I'm trapped in a cube

"What a magical creature, so interesting..."

He now probably understands why the old predecessor is reluctant to leave here.

Human curiosity cannot be erased.

Seeing interesting creatures and discovering new knowledge will bring an extremely wonderful joy.

"Every once in a while, new books will appear, and the books will also record knowledge that has never been seen before, wonderful creatures, and a bizarre world. Even if I just read one book, I want to continue reading and don't want to leave, let alone the old predecessor who has been here for so long."

There is no need to crawl in the dangerous abyss. As long as you stay, you can appreciate the magic of the abyss. Anyone wants to live here forever.

"However, the superior's task cannot be disobeyed, and personal curiosity must give way to the development of the entire fortress. What should be abandoned must be abandoned decisively. This knowledge may appear somewhere in the fortress in the future, and the transformation cannot be delayed. This is related to the fate of the entire human race."

It is still easy to distinguish which is more important.

He hadn't finished reading the book "From the Shadow" yet, so he looked at the time...

"It's still early, keep reading."

...

He was completely immersed in it.

Unconsciously, he leaned against the wall in the room, sat down, and was lost in thought while holding the book.

He seemed to see himself turning into a pool of shadow, falling behind a person, and as time went by, he broke away from the shadow and turned into a ball of black smoke, slowly imitating that person, learning his movements and outlines, and gradually becoming exactly the same.

During this period, others came to investigate his cause and study his change process.

All this seemed to be seen in the book, but it also seemed to be a real memory.

Those vague things seemed to be things he had experienced before, and they seemed to be just words in the book, far away, but close at hand.

"Is it really okay to let him follow the pioneer group? He is an alien."

"It doesn't matter. He thinks he is a human, so he is a human."

"Do you want him to take the relics left by the patrol?"

"You can take them. They are not valuable things... Don't be too nervous. Just treat him as a human with a special identity. Just like those humanoid relics, there are so many strange things in this abyss. If we have to be so careful with each one, we will be too busy. Let's hide the information of the relic to avoid more trouble."

"Okay, I understand..."

It seems that someone is talking around him, talking about his identity.

There are a lot of discussions in the fortress. Some people don't like him, so they keep ostracizing him.

The words on the book "From Shadow" seem to be telling some familiar stories, but when you look closely, the words on it have vaguely turned back to the introduction of the creatures from the shadow.

"If you imitate for too long, the shadow will forget that it is a shadow."

He always feels that the creatures described in "From Shadow" are familiar, but he doesn't know where he has seen them or heard similar stories.

"Why did the old senior give me this book?"

He was puzzled. The things in the book always reminded him of those "non-existent" memories, and reminded him of some strange pictures. The words in the book kept changing and blurring, making him unable to finish reading.

The page he had just read, when he turned back, the content had been turned upside down.

He had just read it not long ago, but he had forgotten the content.

Those real and illusory memories kept repeating, and he no longer knew whether he was in the book or in room 0122. Sometimes room 0122 overlapped with room 0123. He seemed to see the old senior, who had become a "master of the martial arts world", wearing a neat training suit, guiding him to practice sword.

The book in the old senior's hand turned into an illusory sword and slapped his head.

"Get up and practice sword!"

"What sword?"

"Sword from the shadow!"

He responded and wanted to stand up from the wall, but found that he had forgotten the action of "standing up" and his body was completely stiff.

Seeing that he was still on the ground, the old senior cursed him with a look of disappointment: "How can you not even stand up? You are so stupid!"

He had no choice but to look at other places in the training ground. There was a doctor in a white coat who was getting up from the ground. Looking at the doctor's movements, he actually learned it directly and stood up steadily from the ground.

"Now I will teach you the Shadow Sword. You must watch carefully!"

The old senior randomly performed some strange swordsmanship in front of him. His body turned into countless human figures. Each human figure was using a method of attack. Countless sword qi chopped on the ground, leaving dense sword marks.

"Have you learned it? The Shadow Sword is not a specific sword, but many kinds of swordsmanship. Every time you learn a swordsmanship, you will have one more Shadow. The more swordsmanship you have, the more Shadows you will have."

"I have learned it." He nodded and memorized the swordsmanship in his heart.

But he still couldn't forget the doctor standing beside him.

The doctor also noticed his gaze, walked towards him, and put a board of pills in his hand.

"Take it. Now that you have learned the Shadow Sword, be a good person."

After saying that, the doctor turned into a pile of broken charcoal.

A sudden sadness rose in his heart, but he gradually forgot about it. In a blink of an eye, he could not remember the doctor's appearance. He clearly remembered that he was kind and had a nice smile.

The back view was extremely solid, as if I had seen it many times.

"Old senior, who was the doctor just now?"

"Where's the doctor from?"

…

A bloody storm began in the world, and he wielded the shadow sword to constantly clean up those "evil people."

These villains were all the hard-nosed households in Residential Area Zero.

He seemed to have gone back to the time when he persuaded them to move out, waving the Shadow Sword and driving these evil people out of the Zero Residential Area one by one.

However, just when he was about to eliminate the last evil person, he discovered that this last evil person was actually the old "Martial Arts Leader" who taught him how to use the Shadow Sword.

This old man is the main culprit causing trouble in the world.

"So it's you! Then why did you teach me how to use the Shadow Sword?"

"I never taught you, you learned it yourself."

"What?"

"I just gave you a copy of "Cong Ying". What you saw and what you learned from it are all your own 'perceptions'. In order not to admit your identity, you imagined so many things and learned over and over again. All I learn is myself..."

The old senior directly used the Shadow Sword, and his body changed and turned into his appearance. Countless figures burst out from his body, some turned into the strange doctor, some turned into his superiors, Some have become key households in Residential Area Zero...

These familiar figures surrounded him, but he was completely confused.

"Who are you?" he asked the figures.

"I should ask who you are?" the figures said in unison.

He was stunned and looked at his body:

Black, like a shadow.

"The Shadow Sword is perfected!" Those figures suddenly shouted: "You actually mastered it by transforming yourself into a shadow!"

He was still wondering when his body suddenly erupted into countless black shadows, instantly killing the incoming figures.

Before he could react, he suddenly woke up again and hit his head on the wall.

There is no bloody world, only the empty room 0122...

He was stunned, scratched his head, closed the copy of "Cong Ying" in his hand, and stood up using the posture he learned from the doctor.

The room was a little dark. Because of the renovation, the power here had been cut off in advance, and only some necessary lighting lines were left.

He staggered out of the room, and the corridor was even darker.

The luggage was still placed firmly on the ground, and the surroundings were quiet. Once the crowd was gone, the original residential area looked a bit eerie.

"It's time to go."

He opened his luggage and wanted to check it one last time, but at the first glance, he was stunned...

His suitcase contained a dense collection of books, and on the top of the pile was a familiar book—

"The Legend of the Magic Mountain."