I'm trapped in a cube

At the request of the doctor Xi, the Council of Elders gave him some time.

If he failed to successfully change the habits of the red spirit flowers during this period, he would have to remove all the red spirit flowers.

"What you are doing is equivalent to preventing viruses from infecting cells, parasites from parasitizing, and bacteria from dividing... Xi, you are destined to fail, wake up early."

After the elders left him a message, they left and asked their companions to stay and monitor him. Once the time is up, all the red spirit flowers must be removed.

After the elders left, Xi immediately returned to the Red Spirit Flower Valley.

"Stop releasing pollen!" He gave an order to all the red spirit flowers.

"Father, what is pollen?" The red spirit flowers asked in confusion.

"It's these, red, tiny dust." Xi pointed to the tiny pollen on the petals and said.

"That's not what we release, it's what we grow on our bodies, and it will fly everywhere when the wind blows." The red spirit flowers explained aggrievedly that they couldn't control the spread of pollen.

"Can't you stop them from producing pollen?"

"No, father, we can't do it..."

Xi had no choice but to put his hope on the doctor's healing ability again.

"What if the act of 'producing pollen' is defined as a disease?"

As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Time waits for no one. Xi immediately treated some flowers in the Red Spirit Flower Valley.

Sure enough, the red spirit flowers no longer produced pollen after being cured.

However, their spirits were much weaker.

The inability to produce pollen is equivalent to completely castrating them, which will definitely affect their spirits.

"Father, I feel so tired, I want to sleep."

"So sleepy, so sleepy, my petals are about to fall off."

"Sleep, good night, father..."

After these red spirit flowers greeted Xi, they immediately fell asleep. Then, their petals began to fall, gradually withering, and the flower stems quickly withered. The originally active red spirit flowers were left with only a dark dead branch in a blink of an eye.

The companions behind him could not bear it any longer and reminded Xi, who was anxious, "Flowers are born to spread pollen. If you cure their ability to spread pollen, you will deny the meaning of their existence. Of course, they will wither quickly. Xi, don't be too anxious..."

After hearing his companions' reminders, Xi realized how big a mistake he had made.

He was too anxious, causing him to ignore the original habits of plants and try to transform everything with healing ability.

Flowers are the reproductive organs of plants. If the ability to produce pollen is eliminated, doesn't it mean that the existence of flowers is meaningless?

After experiencing a failure, Xi did not calm down. He became more anxious in his heart, and his thoughts became a mess. The Elders' Council did not give him much time. If he did not find a way, he could only choose to remove the red spirit flowers.

"Is there any other way?"

Xi wandered anxiously in the valley, and his companions followed him worriedly.

Fortunately, not long after, he thought of another method:

"What if we reduce the vitality of the red spirit flowers and make them the same as ordinary flowers? Then they will not spread wildly, nor will they become a plague!"

This time, he conducted experiments in a hurry.

He immediately treated some flowers in the Red Spirit Flower Valley, curing "excessive vitality" as a disease, and soon, these red spirit flowers were also cured.

However, this time it was not only the spirit that was depressed.

Xia, the voices of these red spirit flowers could no longer be heard.

They did exist like ordinary flowers, and the offspring produced by these red spirit flowers were not as vigorous as before, and became completely ordinary.

These offspring would not grow quickly, but would grow slowly from the soil like other flowers, and would not grow so tall, and would be so fragile that they would break when the wind blew.

This weak red flower could not even compete with the weeds in the Hundred Flowers Valley.

"Is this still a red spirit flower? Without intelligence and vitality, it has become ordinary..."

Looking at these fragile "new species", Xi began to doubt himself.

Is it really impossible to "cure" the red spirit flower?

The companions on the side witnessed Xi's two failed experiments, watching him go from excitement to loneliness, and now to despair, and the guilt in his heart was hard to suppress.

"Xi, do you still remember why you made these red spirit flowers?"

"Because I want to help you defeat those parasitic plants." Xi answered in a daze, which was indeed his original purpose.

"What about now? The parasitic plants have been eliminated, why do you still insist on protecting them? For doctors, they are just a tool, a tool to deal with diseases. No matter how deep your feelings for them are, they are just tools."

"No... they are not tools." Xi said painfully: "They can cure my loneliness."

Hearing this, the companions suddenly realized something.

"Did you add your personal emotions when you were healing?" He questioned Xi.

This is a taboo for doctors. Once personal emotions are added when using healing abilities, terrible consequences will occur. This is expressly prohibited by the Council of Elders.

"That's why they call you father! That's why they have such strong spiritual intelligence!"

The companion shouted to Xi with great confidence.

"I... I don't remember." Xi took a few steps back in fear.

Xi's reaction confirmed this point even more.

His companions kept asking questions, and Xi was forced to sit on the ground. Seeing this, the surrounding red spirit flowers quickly came over and used their thorny flower stems to form a wall to protect Xi.

"Some bad things are trying to attack my father!"

"Defend! Defend!"

"Let him see how powerful we are!"

The red spirit flowers raised their thorns and blocked Xi's way.

His companions had no choice but to persuade him through the wall of thorns: "Xi, you still have a chance. As long as you clear all these red spirit flowers, everything will be over. Just think of it as a disease. When you recover, everything will be over."

Xi curled up under the protection of the thorns, trembling. He couldn't remember clearly whether he had added personal emotions when creating the red spirit flowers? Was his current mental state sick?

The advice of his companions and the voices of the red spirit flowers kept echoing in his mind, and he became more and more confused:

"Am I controlled by these red spirit flowers?"

"Why do they always think I am sick?"

"Am I parasitized? My mind is distorted?"

"Are the voices of the red spirit flowers I heard all hallucinations?"

Under constant self-doubt, Xi suddenly had an idea:

"All of this is an illusion caused by the parasitism of the red spirit flowers."

At the moment of curing the red spirit flowers, he had been controlled by this parasitic life. The red spirit flowers called him "father" just to use him, and his dependence was just an illusion.

The red spirit flowers used him to continuously spread pollen and expand on the Hundred Flowers Island. At this time, he had become a puppet of the red spirit flowers, but he still didn't know it.

Although the Elder Council and his companions knew that he was sick, in order to protect him, they could only keep persuading him to slowly realize the truth of the matter, but he was obsessed and still protected the culprit, the red spirit flower.

"So that's it... So that's it..."

This way everything makes sense.

"So... I'm sick!"