for the entire Transparent Clan and a disaster for the entire world!" the old man said excitedly.

When the soldier heard this, he had to patiently explain to him: "It will not occupy the entire world. The creatures after death will turn into nutrients and enter the material cycle of nature. It is the same whether they are transparent or flesh-and-blood people."

But the old man still didn't want to believe it, and angrily said: "You flesh and blood people don't understand at all, because you yourself are immortal, so you defend yourself."

"Our ethnic group has been trying to solve this problem for generations, and we have made countless efforts to this end."

"At the beginning, we prophets tried to reconcile with the flesh and blood tribe, but the flesh and blood tribe didn't care at all. They only cared about massacring us and completely ignored the disaster."

"After so many years, we have long given up on reconciliation. The only way to save the world is to continue fighting and drive out the flesh and blood tribe."

The more the old man talked, the more distressed he became.

Upon seeing this, the soldier also spread his hands with his companions, saying that he could not communicate.

Then, the old man apologized and explained to Captain Su: "Sorry, I got a little emotional. Sorry, I didn't target you."

"The flesh and blood people in this place have been fighting against us for too long. When it comes to these things, I always can't control my temper."

Captain Su waved his hand and said it didn't matter.

Mo Ling felt the same as the soldier at this time.

Helpless and funny.

"That prophet is really a talent. He can actually come up with the reason for such a disaster. He is really a genius."

The more Mo Ling thought about it, the more he felt that the Transparent people were really ignorant.

Even Li Luo, who had always been expressionless, puffed up his mouth at this time, and the smile on his face was a little uncontrollable.

Not long after walking, the team came to an area where huge mushrooms grew, and the tops of the mushrooms were slightly glowing with blue fluorescence.

"We're almost there." The old man said excitedly, speeding up his pace unknowingly.

Various man-made buildings have appeared in the mushroom forest, most of which are made of stone.

Some small farmland is scattered randomly here and there, surrounded by low fences, and contains various stunted food crops.

There are also some short conical stone piles built with cobblestones of the same size in the forest.

These piles of stones appear together, like the products of some ritual.

"What are those?" A soldier had already asked the old man of the Transparent Tribe.

"That's a tombstone." The old man explained.

The soldier asked in confusion: "Don't you guys turn into water when you die? Why do you need tombstones?"

But the subsequent behavior of the Transparent people explains the existence of these tombstones.

They came to the place where the conical piles of stones gathered, dug a pit, and put the weapons and clothes stained with clan fluids into it.

Then he found pebbles of the same size around and kept pounding them into the pit.

He was very angry when he smashed it. It didn't look like he was paying homage to his ancestors, but rather like he was attacking an enemy.

More and more pebbles were thrown away, and finally they gathered into a pile of rocks.

Not only that, these people also smashed the remaining pebbles on other existing tombstones.

After a transparent tribesman finishes smashing, other companions will come over and continue smashing.

This kind of tomb culture made everyone stunned.

When only the last stone was left, the Transparent people stood in a circle, holding the last stone in their hands, surrounding the pile of cobblestones, closing their eyes and began to recite a eulogy:

"Transparency is born from gods, and souls are born from heaven and earth."

"Bend the immortal wood into a bow."

"Make the immortal thorn into a dagger."

"Weave the immortal skin into armor."

"Turning immortal bones into sharp blades."

“Drive out the immortal.

"Destroy the immortal soul."

"The transparent body dissipates, and endless memories remain forever."

…

The Transparent people gathered around the pile of cobblestones. After reading the eulogy, they all smashed the last stone on the pile of cobblestones.

The ceremony is completed.

The stone fell steadily on the pile of stones, and a perfect cone-shaped pile of stones was formed.

After watching the funeral of the Transparent Tribe, Mo Ling finally understood some of the truth.

It turns out that the weapons and clothes of these transparent tribesmen are made of what they consider "immortal things".

From this point of view, this weird tomb culture was only formed after the flesh and blood tribe came to this world.

"I didn't expect that the flesh and blood tribe would have such a profound impact on their culture."

But because of their ignorance, this effect even seems ridiculous.

After the funeral, the old man led the human team and continued walking inside.

There are more and more stone buildings, built next to the giant mushrooms, and the style of the buildings is becoming more and more gorgeous.

At first, there were just some simple stone houses made of irregular stones. Later, you can actually see tall houses made of processed stone bricks.

Finally, there were even temple-style buildings like the Parthenon of Man.

The temple is supported by tall stone pillars, with a two-sloped roof. The two ends of the roof form triangular gables, and are also carved with exquisite reliefs.

Not long after seeing the temple, shouting came from the front.

"Not good! It may be an invasion of flesh and blood tribe!"

Sure enough, there were two groups of people fighting fiercely in the village.

On one side are the familiar Transparent people.

On the other side, there is a race of extremely tall people.

These people look like demons in earth mythology. They have sharp horns on their heads and wings on their backs. They are more than two meters tall and extremely strong.

His whole body was covered in red skin, with bright lines like lava on his skin, and he was wearing rough clothes.

These demons have very high combat effectiveness. They can face the siege of a group of transparent tribesmen with ease. They are not afraid at all and wave their weapons with full fighting spirit.

Even the bows and arrows shot by the transparent tribesmen were deflected with a wave of their wings, and the arrows could not even penetrate their skin.

Upon seeing this, the fellow Transparent people quickly joined the battle with these demons.

Captain Su raised his hand, signaling to hold his troops still.

Mo Ling operated the cube and approached the battlefield, overlooking the battle situation.

A transparent tribesman who looked like a leader, wearing gorgeous clothes and with mysterious mantras engraved on his body, stood on a huge stone and cursed fiercely:

"The flesh and blood tribe is really bullying us. Our living space is already so small, and they still want to oppress us! They even want to attack our village. What on earth do you want to do?"

The demons below were not convinced, and raised their heads to confront each other: "Why are you attacking your village? We just came here to ask questions. As soon as we entered, we were attacked by the Transparent Clan. It was you who attacked us!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the flesh and blood tribesmen you captured and don't delay here, otherwise your village will no longer exist."

Hearing this, the leader of the Transparent Clan above was trembling with anger: "We don't have anyone to arrest you!"

The two of them refused to obey the other, and they kept arguing while fighting.