I’m Trapped in a Cube - Chapter 199
The little sprite looked at the television with its constantly static-filled screen and said nothing.
“I can’t see anything?” Mo Ling asked with feigned curiosity.
This was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. The little sprite seemed very concerned about whether it could fulfill Mo Ling’s wish.
It flew to the television and kept patting it with its hands, but the static never disappeared.
“You’ll be able to see it. I’ll help you fulfill it,” the little sprite said anxiously.
“If you can’t fulfill it, don’t. I’ll go find other little sprites.”
“No!” Stimulated by Mo Ling like this, the little sprite became even more frantic, golden light overflowing from its body, continuously transmitting toward the television.
Not only that, it seemed to be drawing golden light from elsewhere.
Mo Ling followed the light channels and discovered that the golden light was actually being drawn from other little sprites.
The distant little sprites hadn’t yet realized what was happening before they dissipated one after another.
Chaos began.
They had originally been fulfilling wishes for other people, but when drawn upon by the little sprite in front of Mo Ling, their radiance instantly dimmed and their states became listless.
Countless light rays connected to more distant places, like a golden transport network, with golden light from everywhere continuously flowing over.
These rivers galloping through the sky actually covered the entire Oasis City in the virtual image with gold.
“This is much more efficient,” Mo Ling was overjoyed.
As the little sprite’s transmission speed increased, the light channels became more and more obvious, and other little sprites connected by the light rays in the distance also appeared.
The little sprite in front of Mo Ling continued spreading its arms, transmitting power to the television, completely ignoring its companions’ disappearance.
By accident, he had found the most rapid means of clearing these frenzied little sprites.
Whether it was because this radiance affected the sunlight, the illusions created by the mirage vapor began to be obscured by the golden light rays.
Then those little sprites gradually became transparent, and the last trace of golden light on their bodies was also drawn into the light channels.
The little sprite in front of him had already inserted its hands into the television, its entire body carrying surging golden energy.
The golden light channels grew thicker and thicker, and the eras in the mirage vapor also changed frantically like slides.
Golden light rays continued to condense on the television, and the light channels became increasingly obvious.
Those connected little sprites were rapidly drained of energy and faded away.
Although it made quite a commotion.
Due to the excessive energy, buzzing sounds actually began in the air.
The little sprite had to grit its teeth and increase its output power. Instantly, countless threads connected to every corner of Oasis City, then the light channels suddenly thickened, becoming rushing rivers of light.
The little sprite here was still exerting itself, while the other distant little sprites could no longer create Relics. They spread their hands, seemingly confused about how their abilities had disappeared.
But the television still showed static, with nothing visible.
Rainbow light began appearing at the edges of the radiance, like those curved surfaces of rainbow light, with illusions being split into various different eras.
The tide from the entire city made its form increasingly bloated, but it didn’t seem to care about the commotion it was causing, nor did it mind the changes in its form.
Instead, it focused intently on the television in front of it, stubbornly locking horns with Mo Ling’s “wish.”
The collapse of the illusions became increasingly severe. Mo Ling could already see some Oasis City residents’ figures appearing—they all looked shocked, gazing at those rushing golden rivers.
“The influence of the illusions is diminishing.”
It seemed this mirage vapor was indeed the little sprite’s doing.
Under the little sprite’s full output, soon those golden rivers began to dry up.
The little sprite had become even taller than Mo Ling, its expression extremely frenzied.
However, as the golden light continued to pour in, its intelligence seemed to begin recovering.
Mo Ling’s verbal stimulation began losing effect. This little sprite seemed to realize that Mo Ling was tricking it.
“I can’t create such a Relic. You have no wishes.”
“You just can’t fulfill it, so you’re making excuses, right?” Mo Ling continued trying to provoke it. “Then I’ll go find other little sprites.”
But at this point, the little sprite had calmed down and was no longer getting worked up.
“The other little sprites are also me.”
Its tone gradually stopped being frenzied, and Mo Ling’s obviously inflammatory language no longer worked.
Finally, it stopped the golden light output from its hands and froze in place.
“What am I doing?” the little sprite asked blankly.
“You’re helping me fulfill my wish.”
Hearing Mo Ling’s words, the little sprite looked at him, “I can’t do it.”
It finally admitted it. This time the little sprite was no longer stubborn, having regained its reason, and answered calmly.
At this moment, its intelligence had regained the high ground.
“What did I do?” the little sprite asked, somewhat shocked as it looked at the golden light still continuously flowing toward it from the surroundings.
“I’d like to know what you did too,” Mo Ling complained. “The mirage vapor in Oasis City was created by you, wasn’t it?”
“No.” The little sprite, having regained its reason, gave Mo Ling an unexpected answer.
“It was the Spiral Turtle.”
Spiral Turtle?
Hearing the little sprite’s words, Mo Ling asked in surprise, “It’s not dead yet?”
The little sprite nodded, “It’s not so easy to die. It’s been recovering its strength and now wants to crawl out from underground, which is why there are earthquakes. The mirage vapor is also released by it.”
Thinking of the Spiral Turtle’s abilities, Mo Ling immediately understood why the earthquakes in Oasis City were all small-scale.
“What does it want to do?” Mo Ling asked impatiently.
“Return to the sea.”
The little sprite pointed with its hand, and a golden scene appeared out of thin air.
In the scene, the Spiral Turtle tore open the ground, carrying Oasis City as it flew into the sky.
The turtle shell oscillated, and blue cracks actually opened in the high sky, with water continuously gushing from the cracks.
On the other side of the cracks was the ocean!
The Spiral Turtle just like that, carrying Oasis City, crashed toward the sea.
The scene ended abruptly…
“Is that all?” Mo Ling looked at this brief scene and asked in disbelief.
“Yes, that’s it,” the little sprite nodded. “Its wish is very simple.”
Simple?
Mo Ling recalled that scene and felt terrified. For the Spiral Turtle, this scene might be simple, but for Oasis City, it was a complete and utter disaster!
An inescapable disaster.
Looking at the golden light still overflowing, Mo Ling had a bad premonition, “The Spiral Turtle didn’t also make a wish to the little sprite, did it?”
Thinking of this, Mo Ling quickly asked the little sprite, “Did the Spiral Turtle make a wish to you?”
However, the most worrying situation still occurred. The little sprite nodded, “It did. It’s being fulfilled.”
It was over.
As long as someone made a wish to the little sprite, the content in that scene would definitely happen.
It was something like a prophecy.
As Mo Ling was thinking about what to do, the virtual image suddenly began trembling.
Around them, some rainbow light cracks appeared out of nowhere, and the illusions seemed to be dissipating.
“Many people’s wishes are for the illusions to disappear, and those are also being fulfilled now,” the little sprite explained.
“There are also some people whose wishes are for Oasis City to stabilize, for Oasis City not to be damaged, to protect the residents in the city…”
Under these people’s efforts, Oasis City could still maintain its current state, not being destroyed by earthquakes.
Although the indiscriminate fulfillment of wishes led to many terrible consequences, it also triggered these protective wishes.
At this moment, not only the Spiral Turtle, but the wishes of people in Oasis City also began taking effect.
The little sprite looked at the collapsing rainbow light and murmured:
“They didn’t lie…”
“They truly want to protect Oasis City.”
Storyteller Dlanor's Words
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