Blocks Descend Upon Another World

Shock after shock.

Who knew what else this little brat in front of him knew?

At that moment, Di Tian did not even know what to say.

Believe him?

This guy before him was only a six-year-old brat who had just awakened his martial soul. How could he possibly know things that even Di Tian himself did not understand?

Could Fang Le have some special information channel that even he himself did not know about?

But he was only six!? What special information channel could he possibly have?

Predicting the future? That was simply too absurd!!

Even those lofty God Kings in the God Realm would not dare claim they could predict the future.

What right did a mere mortal brat like him have to speak such nonsense?

How could Di Tian believe what Fang Le said?

But not believe him?

The terms Fang Le had spoken alone were not things ordinary people should know.

And the little brat before him was miraculous to an unimaginable degree.

Fate bowed before him. The unparalleled miraculous trial, the strange abilities obtained from it—one after another, thing after thing, all proved how extraordinary he was.

His words seemed highly credible.

Di Tian actually seemed to believe him a little. This was simply insane.

As insane as... when he had previously decided that Fang Le was the future of the Soul Beasts.

No, he was not insane.

This damn world had gone mad!

He had merely been affected by the aftershocks of that madness.

As for whether Fang Le needed to tell him something about the future to verify it?

Heh... there was no need at all.

If he believed, then the future Fang Le spoke of would eventually unfold before his eyes even without verification. All he needed to do was prepare thoroughly while waiting.

Not believe?

The Auspicious Beast still shared life and death with him, and the fate of the Soul Beasts had already been wagered on him. There was no option not to believe.

So believe! Believe in fate's choice! Believe in the little brat before him!

After his thoughts turned over and over, Di Tian ultimately chose to trust his instincts.

Screw it. If he was going all in, then he would go all in to the end. He, Di Tian, had lived for nearly a million years. Today, he would go mad for once!

After persuading himself once more, Di Tian was like a gambler who had resigned himself to fate, staking all his assets with no way back. He could only believe that his choice would succeed.

"You... I can try to communicate with her. As for whether she will act, I cannot be certain."

The unyielding true dragon had compromised once again.

The lingering dream of the Divine Dragon Realm should have awakened as well. No matter how unwilling Di Tian was to admit it, the facts remained before him.

The glory of the dragon race had already faded. There were only a handful of pure-blooded true dragons left, while the Silver Dragon King's recovery remained nowhere in sight.

Even without Fang Le telling him, Di Tian could guess the future of the Soul Beasts himself.

The once-vast Soul Beast Forest would continue shrinking, dwindling, and eventually vanish.

The Soul Beasts, once such a massive race, would ultimately withdraw from the stage of history.

The Soul Beasts could not wait any longer.

As for starting a beast tide and perishing together with humanity, that was even more ridiculous.

The God Realm hung high above their heads. If he dared do such a thing, those gods would dare dredge up old accounts and casually wipe out him, a remnant of the dragon race, while they were at it.

And without Di Tian suppressing the human soul masters, those bloodthirsty bastards would pounce in an instant and devour the Soul Beasts clean.

So he could only gamble, betting that the slim chance of survival for the Soul Beasts indicated by fate could truly lead them out of their current predicament.

"OK! Uncle Long, that's all I needed to hear. I think that with the chips I have in hand, I can still ask that person to act once.

"I'm not asking her to completely heal Aunt Jiang. As long as she can preserve her soul, that will count as success.

"Hmm... since we've stopped anyway, this place is just right. I can take the chance to try Plan Two and Plan Three."

Seeing Di Tian agree, the weight in Fang Le's heart finally lifted.

With a backup plan, even if his other methods failed, there would be another layer of insurance.

He could finally let go and try.

Could Minecraft's abilities retain their original effects after coming to this world? Had they undergone any changes he did not know about?

"You all wait here for a moment. I'm going to buy some... no, collect some materials and come right back.

"Oh, and no matter what happens later, don't panic. It's a normal part of the treatment process."

He looked around and surveyed the surrounding environment.

There were trees and stones, so the treatment could officially begin.

He jumped down from the ox cart, leaving behind only a busy silhouette.

Except, was that silhouette not a little too square?

"Being all mysterious again. Can't you explain everything at once? You only give us the beginning and leave everyone hanging!

"Huh?! Was Fang Le always this square?"

Watching Fang Le rush off to gather materials, Rui'er could not help but complain. Yet when she looked at his retreating figure, the more she looked, the more something felt wrong.

Why had a green health bar appeared above his head?

"Mom, it looks like we and everything around us have turned square. Is this what Brother Le meant by the treatment process?"

Jiang Nannan and her mother had noticed something was wrong as well.

The two were using their cuboid arms to feel each other over.

They were warm, they could feel their fingers, and they could grip things normally, but they had become perfectly square.

At the same time, when Jiang Nannan saw that her mother's health bar was completely different from hers, even though she had become a Block Person.

Her worry did not disappear because of that. Instead, her heart hurt even more. Her mother had been so close to leaving her all along.

Jiang Nannan's Mother (Soul Elder)

Level: 31

Health: 100/3100

Negative Status: Origin Wound I

After seeing his squared-off arms and the angular environment around him, Di Tian stared fixedly at Fang Le in the distance, who was making a Newton's Happy Tree.

Was this also that child's ability? Fate! Was this truly your favor this time?

While Di Tian, the three people, and the beast were still examining the environment within a hundred-meter radius, which had suddenly become like another world, Fang Le returned with the materials he had gathered.

At the same time, a Crafting Table block that Di Tian and the others had seen before appeared in Fang Le's hand.

As for the previous one? Of course, he had casually tossed it aside where it had been before.

"You caused this environment? And what are you making now?"

Di Tian suppressed his shock at the changes around them and pointed at the Crafting Table in Fang Le's hand as he asked curiously.

"Le, look! My tongue has turned into three segments!!"

The Auspicious Beast did not care about the changes around her at all. Little Le would not hurt her anyway, so she adapted without hesitation and showed Fang Le her three-part tongue.

She could lick things with it, she could taste with it, and hmm... it was fun.

"Hey, don't lick things randomly. It's all sticky, and you still have a sense of touch in this state, okay!

"Allow me to introduce the complete form of the MC Domain.

"Blockification, gamification—this is the amusement park under my control. Mc Douluo Soul Master Survival has officially descended."

Pushing away Rui'er, who was licking things everywhere, Fang Le spread his arms and announced Minecraft's official descent upon another world.