I’m Trapped in a Cube - Chapter 274

“Now all the conditions are gathered.”

“Complete highest authority, and a suitable race…”

Jeff said indifferently.

“What exactly do you want to do?” Mo Ling could no longer suppress the doubt in his heart.

Mo Ling’s original plan was to use the highest authority to delete all the fish swarm’s accounts.

But after Jeff’s series of riddles, Mo Ling no longer dared to do so.

Who knew what other backup plans the fish swarm had.

But Mo Ling also couldn’t figure out whether Jeff was bluffing, betting that he wouldn’t dare delete all the fish swarm’s accounts.

Mo Ling had a massive headache. Why were there all these old monsters in the Abyss who had lived for who knows how long, and when they talked about things, it was all cloudy and mysterious, full of twists and turns, impossible to tell truth from falsehood.

Jeff also didn’t seem to intend to hide anything and began seriously answering Mo Ling’s questions.

At this point, he could only continue asking to get everything clear.

He flipped the merman ancient text on the table to the last page.

“Look, what is this?”

That was a crooked merman language character. Above were a pair of crossed left-falling and right-falling strokes, below was a horizontal line, forming an upright triangle.

The tip of the triangle was a little small fry, curled up into a circle, tightly pressed against the corner.

“This is?” Mo Ling surprisingly couldn’t recognize it at first glance.

“This is a Christmas hat?” Mo Ling blurted out.

The newly born Jeff’s Christmas hat was bright red and exceptionally conspicuous.

“That’s right,” Jeff nodded with relief.

Mo Ling hurriedly looked at the content in that screen.

The newly born mermen had actually created such a character?

Human ideological corruption was too severe!

“So a suitable race is for creating characters for you?”

“What authority does it have?” Mo Ling looked at that crooked Christmas hat character and asked curiously.

“No special authority. It now just has this one meaning—Christmas hat is Christmas hat. Its only function is to put hats on us.”

“It’s just that simple. If they give this character new meaning in the future, new authorities will be generated.”

Listening to Jeff’s words, Mo Ling seemed to understand somewhat.

At the same time, Mo Ling also suddenly realized that the meaning of a new character was not simple for the fish swarm.

“The fish swarm originally came from characters, so we can’t create characters. We can only combine characters. Only a real race that uses merman language as a communication method can create characters—they are our creators.”

“Now these creators are outside, full of vitality. After I discovered they weren’t some body-seizing race, I had all fish swarm stop attacking them.”

“I originally wanted the fish swarm to return their bodies, but all the components were locked by you and couldn’t move.”

Jeff’s words left Mo Ling stunned.

“Then why kill the fish swarm?”

“Because we need to go back.”

“Go back?”

“Yes, we need to go back to conquer new characters.”

Jeff pointed to the little small fry at the tip of the Christmas hat and said, “We need to become the fish on top of this.”

“Aren’t you already on top?”

“This is different. The fish created from the beginning doesn’t belong to the fish swarm. Only when we completely conquer this character can we truly obtain this character’s authority.”

“When the newly born mermen create more characters, the fish swarm can obtain more authorities.”

“As long as the newly born mermen keep developing and continuously creating characters, the character world will become infinitely vast, constantly extending, with no more boundaries. For the fish swarm, there will no longer be any racial lock.”

“As long as the creators keep existing, the world can keep expanding, right?”

“Yes…” Mo Ling answered dazedly.

His heart was already full of shock.

The fish swarm had lost the memory of immortality. They didn’t know how these newly born mermen came to be, but Mo Ling still remembered.

The newly born mermen were created by the fish swarm themselves.

“Created their own creators?”

Mo Ling found it absurd no matter how he thought about it.

The world was too limited, so escape this world, create a creator, have this creator make their world infinite, then return to their original world?

Mo Ling felt his metal brain instantly overloaded.

“You should understand now, right?”

“I should…”

He was amazed by the fish swarm’s boldness.

“After killing the fish swarm, you’ll go back?”

“Yes, return to essence, become characters again.”

“Will you return to reality?”

“If the world is infinite, enough for us to be free and carefree, why would we want to return to reality? There’s no racial lock there, and we don’t need to spend so much effort compiling formulas and understanding the world. Isn’t that much better than reality?”

Jeff’s answer made Mo Ling’s brain crash again.

He suddenly realized that the fish swarm’s goal all along had been to be “free and carefree.”

Breaking through to reality was because the character world was too limited. Invading everywhere was because they wanted to find a way to unlock the racial lock. These were all things that restricted their freedom, and they had never forgotten their original intention.

As replicas of the little small fry, everything the fish swarm did was to carry out its will, never changing.

However, even after figuring everything out, Mo Ling still found it somewhat hard to believe.

“That’s it? So you want me to delete all your accounts?”

“Yes,” Jeff nodded. “The fish swarm will disappear.”

Mo Ling looked half-believingly at a suit of armor in the screen and activated account deletion.

The components on that armor quickly exploded, and the merman body inside also fell down accordingly.

“Right, just like that.”

Jeff looked at Mo Ling and nodded again.

“You can select all—that would be faster.”

He even tried to teach Mo Ling a more efficient operation method.

Mo Ling continued deleting several more accounts.

The armor outside also began emitting red light one by one, with components quickly detaching.

It seemed just as Jeff said—they had no resistance, took no measures, allowing Mo Ling to delete the accounts one by one.

Jeff also kept silently nodding, signaling Mo Ling to continue.

However, when only a few accounts remained, Mo Ling stopped.

“Why did you stop?” Jeff asked in confusion.

“After you leave, what about the highest authority?”

“Keep it. We don’t need it anymore,” Jeff said indifferently.

So Mo Ling selected the last few accounts, and Jeff seemed to sense something, straightening his body.

“Thank you…”

He looked at Mo Ling meaningfully.

As the confirm deletion option was pressed, the component on Jeff’s chest flashed with weak red light and flew out violently.

The Great Chief’s body instantly collapsed, lying unconscious on the table.

Then that component flew above Mo Ling’s head, quietly floating in the air.

In the library, complete silence, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Ling looked at that empty account list, somewhat dazed.

Those menacing armor suits outside had also all turned into components, floating in the air.

The mermen who had originally been inside the armor groggily awakened, looking around in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

Inside the fish swarm channel, it was frighteningly quiet.

The fish swarm had really disappeared…