I'm trapped in a cube

"So you ... what?"

Mo Ling couldn't hear it clearly.

He could only continue to fall and return to Martin again.

Now, he finally understands ...

Martin is shouting- "You are also text."

"I am also text?" Mo Ling wanted to ask, Martin turned around Mo Ling.

"You are an end! After the round sentence has been enlarged, it becomes a block, and the arc that is constantly cut into a straight line will become a straight line. In addition, the curve that means constantly changing, you are the smallest unit, and it is simplified to be like this! "

Martin pointed at Mo Ling and said a bunch of unspeakable words.

Mo Ling originally thought Martin had discovered the truth and listened seriously, but he listened more and more dizzy.

Martin said from "Extract" to "calculus", and from "calculus" to "basic particles", it is becoming more and more outrageous.

Mo Ling could only send the electronic screen again and asked, "Did you really see it?"

"See!" Martin replied firmly.

But Momori once again dug the field of vision to the sky, or there was nothing, and it was still rolling chaotic colors.

Martin also found that only he could see the words in the air.

He slowly calmed down, stopped dancing, but looked at the sky seriously, and then suddenly stunned.

"I can't see it either ..." He suddenly murmured.

"What's going on, is it just an illusion?"

Just when he was confused, he suddenly came.

His glass jar was broken again ... The cracks extended to the top along the tank, even more serious than being attacked by the robot before.

Not only that, some small grid -shaped cracks also spread along the large cracks to the entire can. The original clear and transparent kimchi can become blurred, and even the inside could not be seen.

Martin first stunned, then quickly covered his "face" and lowered his head.

"Can't see ... can't see ..." He said in his mouth, then slowly bent his waist.

"What's wrong with this?" Mo Ling quickly stepped forward, Martin hid behind the block.

"Help me stop, I saw something I shouldn't see, I asked my brother to save me ..." Martin whispered.

At this time, his voice was like a thick layer of glass, and it sounded vaguely. The words and words seemed to be sticky together, with a buzzed resonance sound.

Mo Ling didn't know what happened, but just blocked Martin like this.

Soon, Martin's "brother" came.

As soon as the "Martin" appeared, he patted his hand directly to the square, and at the same time, the other hand was patted on Martin with a broken body.

After being photographed, the square and Martin seemed to have suddenly stepped on the air and fell down.

Obviously the block is still floating in the air, but it feels that everything around it is sliding up.

It didn't take long to fall, and there was a separation of a separate line below, and the two of them worked in the past.

Huo ~

Martin was relieved, stroking his "face", patted his chest, and looked like he was in his heart.

"Sure enough, you can't see things too far through a dream, otherwise you will encounter the anti -bump of the sky. This is its warning to me."

He said in horror.

"That bed, you keep it ... I am already an out of the bureau, and you can no longer interfere in the situation in the game. This time the backfraction is just a trivial matter, and then continue to interfere, not only myself, but the brothers on each layer will be by the sky curtain. "Martin said" Martin said very seriously.

His voice was still as blurred as before, and he was a little more weak.

Mo Ling didn't understand what happened.

Why is Martin's glass jar suddenly broken?

What does this have to do with what he saw?

What do he mean by what he said?

As if to see the doubt of the block, Martin patted the edge of the block gently, pointing to the sky.

"That's a layer of dream, or it can be a lens."

"Two layers of dreams are two layers of lenses."

"Do you still remember the text of the text that we saw together? After the last separation, I did an experiment ..."

"I used a dream as a lens, and I saw the contents of the text of the sky."

There is no mistake, one post, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, a book, one, one, a look!

"The more layers of the lens, the farther you see it, but the more blurred, just like observing the stars in the distance with an astronomical telescope."

"Not only that, there is also a very serious problem. Under the enlarged effect of the lens, all the fluctuations of all light will become extremely obvious, just like holding a telescope to see the sun. If you are not careful, I will be burned."

As Martin said, he pointed at the cracks on his glass tank.

"I told the current content of the text of the text, which is the spoiler, which will affect the entire text of the sky, and the sky curtain will also change. Those fluctuations will burn me under the enlarged effect of the lens, so I must be careful ... ... "

"Sorry, I can only tell you so much, this is the limit I can bear."

"Wait for me to recover, come to you again."

With every word Martin spoke, the cracks on his glass jar would separate into a fine spider web pattern, spreading towards those places that were not covered by the cracks, gradually devouring the clear glass jar surface, and the pickles in the jar also rotated slower and slower...

Finally, Martin stopped talking and made a "hush" gesture to the cube.

He threw his cloak, stood up straight, and waved to the cube.

It was time to say "goodbye", but Martin was now scarred and seemed unable to utter a word...

He made a handsome pose and gradually retreated backwards. His cloak fluttered without wind, and a gorgeous colorful vortex appeared behind him. Countless tentacles stretched and danced in it. The cracks on the glass jar also became his merits, and each one showed his courage.

However, just when he was the most handsome, his brother, another "Martin", rushed up and slapped him.

"Why are you showing off? Saying goodbye is not spoiling the plot, it won't backfire!"

"You're leaving, who's sending you back? Let me send you back too! You're still posing here, people who don't know would think you're going to die! You had a chance to spoil the plot, but you didn't spoil something useful, you said a bunch of riddles just to maintain your status, how can you be like this, I won't let you come next time..."

The brothers gave Martin a lecture, and the "special effects" behind him were directly slapped away.

"Don't scold, don't scold, we are the same person, let you come, aren't you showing off?"

Hearing this, another "Martin" was stunned for a moment:

"That's true..."

"Then why did you hit me!"

"I don't like you, I hate others showing off the most."

"..."