I'm trapped in a cube

The petite miner continued to chatter, leaving Mo Ling stunned for a moment.

"The disease of different veins is indeed extraordinary."

Mo Ling walked around the streets a few more times alone and found that the neon village was indeed much more developed than the mines outside.

The mining tribes here are diverse, there is no external camp struggle, and different races are talking harmoniously.

And they all have their own things to do, some are repairing buildings, some are using their abilities to strengthen stone pillars, and some are adjusting prisms.

The most abundant are various art forms, and miners making sand paintings, sculptures, and murals can be seen everywhere.

There are even some miners who lay out a row of colorful crystals and beat them with their hands, making beautiful music of the collision of gold and stone.

There were brass instruments like horns and harp-like plucked instruments made of precious stones.

However, the most important thing is the percussion composed of crystals of various timbres, which can be played both crisply and thickly.

There are also some cymbal-like instruments made of copper and iron, which make rhythmic metallic sounds in the hands of these mining tribesmen.

The timbres of these instruments are very distinctive, pure but not conflicting with each other. They are cleverly blended together in one piece of music, and it seems that they have been practicing together for a long time.

The miners are also very good at using instruments made of the same material as themselves, and they are not inferior to the musical instrument masters Mo Ling saw on TV.

After admiring the performance for a while, these miners performed even harder when they saw someone listening.

After the music was played, Mo Ling left with the reluctant eyes of these masters.

"This life is really interesting."

However, this is understandable. The mining tribe does not need anything to eat or sleep. If there was no war and abnormal vein disease, they would probably be lying next to the mine veins now.

Originally without any desire, once transformed by the alien disease and having emotions, one would indeed go further and further on the road to enjoyment.

"Maybe this is the peach blossom garden for the mining tribe. That's good too."

This is at least much better than being dragged into a war right after birth.

After going around in a circle and returning to the original place, the petite mining clan seemed to be becoming more and more interested in Shibeng, and kept asking Shibeng various strange questions:

"What do you usually like to do?"

"Is it hard to fight outside?"

"How did you overcome your fear? Why didn't I see the ripples on your body?"

"Are you not afraid of me at all? Am I better-looking?"

Shi Beng answered sentence by sentence. As soon as he finished answering, another question was thrown to him. The petite mining tribe even muttered to himself to help Shi Beng answer.

The expression on her face became more and more shy, and she slowly began to get closer to Shi Beng, but she was also careful not to touch Shi Beng.

"It's time to go find the village chief." Li Luo said to Shi Beng.

"I'm not going." Shi Beng replied, "You go first."

Mo Ling almost thought that Shi Beng was attracted by this petite mining clan, but then he thought it was wrong. Shi Beng, a basalt-headed man, probably didn't understand this aspect of things.

"Are you here?" Li Luo also looked at Shibeng and the petite mining clan with strange eyes.

Shi Beng nodded, stood still, and stared closely at the confused petite mining clan in front of him.

"No way, are you really attracted?" Mo Ling even suspected that Shi Beng had been infected with the alien disease.

However, a deep and firm voice came from Shibeng's helmet:

"Yes, I'm here by myself."

"I want to... face my fear!"

The petite mining clan was stunned by Shi Beng's words, and asked in confusion: "What kind of fear are you facing? Is there any danger in this?"

Shi Beng did not answer the petite Miner's question and directly interrupted her.

"Take me to your home and let the fear strike harder."

The petite mining clan was a little puzzled, but when she saw Shi Beng accepted her invitation, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she quickly nodded in agreement.

After a while, the happy face was filled with shyness: "Shall we go directly? Do you want me to take you around? There are many fun things in Neon Village."

"No, just go ahead, I can't wait."

"Okay~" The petite miner lowered his head and looked at his feet with his hands behind his back, feeling very embarrassed.

Shibeng still stood firmly, like a knight preparing to go out for battle.

After saying goodbye to Li Luo and agreeing to meet again later, Shi Beng followed the petite mining tribe towards the village.

Mo Ling looked at the two of them and always felt that his mind was always elsewhere.

Shaking his head to get rid of all his dirty thoughts, Mo Ling flew towards the building guided by the petite mining clan.

This is a cylindrical building, the whole body is composed of beautiful black simple stone pieces. Although it is not as dazzling as other gem buildings, the carved patterns on it are extremely delicate and beautiful.

As Mo Ling got closer, the internal structure also came into view.

Inside this simple and elegant building, there are circles of spiral stairs, extending underground layer by layer.

There are various objects placed on each floor, and some miners are concentrating on studying them on the platform.

"It's actually a building like a research institute." Mo Ling was a little shocked by the difference between the inside and outside of the building.

Why is the village chief in a place like this?

Mo Ling originally thought that the village chief would stay in a place like an office hall. Could it be that the petite mining clan pointed to the wrong place?

When he got to the bottom, Mo Ling discovered that this cylindrical building looked very low-key from a distance, but it was very spectacular up close.

Mo Ling's vision couldn't fit in at all.

After walking around the stone pillars, something even stranger happened.

This stone pillar has no entrance.

This is a pillar that extends upward to the top of the cavity. There is no passage in or out.

If Mo Ling hadn't been able to see inside, he would have thought it was a solid pillar, supporting the hollow.

The wall of this stone pillar is made of very dense black crystals. There is no trace of the entrance. Mo Ling didn't even find the gap.

Li Luo also followed the square around and found that there was no entrance. His face was full of confusion.

It seemed that she felt that the stone pillar was solid, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand and knocked it, and a thick sound came out.

She became even more confused and kept looking up at the stone pillars, probably suspecting that the petite mining clan was pointing in the wrong direction.

However, as Li Luo lowered his hand, the area where the stone pillar was struck began to undergo drastic changes.

Following the spot that was just struck, the small black fragments that formed the stone pillar suddenly and slowly flew out. Li Luo quickly retreated upon seeing this.

Immediately afterwards, those small black fragments suddenly dispersed and anchored in the air.

A semicircular hole opened on the pillar, just enough for Li Luo and Mo Ling to pass through.

The cavity gradually expanded, and the small black fragments that spread out and flew into the air were arranged very neatly, extending from the top of the cavity to the ground along several curves, forming a huge hemisphere.

After the holes in the pillars were slowly fixed, the black fragments were also fixed, floating quietly in the air.

The black curves formed by connecting the fragments also left enough roads for Li Luo and Mo Ling to pass.

Mo Ling looked at the graceful and even curves and was filled with shock.

This is the magnetic field line!