I’m Trapped in a Cube - Chapter 253

After verbally confirming that his disciple was fine, Bai Zhou still couldn’t put his mind at ease.

Just like those alchemists who had taken “immortal pills”, although no harm could be seen at first, the toxins from the immortal pills had permanently remained in their bodies, tormenting them unbearably in their later years.

Moreover, this was something that could truly affect souls. Any possible damage would impact the mind.

So Bai Zhou tested his disciple with several more questions.

Fortunately, aside from not having fully recovered his senses and reacting somewhat slowly, there was nothing wrong with his disciple.

“How exactly did you do that? Is this a unique ability of your race? Will it affect your future health?” Bai Zhou was still very confused, throwing several questions at him in succession.

Hearing Bai Zhou’s inquiry, his disciple groggily explained the principle of immortality again, though this time with more and deeper details.

The principle was very simple.

It utilized much knowledge of divination signs, including the separation of souls from bodies.

There were also some methods of medicinal purification that his disciple had actually used on himself.

As Bai Zhou listened, he actually began to understand somewhat.

While marveling at his disciple’s ingenious ideas, Bai Zhou was also filled with worry.

“Don’t do this again next time. If no one had been nearby to save you in time, you would have truly ascended to heaven.”

“No, Master,” his disciple explained seriously. “I felt it, I and my body would cross paths again. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have attempted it so easily.”

“You can feel even that?” Bai Zhou asked incredulously.

“Yes.”

“When will you cross paths?”

“I don’t know.”

Hearing this, Bai Zhou gave his disciple another heavy knock on the forehead.

“Wooden brain!”

His disciple didn’t dodge, allowing Bai Zhou to knock him. “I really do have a wooden brain, Master.”

“…”

Bai Zhou was instantly so frustrated he couldn’t speak.

Just as he was thinking about how to persuade his disciple, he felt the fog around them change, seeming to suddenly become thicker.

Originally, this fog wouldn’t stick to his skin, but just now, that moist vapor began clinging to Bai Zhou’s clothes, and his body also felt sticky.

Wiping his face with his hand, it was already covered with water vapor.

“Why is this fog getting thicker and thicker?” Bai Zhou was puzzled. Was the weather really this extreme?

“When did this fog start?” he curiously asked the disciple in front of him.

“A long time ago,” his disciple thought for a moment and answered. “Not long after Master left, around when I had just learned immortality.”

“That long?”

This fog had actually persisted for so long. Bai Zhou immediately realized that this fog was truly abnormal.

Where would there be fog that continued for so long?

“Have any other strange things happened in the village?” Bai Zhou pressed further.

“Yes!” This time, his disciple didn’t think and immediately gave an answer. “Master, let me take you to see.”

“Alright.”

With worried feelings, Bai Zhou followed his disciple around the village.

His disciple brought Bai Zhou to a place like a warehouse, where various tools that Bai Zhou had taught them to make were stored. But these tools were now piled together, messily placed here.

“What’s wrong?” Looking at these tools, Bai Zhou found it somewhat strange.

“Look here.” His disciple pointed to the joint of a tool. The originally wooden structure was crawling with black mold spots that had corroded the wood into deep cracks.

Bai Zhou hurriedly examined other tools and found that these mold spots had appeared on very crucial parts of the tools, directly causing damage to the tools and making them unusable.

It was like someone had specifically sabotaged them, and someone who was particularly familiar with these tools at that.

However, these mold spots also seemed to have formed naturally in the moist fog.

Bai Zhou picked up a tree branch and scraped at the mold spots, but his action caused the already precarious tool to fall apart.

The corrosion was that deep?

Those pitch-black mold spots had actually penetrated deep into the wood.

It seemed this was the reason these tools were left here.

Feeling the moist fog around him, Bai Zhou found it hard not to connect the two.

Could this fog be some kind of organism with autonomous consciousness?

Besides that, Bai Zhou couldn’t think of any other explanation.

If it didn’t have strong self-awareness, it wouldn’t specifically target weak points for destruction, making these tools completely useless.

“When did these tools start having problems?” Bai Zhou pressed further.

“After this fog appeared on the island,” his disciple answered with certainty.

Hearing this, Bai Zhou was even more certain there was a connection between the two.

“All the tools in the village have been corroded?” Thinking of the fog-shrouded island, Bai Zhou asked worriedly.

His disciple nodded.

It seemed the problem was more serious than imagined.

Bai Zhou followed his disciple around the village again and found that indeed, as his disciple had said, abandoned tools could be seen everywhere. The Chali Tribe had returned to primitive society, and all the tools Bai Zhou had taught them were unusable.

“How can it be so targeted?” Bai Zhou even felt this was some kind of prelude to war, specifically destroying the enemy’s civilized artifacts.

After returning to the house, Bai Zhou began to contemplate.

“The mold spots are caused by the fog, and the fog has persisted for a long time…”

“It started spreading across the entire island not long after I left, when my disciple had just learned immortality…”

“Immortality?”

A flash of inspiration crossed Bai Zhou’s mind.

If he remembered correctly, right after he had learned a bit about the method of immortality from his disciple, he seemed to have felt the fog around him become much heavier.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhou immediately asked his disciple whether he had felt any changes in the fog during their last conversation.

However, his disciple shook his head.

“Only I can feel it?”

“Because I learned about the method of immortality, so I was targeted by the fog?”

Remembering that suddenly moist skin, Bai Zhou had a sudden realization.

He anxiously asked his disciple, “How many people know about the method of immortality?”

Hearing this, his disciple immediately fell silent, stammering as if trying to hide something. Bai Zhou immediately saw his embarrassment and had an ominous feeling in his heart.

“Everyone in the village knows…”

His disciple said embarrassedly. He had always been someone who couldn’t keep secrets. Everything Bai Zhou taught him, he would tell the villagers. Previously, Bai Zhou hadn’t minded.

He hadn’t expected this would cause trouble now.

“What’s wrong, Master?” Seeing Bai Zhou’s panicked appearance, his disciple asked curiously.

Bai Zhou looked at his disciple who was still in the dark, sighed, and told him his hypothesis.

After hearing Bai Zhou’s explanation, his disciple also froze in place.

“I’m sorry, Master. I didn’t know.”

“It’s fine. This isn’t your fault.”

Who could have thought that just understanding something would bring disaster?

Could it be that stealing life from heaven would inevitably incur heaven’s punishment?