I’m Trapped in a Cube - Chapter 62

To unleash the Accelerated Evolution Zone before a Prophet who hadn’t fully grasped evolution-one can imagine the impact.

It was like showing Franklin a cyclotron after he’d just finished his kite experiment.

Once you see such transcendent knowledge, you can never go back.

At that moment, the Primordial Cell transformed into the bubble goddess, floated out of the cell membrane, and came before the Prophet.

Witnessing this miraculous scene, the Prophet began to doubt his own theory.

He couldn’t understand what was happening.

The goddess circled, carefully examining the visiting Transparent Tribe, then returned to the Prophet and spoke from within the bubble in an ethereal voice.

“Would you like to play a game with me? If you win, I’ll grant you one wish-any wish,” the goddess said to the Prophet.

……

The Prophet agreed. His wish was for the Transparent Tribe to rule the entire underground forever.

Between knowledge and his people, he chose his people.

After stating his wish, the goddess explained the game-

Eagle Catches Chicks.

“Your people will be the eagles, and I’ll put the chicks into this world in a relatively reasonable way.”

“All you need to do is catch all the chicks and drive them out.”

At that time, the Prophet had no idea what taboo he was touching.

“Eagles, you can go back and wait for the game to start.”

“Once the game begins, you’ll gain sharp teeth and claws, strong wings and feathers.”

The Prophet didn’t understand the goddess’s words.

Shaken, he led his people back to the village, only to discover that, except for him, everyone who saw the goddess had lost their memories.

They knew nothing of the game.

He even doubted whether it had really happened.

But soon after, the Undying Things appeared.

The game began.

These Undying Things harbored intense hostility toward the Transparent Tribe.

At the same time, all Transparent Cell life began hunting the Undying Things.

Both tribes developed a deep-seated hatred for each other, like natural enemies, with no explanation.

The Transparent Tribe also felt inexplicable hostility in their minds, which terrified them as intelligent beings.

Something was tampering with their free will.

But war was inevitable.

Once the game started, it couldn’t be paused.

Undying Things kept appearing.

The Flesh Tribe’s  immense power caught them off guard, and the Transparent Tribe suffered defeat after defeat.

At this crisis, the goddess’s power finally arrived.

Knowledge of limb grafting  was sent into the Prophet’s mind, allowing the Transparent Tribe to use the power of aberrant beasts.

Sharp teeth and claws, wings and feathers…

The eagle’s power had truly arrived.

Only then did the Prophet realize the horror of the game and hurriedly gathered his people to announce the existence of the Undying Things.

“These are terrifying ‘Undying Things’ that will bring disaster to the world!”

He couldn’t explain with the game’s rules, so he made up a false reason to fool his people.

Unexpectedly, his influence was so great that all the Transparent Tribe believed him without hesitation.

Those who had seen the goddess with the Prophet forgot the game, but remembered the goddess’s appearance.

Vaguely, they recalled that this war was the will of a goddess.

So they built temples, carved statues, and revived decayed divine authority.

Stone scriptures, heavy stone doctrines, complex rituals and ceremonies reappeared.

Everything they couldn’t understand became “made by God.”

The knowledge of grafting broke the boundaries of species, casting the once-thriving Origin of Species theory into the abyss.

Divine right was restored, and under the goddess’s will, the Transparent Tribe drove out the Undying Things.

The people found psychological comfort, using “God” to explain the hatred that appeared in their hearts.

If it was God, everything could be explained.

The Prophet could only watch helplessly.

A cult was founded, and the former champion of advanced thought became a religious leader.

The hero who slew dragons became the dragon himself.

He could only go with the flow, leading the Transparent Tribe to war.

With the “eagle’s” power, victory after victory came, and the once-mighty Flesh Tribe was driven deep underground.

But the Prophet knew the game wasn’t over-they had to drive out the entire Flesh Tribe.

However, things didn’t go as planned; the game only got harder.

The Hundred Forms Unit began to have problems, and the Prophet had to fight wars while guiding his people and dealing with the unit’s hidden dangers.

The game was buried deep in his heart…

As the goddess spoke, this twisted history gradually surfaced, and the Transparent Tribe’s faces grew stranger.

Some, unable to bear it, began to cry, trembling all over.

Learning it was a deception lasting year, most Transparent Tribe’s faith collapsed, and they screamed in agony.

“It’s all a lie! All a lie!”

Some clutched their heads, staring blankly at the ground.

“So, you failed the game, understand?” the goddess said, her tone flat and unconcerned.

The Transparent Tribe present could no longer listen.

The goddess patiently explained again, “The last eagle disappeared some time ago, and not all the chicks were caught, so the game failed.”

A crazed Transparent Tribesperson rushed to the goddess, clutching her tail and begging, “Goddess, please tell me this is all a lie, the game is fake, right?”

The goddess continued, slow and patient, “It’s not a lie. I don’t deceive you. Everything I promised, I will fulfill. The game is real.”

The Transparent Tribesperson collapsed in despair, gasping in disbelief.

“Punishment is coming!” Some Transparent Tribe stood up, scrambling and crawling out of the village.

The goddess watched them run but didn’t stop them. After a while, she said, “There is no punishment in this game. You just lost, that’s all. I’m only here to tell you that you failed.”

But the goddess’s explanation only deepened the despair. The Transparent Tribe shook their heads and screamed, twisted beyond recognition.

The goddess stood straight in the center, her transparent bubble body constantly shifting, reflecting the dim light of the underground world, looking so holy.

But all around was wailing, as if a demon had descended upon the world.

Seeing this, Mo Ling shivered again.

Although the goddess said there was no punishment, Mo Ling, who now understood everything, knew the most terrifying punishment had already arrived.

Faith was on the verge of destruction…