I'm trapped in a cube

The sounds in the sea became more and more complex.

The sounds of colorful musical instruments are constantly intertwined, forming a harmonious symphony.

That beautiful sound made Li Luo couldn't help but look at the porthole, curiously looking at the crystal notes colliding with each other.

At this time, the broadcast sounded again:

"It is prohibited to play such music on board ships: heavy metal, whistling, repetitive children's songs..."

Hearing this serious reminder, Li Luo pursed his lips and did not dare to make a sound.

And somewhere she couldn't see, some unique "performances" were happening.

Mo Ling's vision was fixed on the sky.

There were a few passing seabirds, seemingly attracted by the symphony in the sea.

They hovered in the air, seemingly wondering where the strange sound came from.

The glittering crystals in the sea attracted their attention, and some bold seabirds rushed to the sea surface and grabbed the crystals.

But their claws could only scoop up a puddle of sticky water, leaving a flickering trail in the air.

They had no choice but to howl at each other and prepare to fly further away.

However, their melodious calls broke the harmony of the symphony.

An unexpected bird song was inserted into the originally harmonious movement.

The air suddenly became oppressive, the waves began to surge inexplicably, and the crystals in the sea were spinning faster.

At the same time, the symphony suddenly changed a movement, the tempo accelerated, seemed to change with the sharp bird song, and finally turned into a brisk minuet.

All the musical instruments in the waves are constantly moving towards the bird's song, wrapping up the originally extremely abrupt bird song.

As the rhythm changes, the original "noise" actually becomes harmonious.

The sea is infinitely tolerant, and even the sharp birdsong has become a member of the symphony and is tolerant.

The symphony is even better.

The chirping of birds became the icing on the cake, adding a touch of life to the music.

It didn't take long for the sea to tolerate the abruptness.

But Mo Ling's eyes widened at this moment.

Because the seabirds in the sky are constantly becoming transparent.

They still flapped their wings and flew into the distance in groups, but the color of their whole bodies was constantly fading, and their bodies turned into a transparent color like gelatin.

At the same time, a clot of flesh and blood was emerging from the transparent body, and these clots were slowly fading.

Finally, when their bodies became completely transparent, the originally flesh-colored clots turned into pieces of transparent crystals, and then suddenly exploded into countless shining crystals.

At the moment of the explosion, the seabird's body became a puddle of soft liquid and fell from the sky into the sea.

The water flowed into the sea without a trace.

But the scary thing is that the birdsong seems to be still coming.

The sound was high and low, sometimes like it was in the air, sometimes like the collision of crystals in the sea.

The beautiful symphony is still playing.

Li Luo, who was sitting in the room, just heard the clear and crisp chirping of birds, which was very harmonious, and had no idea what was going on.

Mo Ling felt terrified.

"Have you blended in?"

Not only the sound, but also the flesh and blood were integrated into this sea.

Whether it is a symphony or the sea, they are extremely "tolerant" and all things can be a part of it.

Mo Ling's scalp felt numb, and he finally understood why the radio kept emphasizing that it was forbidden to play certain types of music on the ship.

This sea will wrap all the "performances" in it, and at the same time, the "performers" will become part of it.

Mo Ling was stunned and no longer knew where the seabird had gone.

There was no trace of them in the sky, leaving only the echoing birdsong, which echoed in the cabin from time to time.

“They become part of the symphony forever.”

It has also become part of the sea.

The sea is still incredibly beautiful, shining, rolling, and playing a sweet symphony.

The sparkling diamonds are spread out, so pure that there is no trace of stain.

If he hadn't just seen a group of living beings disappear without a trace, Mo Ling would really feel that this sea was extremely pure.

"Beautiful and terrifying."

Every few minutes, the radio repeated the same reminder.

The mechanical and old-fashioned voice kept repeating the exact same words:

"It is prohibited to play such music on board ships: heavy metal, whistling, repetitive children's songs..."

At this moment, listening to this old-fashioned voice, Mo Ling felt extremely at ease.

This is the experience gained by the robots on the Tissot from time to time.

Listening to this repeated reminder, Mo Ling couldn't help but think: "How did they try it out?"

Unlike simple "AI training", these tests have a cost. Someone must have played heavy metal, whistling and other songs on the ship. If an accident occurs, the robot will rewrite the precautions.

Thinking of the consequences of those seabirds, Mo Ling felt chilled again.

A picture appeared before his eyes:

A person was playing in the cabin, turning into a pool of liquid and merging with the symphony in the sea...

"So, the sounds in the sea also have a source. Maybe they were also some kind of creatures?"

Are those beautiful musical instruments the creatures that once played in this sea?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling felt that the beautiful symphony became creepy.

At this time, no matter how beautiful the sound was, it could no longer arouse Mo Ling's imagination.

He just felt that the voice was so cold and scary.

The sea water filled the air and enveloped everything soundlessly. The performer became a puddle of liquid and sank into it in despair, but his voice was forever trapped in this sea area and became an earth-bound spirit that could not escape.

Mo Ling was sighing as the performance entered its finale.

The symphony took a sudden turn, and the accumulated emotions were released instantly. The wave began to become chaotic, as if it was going to destroy everything that had been played before.

The rhythm like a torrential rain caused each independent voice to break through the shackles and scatter in all directions, but they seemed to be pulled by an invisible rein and trapped in the center.

If Mo Ling hadn't seen the seabird disappear, he would have felt that the emotions in this finale were released very well.

But at this time, Mo Ling felt as if all the sounds had come alive. They had obviously become part of the sea, but they wanted to struggle to leave and gain freedom.

They constantly want to tear open the layers of water film and escape from this infinite tolerance, but the shackles on their bodies can never be taken off.

These helpless earthbound spirits can only keep struggling, wailing, and asking for help...

But all their efforts can only become part of the symphony.

The waves are still rolling.

The music still plays.

The Tissot slowly pushed away the waves and sailed towards the distance...

The radio still had that mechanical and old-fashioned voice.

Li Luo wiped his mouth and put the tableware back into the transmission channel.

She sat back on the bed idly and whispered:

"The music just now was pretty good..."