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"?"
"Where is this?"
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"Is anyone there?!"
He shouted, but his voice did not travel far before it turned into a parabola and fell away...
Mo Ling did not know where it had fallen.
At that moment, he could not even tell up from down, and there were strange things around him.
Mo Ling was puzzled. Why were there two little dots in front of him?
So he rotated.
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The little dots vanished.
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"This place is so strange..." he could not help remarking.
However, the little dots appeared again!
Mo Ling turned again.
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The little dots disappeared again!
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"Do the little dots appear whenever I speak?"
"!"
"It seems it's not just when I speak. As long as I think about something, the little dots appear!"
Mo Ling seemed to understand, but not completely...
The Cha Li Clan's tree roots continuously sent him messages, steadying his mind. Yet his thoughts kept spreading outward, leaving him in a state of "half-dreaming, half-awake."
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"Weren't my legs tangled in tree roots? Why do I seem to have turned back into a Cube now? Am I human or a Cube?"
Mo Ling was lost. He tilted his head.
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Because of a discrepancy in his perception, he could no longer tell what he really was.
A human?
A Cube?
Humans seemed capable of being Cubes too.
Humans were symmetrical, and Cubes were symmetrical too.
Humans had length, width, and height. Cubes had length, width, and height too.
Human perception had boundaries, and Cubes had boundaries too.
Humans could roll on the ground, and Cubes could roll on the ground too.
Humans could stack up, and Cubes could stack up too.
Therefore, humans were Cubes!
Mo Ling reached a compromise with his muddled perception and tilted his head