I’m Trapped in a Cube - Chapter 265

“Do you know what the highest authority represents?”

Jeff looked at Mo Ling in front of him and asked seriously.

“Absolute control over the mermen race?” Mo Ling asked in return.

Jeff nodded, then shook his head, “Not just that.”

He extended his hand, and a scale-like component silently crawled up his finger.

“I’ll take you to a place, then you’ll understand.”

His finger slowly extended, gently touching Mo Ling’s armor.

The components on both their bodies made contact, producing a crisp metallic collision sound.

“Ding~”

With Jeff’s touch, a pop-up window appeared before Mo Ling—”Do you accept the screen sharing from Fish Swarm 01?”

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Ling still chose to accept.

The moment he accepted, everything before his eyes suddenly changed, and an incredibly realistic scene appeared in front of him.

However, the field of vision was very strange.

He seemed to have fallen into an ocean, and the scene before his eyes didn’t seem to be from a human sensory perspective, it was somewhat abnormally distorted.

“This is a fish’s perspective. You’ll get used to it.”

“Fish?”

“Yes, the mermen race originally started as a little small fry,” Jeff explained.

“I’ll take you around to look.” With Jeff’s words, the little small fry began swimming, and the scene around Mo Ling also began to change.

The ocean before Mo Ling was exceptionally azure, clear like a blue sapphire. The little small fry pushed through the gentle water waves, slowly swimming forward.

The seawater was very clean, without a trace of impurities. Mo Ling even felt like he was soaking in a piece of transparent blue jelly.

However, after some time, Mo Ling discovered something strange.

This ocean was dead.

No currents, no floating debris, no creatures, no rising and falling bubbles. This ocean was like a spotless pure gem, clean to the point where it wouldn’t allow any filth to exist.

After realizing this, Mo Ling suddenly felt this azure ocean was oppressively frightening, completely lifeless.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Jeff suddenly asked.

“Very beautiful, but…” Mo Ling didn’t know how to describe this strange feeling. Clearly water should be the source of life, yet this ocean had nothing to do with being full of vitality.

“This is where the mermen race was born, empty and barren, without anything. The mermen race spent a very long time learning how to swim,” Jeff’s tone revealed nostalgia.

“Where is this?” Mo Ling asked in confusion.

“Sea.”

Jeff spoke a simple mermen language vocabulary from his mouth.

Sea?

Mo Ling was somewhat puzzled. He knew this was the sea, but didn’t this ocean have any name?

Just as Mo Ling was wondering, the little small fry stopped.

Before them appeared a huge reflective membrane, blocking the center of the entire ocean. If they hadn’t come right up to it, they wouldn’t have seen this barely perceptible membrane at all.

Why would there be such a strange membrane in the middle of the ocean?

As if hearing Mo Ling’s question, the little small fry turned its body, pressed close against the membrane, and swam around it.

But even after swimming very far, the little small fry didn’t find the edge of this membrane.

The little small fry began swimming upward, but this time, not only did it not find the edge of the membrane, it couldn’t even see the sea surface.

This ocean seemed to possess infinite height. You could only see that faintly luminous sea surface, but could never swim to it.

The little small fry finally gave up, but at this moment, it seemed to suddenly think of another method, it aimed at the membrane and charged into it.

Immediately, its entire body plunged into this soft membrane.

After being wrapped by that reflective membrane, everything in the field of vision began to distort. The original azure ocean, after experiencing a period of tumbling, suddenly changed to another color.

The originally crystal-clear sapphire was suddenly pierced by a dazzling red light, and heat waves that had condensed into solid form surged toward the surroundings.

When the field of vision in front of the little small fry stabilized again, everything was completely different.

Before them was a huge fireball, quietly floating in an endless darkness.

Scorching light illuminated the surroundings, and high temperature also spread to the little small fry’s body.

Looking at this suddenly changed scene, Mo Ling asked again, “Where is this now?”

“Sun.”

Jeff again used his standard mermen language to speak this simple vocabulary.

“This is a very dangerous thing. The mermen race at this time still couldn’t handle this kind of power. We could only flee, the farther the better.”

With Jeff’s words, the little small fry quickly turned around and swam backward. Its body violently swayed in the void, its tail pushing away ripples.

But how could its swimming speed compare to the speed of light? Intense heat climbed up its body, and wisps of smoke emanated from it.

The might of the sun mercilessly descended upon the little small fry’s weak body.

Not until the little small fry was burned all over by the sun did it find another membrane.

This membrane was still endless, with no visible edge.

The little small fry found it like a lifeline and charged in without looking back.

The membrane reflected the sun’s light, but with this collision from the small fish, the sun within the membrane also quickly distorted and disappeared.

Everything around changed again.

This time, that dazzling red gradually distorted and disappeared, replaced by a cold and gentle white.

As soon as the field of vision changed, this cool light quickly covered the little small fry’s body, and the scars on its body also quickly healed.

The little small fry looked carefully and found that before it was still an endless darkness, except in the darkness there was a light sphere continuously spreading white light toward the surroundings.

That white light flowed like a stream, slowly flowing onto the little small fry’s body.

When the light came beside the small fish, it became something like ribbon-shaped, gently winding around the surface of the small fish’s originally scarred body.

Then, those light bands turned into countless points of light, slowly seeping into the little small fry’s wounds.

As more and more light bands wound around it, the little small fry also comfortably began spinning in circles in place.

Looking at that familiar pale light, Mo Ling said his guess with some hesitation, “This is the ‘Moon’?”

“Correct,” Jeff’s voice slowly came, “The moon that can soothe everything.”

“The mermen race initially thought the moon could heal pain, but later discovered it wasn’t just that. Its authority is very high, healing pain is just an external manifestation of its authority, a very superficial application.”

Authority?

Mo Ling heard an incredibly familiar term.

Healing pain was already very powerful, but it could only be a very superficial application? Just how high was the moon’s authority?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling eagerly asked Jeff:

“What is the moon’s authority?”

However, Jeff didn’t answer immediately, but unhurriedly kept him in suspense:

“Keep watching and you’ll know. Don’t be anxious.”