I'm trapped in a cube

Mo Ling truly stood in the painting buried in the sand.

His dizziness caused by the orange light finally subsided, and a sense of relief appeared in his heart, followed by a sense of peace of mind...

"It's so peaceful here."

Although everything he saw was so terrible, with twisted flesh and blood everywhere, and hair hanging from the sky, he did not feel any danger.

It seemed that when he saw all this, he was completely "accepted".

Those tentacles had no hostility towards him, and the hair just gently stroked him. The waterfall fell from all around, and the flesh and blood surrounded him who fell into it, as if he was placed in a gentle cradle.

"The believers of the Sea God did not lie..."

It seemed that there was no place more tolerant than here.

Obviously, Mo Ling knew that he was in a dangerous vortex, and it was even possible that he was in the body of the Sea God, but he did not have any sense of crisis. The god in the abyss selflessly accepted him in his body and shared everything with him without reservation.

"Everything is in the embrace of the Sea God..."

The benevolent god was "breathing" up and down, no longer fierce.

Mo Ling's perception seemed to be integrated into a bowl of warm soup, the sweetness of oranges permeated his soul, and he also followed the smell to the distance.

He seemed to see the whirlpool on the sea swallowing everything, but embracing everything, the waterfall washed the objects that fell into it, turning them into pure "innocent bodies".

"Innocent body? What does that mean?"

As Mo Ling's mind began to question, the swaddling clothes around him suddenly began to wriggle.

Then, the Sea God actually "told" him the answer directly:

"The body that can be absorbed by the spectrum is the innocent body."

This answer suddenly appeared in Mo Ling's mind, just like a sudden thought.

At this moment, Mo Ling seemed to have become a part of the Sea God, connected physically and mentally, and the questions in his heart were naturally answered, and everything came naturally.

Mo Ling didn't even think there was any problem with this, and those answers naturally appeared in his mind.

The Sea God accepted him completely, and even opened his heart to him completely...

"Why is this happening? Where exactly is this place?"

This is the stomach.

"Stomach?"

Yes, besides the stomach, where else can it accept everything selflessly?

"I came to the stomach of the Sea God? Is this vortex the stomach of the Sea God?"

No, this sea is all stomach...

The moment this answer appeared, Mo Ling suddenly felt a sense of "sudden enlightenment" in his heart, and his perception was amplified, completely connected with the senses of the Sea God.

"This sea is all stomach?"

Mo Ling finally saw the full picture of the painting under the sand...

...

The endless orange sea is the flesh wall of the stomach, which contains everything.

The orange light on the sea is the gastric juice in the stomach.

The clouds and the swinging tornado are just the folds and bulges in the stomach, which bring everything in the stomach together, turn it over, decompose it, and digest it...

And the so-called Sea God is just the nerves in the stomach, the intramural nerve plexus hidden under the stomach wall.

The whirlpool in the sea is the channel for the stomach to throw the digested things to the next area.

"The stomach accepts everything selflessly. It is kind, selfless, good, and tolerant... Even if you have rejected the gift of the stomach, the stomach will not punish you. It will only treat you equally, treat you as an innocent body, and cleanse you without reservation..."

"Everything is in the embrace of the stomach..."

No matter how hard you try to break free, everything that falls into the stomach cannot escape the digestion of the stomach. It will eventually become nutrients of the spectrum and sink deeper.

Gastric juice will turn everything into an innocent body that can be absorbed unconsciously. This is the instinct of the stomach.

There has never been a sea god, and the stomach has never been divided into good and evil. It just performs its responsibility as a digestive organ and eliminates everything in it as much as possible.

However, the stomach can also have problems, any organ can get sick, and recently there has been problems in the stomach.

A vesicle appeared on the stomach wall. The stomach could not digest the vesicle. The vesicle was infected. Some bacteria that were not afraid of gastric juice continued to multiply on the vesicle.

Those bacteria even produced a protein that could resist gastric juice.

The stomach would let its immune cells attack the vesicle every once in a while, but they all failed...

Fortunately, the existence of the vesicle did not interfere with the normal function of the stomach, and those proteins would not spread, so everything was fine for the time being.

The "life" of the stomach was very dull. It only needed to digest, digest, and digest...

There were often things that fell into the gastric juice. After the stomach digested them, it sent them to the next section of the spectrum.

The stomach would not care where the next section was. That was not its responsibility. It would not care where those things came from. That was not its responsibility either. It just had to selflessly accept everything and digest everything.

This was - a kind stomach.

...

The painting under the sand was nothing special.

Mo Ling just followed the nerve plexus in the wall and felt everything in the stomach.

It was ordinary. This was an organ that most creatures had.

The "stomach" was formed in the very beginning of the evolution of multicellular life.

Life at that time was a long digestive tract. In order to digest those stubborn things, a sac was formed at a certain section of the digestive tract. The sac was filled with digestive fluid. Throwing those stubborn things in it for a while, you can get the nutrients you want.

Later, various organs and structures grew around the digestive tract.

Fat is a "buffer layer" to protect the digestive tract. The appearance of bones and muscles is to splice a strong "shell" outside the digestive tract. The appearance of the brain is also to better control the digestive tract, which requires a "central control system".

Life is just a Gundam with structures constantly added on the stomach.

The stomach knows nothing and is just wrapped up like this...

It wraps food, and life wraps it.

As the innermost layer of the nesting doll, the stomach is so simple that there is no secret. Mo Ling easily sees everything in the stomach and understands everything.

That "sense of peace of mind" is not deceptive. The stomach has no "hostility" to Mo Ling who came here.

Whether it is "Sea God" or "Orange Light", it just exists simply.

After understanding all this, Mo Ling felt extremely clear, and it felt great to have no secrets.

But he was still full of questions.

The stomach could not answer his questions...

"What is the spectrum?"

"Where is the next section of the spectrum?"

"Are they also some kind of organs? If the orange light represents the stomach, then what does the red light represent?"