I'm trapped in a cube

This red cloth turban that distorted the entire ethnic group lay quietly among the squares.

Mo Ling stepped forward and picked it up carefully.

This red cloth headscarf can indeed exude a certain kind of attraction, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

This scarf is not very big when spread out, it is just the size that an adult can wear on his head.

When you first touch it, the material is fine silk and it feels very good.

The surface of the red cloth turban is also very clean, like brand new, and has not become dirty from being tossed around.

Mo Ling tentatively sent a handful of sand in and sprinkled it on the red cloth turban.

The sand and soil slipped by, but the turban was still as clean as ever, without any stains.

What a strange item.

"Is it this kind of thing that confuses the identity of an entire ethnic group?"

Mo Ling held the red scarf and still felt a little ridiculous.

"So, the price of this relic is confusion of self-perception, and the ability is a one-time material change?"

Mo Ling simply made a judgment on the red scarf and threw it to Li Luo.

After Li Luo saw the red scarf, he looked at it with confusion on his face, and then started to look up the information.

Not recorded.

There are many relics that look like turbans, but none that match them at all. Searching for the material change ability can only find content related to the Midas Touch.

After changing many search methods, Li Luo could not find the corresponding content. The information on this relic was completely blank.

Li Luo confirmed the source and use of the red cloth with the ghost again. What the ghost said was exactly the same as before, and there was no difference.

Why did it appear out of thin air among the executed natural gas tribe?

Mo Ling was a little confused.

However, he suddenly remembered the donkey ears thing.

Donkey ears and a red bandana?

Midas touch?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Mo Ling originally wanted to remind Li Luo, but she had already started searching on the electronic screen.

"King of Phrygia."

The Phrygian king in Greek mythology was extremely obsessed with gold, so he prayed to Dionysus, the god of wine, and obtained the magic power to turn stone into gold.

In the end, even his daughter turned into gold because of the touch of his finger.

He regretted deeply and prayed to God for restoration. Only then did God take back everything and restore the things he had changed to their original state.

Later, the Phrygian king acted as a referee for the music competition between Apollo and the faun Pan. He was punished by Apollo for favoring the faun.

The punishment is to grow donkey ears.

He also used a red scarf to hide the donkey's ears to conceal himself.

The electronic screen displayed detailed mythological content. The more Mo Ling looked at it, the weirder it became. How could there be such a coincidence?

Two relics with almost identical abilities, and connected myths.

Mo Ling felt that his thoughts were even more confused.

How could a relic that appeared out of thin air in the inaccessible acupuncture stone forest on the second level of the abyss be related to another one that appeared on the earth?

Mo Ling thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the result.

Li Luo looked through a lot of information but couldn't find anything more about the red turban, so he put the turban on the square and asked Mo Ling to take it back.

"Let's deal with the immediate matter first."

Putting the red cloth randomly in a corner, Mo Ling looked at the trembling ghosts again.

After knowing the reasons for these ghosts' mental disorders, Mo Ling only felt that they were a little sad.

Having distorted their self-perception and constantly using lies to prove this misperception, you can imagine how much the lives of these ghosts have been changed.

Sighing, Mo Ling gave up the idea of ​​killing them all.

These ghosts have lost the red cloth and can no longer create alien disease.

Maybe after some time, the mining tribe in the Acupuncture Stone Forest will realize this.

The ghost was still looking at the cube pleadingly, begging for mercy from time to time.

After reminding Li Luo, Mo Ling controlled the cube to float upward, slowly away from it, and returned to the path forward.

…

As he continued to move forward, Shi Beng seemed to have regained his indifferent personality, and the ripples and tremors on his body had disappeared.

Mo Ling has been observing him. Every time he sees Shi Beng's personality switching, Mo Ling finds it very interesting.

Perhaps Shibeng knew that the abnormal pulse disease had been completely resolved, so his fear was relieved.

"After passing the empty space in front, we will be near the exit. You can just fly over when the time comes." Shi Beng said expressionlessly.

His tone returned to that state of numbness without any ripples.

Every time Mo Ling heard him speak like this, she always felt like she was listening to a robot voice broadcast.

Really boring.

Just as he was about to send some rocks to scare Shibeng, Mo Ling noticed that his expression appeared again.

A somewhat timid and fearful expression.

What's wrong? Did he see something?

Mo Ling hurriedly floated forward, only to realize that the empty passage ahead was indeed somewhat different.

The fluorite veins here seem to have been artificially carved to make the light more uniform.

There are also some dark corners where the occlusion has been artificially removed, and some reflective minerals have been inserted to illuminate the darkness.

It's like a lighting facility specially made by someone.

The road here seems to have been specially polished, and there will be all kinds of gravel in the previous passage.

Because the passages in the Acupuncture Stone Forest often collapse, there are many re-opened branch roads in the previous passages, which are winding and have traces of repeated excavations.

The passage here was very straight, and Mo Ling discovered that there were even some columnar supports on the rock wall at the top of the passage, which seemed to be specially used to prevent collapse.

As he walked further in, Shi Beng's expression became weirder, and Mo Ling also discovered that the man-made traces of this passage were becoming more and more obvious.

There will be some colorful ores placed on the walls on both sides of the passage at intervals, which look very gorgeous with the light of the fluorite veins.

The rock wall at the top not only has supporting stone pillars, but also some slightly childish carving patterns.

Most of these carving patterns are in various vein shapes, tree-shaped, network-shaped, strip-shaped, ant nest-shaped...

The carvings were all very poor, but Mo Ling could still tell them apart.

Not only that, there were also various forms of mining tribes. Mo Ling not only saw the common four-handed mining tribes, but also some strange ones.

What surprised Mo Ling the most was a huge carving that occupied a large area of ​​the rock wall. On it was a mighty mining clan with countless arms.

The carving technique here is obviously much better. There are various strange patterns floating around this mighty mining clan, but these patterns are too small, and Mo Ling can't see what they are carving.

The proportions are very strange.

Who would do such a thing?

If the previous support works for the passages were to prevent collapse, then what were these meaningless embellishments and carvings for?

Mo Ling carefully observed these beautiful carvings and decorations. No matter how he looked at them, he didn't think they were done by those emotionless mining tribes.

When Shi Beng came here, he finally seemed to realize something and shouted in horror:

"I should have guessed it a long time ago! No wonder this place is sealed! This is the Alien Cave!"