I'm trapped in a cube

At the beginning, the Natural Gas Clan did not sneak into the mineral veins and quietly change people, but used spies.

They turned some of their companions into other races, and then mixed into the corresponding mineral veins to spread the alien disease.

This is where the term “sacrifice” comes from.

These victims will have different emotions after the material change. They are no longer just afraid.

The victims are even willing to spread the alien disease for the sake of the ethnic group.

However, before material transformation, most tribesmen are unwilling to transform into other races.

Slowly, fewer and fewer tribesmen are willing to be victims.

And as the alien disease spread, other mining tribes also began to learn to distinguish it and actively expel spies.

The change in material is very obvious in the perception of the mineral clan, which also makes the spread of the disease of different veins more and more difficult.

So they changed their approach and began to wear red cloths and sneak into other mineral veins, randomly selecting a mineral clan and turning him into an alien vein disease.

This did not require natural gas victims, so this approach quickly replaced the previous method.

These were replaced by materials and regarded as victims of the alien disease. They continued the previous name and were also called "victims" by them.

It's just that these victims don't know their "sacrifice".

This is why the ghost called the cube a victim at first.

As the natural gas tribe continued to use red cloth, the abnormal vein disease gradually began to wreak havoc in various mineral veins in the acupuncture stone forest.

However, this red cloth has a drawback - each user can only use it once.

This also caused the Natural Gas Tribe to send different tribesmen out every time.

Although there are enough natural gas tribes, it is only a drop in the bucket for the mining tribes in the entire Acupuncture Stone Forest.

So this piece of red cloth began to be passed between different natural gas stone pillars, constantly being used by different people.

That's why the abnormal vein disease "appears in many places" very coincidentally, making the solid mineral tribe even more confused.

Thanks to the efforts of the natural gas tribes from all over the country, the disease caused a huge panic in the entire Acupuncture Stone Forest, and the war also ceased.

The goal has been achieved, but now the natural gas tribe continues to spread the disease, causing panic to continue.

"There are not many people in our clan who have not used red cloth now. After a while, no one will be able to use red cloth, and the abnormal vein disease will not happen again."

Li Luo recorded the red cloth's ability, but the confusion on her face still did not disappear.

Mo Ling also felt that the red cloth was quite strange.

"Why can this red cloth, like the Midas Touch, change its texture and make these patients with different veins feel emotions?"

It sounds like the abilities of Red Cloth and the Midas Touch are similar but somewhat different.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling asked Li Luo another question: "Will the things touched by the Midas touch spread? Just like the abnormal pulse disease."

Li Luo took the electronic screen and checked the information for a while before replying: "No."

"It seems like this is also a different place." Mo Ling thought to himself.

However, the two are still very similar.

You don't need to think too hard to know that this red cloth must be a relic with similar functions, and it has some similarities to the Midas Hand.

After a while, after Li Luo recorded the red cloth's ability, he casually asked the ghost: "What is the cost of using the red cloth?"

However, this simple question left the ghost stunned on the spot.

Li Luo's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "You don't know?"

The ghost nodded.

Almost the entire race uses this red cloth, but they don’t know what the cost is?

A bad premonition appeared in Mo Ling's heart.

Thinking of the restriction that each person could only use the red cloth once, Mo Ling felt even more horrified.

He had a guess in his mind:

"This is not a usage restriction! But the price has already been incurred. These natural gas people who have used the red cloth cannot pay the price again, so they cannot reuse it."

There are no restrictions at all!

He quickly immersed his vision into the ghost's body, searching for anything missing on her body.

everything is normal.

What did these natural gas tribes lose?

Mo Ling told Li Luo her guess, and she was also shocked.

"Don't you feel that you have lost something?" Li Luo asked.

"No."

"So, are there any differences between you people who have used red cloth and other tribesmen who have not used it?"

"No."

It's so strange. You have to pay a price to use the relics. This kind of price can only be paid once, but you can't see it?

Isn't it something unknown?

The ghost added: "I have also used red cloth, and I don't feel like I am missing anything."

Could it be that the red cloth was not a relic, but a living thing?

Mo Ling's thoughts drifted away, and everything was possible in the abyss.

But now I at least know the origin of the disease, which can somewhat soothe my curiosity.

After a while, the alien disease in Acupuncture Stone Forest will no longer appear. Will the war come back by then?

Li Luo, who was on the side, also fell into deep thought after asking a few more questions about Hong Bu. She probably couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation.

Seeing that Li Luo didn't ask any more questions, the ghost prepared to float upwards. Its body began to swell and blur, looking very light and ethereal.

Who would have thought that this seemingly indifferent race would actually be the culprit causing panic in the entire Acupuncture Stone Forest.

Mo Ling only felt that the mining tribe in the Needle Stone Forest lived in dire straits.

A meaningless war has created this situation.

How absurd.

Just when the ghost was about to dissipate, Shibeng, who had been watching from the edge, suddenly rushed forward.

His whole body was shaking, the ripples kept reverberating, and he was trembling with fear.

But his movements were unambiguous at all, and he rushed directly towards the ghost.

He came to the vague human form that had not yet dissipated, stretched out his left arm and inserted it into the mist.

The ripples on the body surged to the two arms on the right, and then they hit the left hand in the mist with force.

This action seemed to take all his energy. Although his body was resisting in fear, he still decisively completed the set of actions.

What is this for?

Mo Ling was confused.

But soon, he understood the purpose of the stone collapse.

Mo Ling quickly stood in front of Li Luo.

After Shi Beng's right arm was smashed down with all his strength, a bunch of sparks instantly shot out from his left hand.

The heat brought by the friction of the rough basalt turned into sparks and burst out from where the arms collided.

He wants to set the ghost on fire!

Mo Ling didn't know why Shi Beng wanted to do this, but it was always right to avoid it.

Sparks erupted, passed through the ghost's body, and fell to the ground.

Nothing happened.

Seeing this, the fear on Shibeng's face quickly faded, and he continued to set fire in the fog that turned into a ghost.

Seeing this, the ghost kept running away, and the stone collapse chased the mist. It was not until the ghost ran to the sky and condensed into a human form again that the stone collapse finally stopped.

The ghost stayed in mid-air in fear and asked: "What are you going to do? This is a very dangerous act! You will burn me to death!"

The ripples on Shi Beng's body had not faded yet, and with concussion, a rough and rich voice came from him, firm and powerful.

"I can't burn you to death! You are not a natural gas tribe at all!"