I'm trapped in a cube

Hearing Jingtian's words, Mo Ling immediately realized that the other party had misunderstood.

He didn't think that something was missing here, but he knew what was missing here.

"There is a statue missing here."

"What kind of statue?"

"A statue of a tree branch coordinate axis." Mo Ling said to Jingtian.

"Coordinate axis? What is that?"

Hearing this unfamiliar word, Jingtian was very confused and quickly called the fool over.

"Do you know what a coordinate axis is?" he asked the fool.

"I don't know."

Both of them looked confused.

After a moment of silence, Jingtian looked at Mo Ling again.

"It seems that only you have received instructions from the darkness, but it's okay, we will help you... How big a stone do you need?"

Mo Ling thought about it. The tree branch statue was not only magnificent in itself, but also had a huge base.

Looking at the empty temple, Mo Ling hesitated for a while, but still chose to tell Jingtian the information about the statue.

"About this big." Mo Ling gestured to the floor of the temple.

"The height...almost to the ceiling."

He had been in the temple many times, and every time he had to pass by the huge tree branch axis statue. He was already very familiar with it and could easily describe the specific information of the statue.

"Dummy, go and bring up the largest stone brick."

"Okay."

After the idiot responded, he walked down the temple without hesitation.

Soon, he carried a huge stone brick up the stairs.

This stone brick could just pass through the gate of the temple. He forced the stone brick in and pushed it to the center of the temple.

After standing the stone brick up, the size was exactly the same as Mo Ling described.

"Just right?"

Mo Ling was also very surprised. He walked around the stone brick for a while and found that the size was indeed very suitable.

"What does the axis statue you mentioned look like?" Jingtian continued to ask.

"There is a base, and on the base is a vertical branch..."

Mo Ling described the appearance of the tree branch axis statue. Jingtian and the idiot listened carefully and soon understood the specific method.

After Mo Ling finished speaking, the fool had already started hammering on the stone brick, and chiseled the base of the statue according to what Mo Ling said.

But he was chiseling too slowly, and at this moment, Han Qi walked to his side.

"Let me do it."

He had just been listening behind Mo Ling, and he also understood the specific image of the statue.

The fool tactfully stepped aside and let Han Qi walk to the front.

Looking at the huge stone brick, Han Qi took out a small stone from his hair and scratched it on the stone brick.

A magical scene happened. As the stone slice passed, the hard stone brick actually began to melt directly, and it was cut like butter. In this way, Han Qi easily cut out the base.

The fool looked at the side curiously and couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

"A weapon made of tearing rules." Han Qi explained lightly and continued to cut the stone brick.

Soon, the general outline of the coordinate axis appeared. It only needed to be carefully carved and the patterns and details on the branches were carved, and it would be exactly the same as the statue in Mo Ling's memory.

But at this moment, Han Qi stopped and stuffed the small stone piece back into his hair.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ling asked hurriedly.

"The tearing rule can't handle more detailed things. If you use that weapon again, it will be carved badly. You come..."

"I come?" Mo Ling was stunned. He had never carved before.

Such a detailed statue is not something that a novice can carve well.

"It's you who comes. Only you know what the specific details are. Tell the result you want to your weapon, and it will automatically carve the statue into what you want..."

Shadow weapons have this function? Mo Ling was surprised.

"But my weapon is broken."

"I can help you fix it." The idiot on the side suddenly said.

"Are you from the Midnight Tribe?" Hearing the idiot's words, Mo Ling asked in shock.

"I... can't remember, but I can fix it." The fool said hesitantly.

He walked in front of Mo Ling, who hesitated for a while and then reached out. Now the damaged shadow weapon was attached to his hair, and he couldn't take it off.

But this didn't seem to be a problem for the fool. He gently picked it up with his claws, and the stubborn shadow fell from Mo Ling's hair and landed in his palm.

"Are you really not from the Polar Night Tribe?" Mo Ling looked at the fool's smooth operation and asked in disbelief.

"Maybe, I don't know if this is what the darkness taught me, or if I already know it." Holding the shadow, the fool answered blankly.

He suddenly "learned" too many things, and even he couldn't tell where this knowledge came from.

After getting the shadow, he lifted it up with his claws and shook it.

"How did it break?" The fool asked Mo Ling.

"It broke when it hit the flame..." Mo Ling told the fool in detail the process of the weapon's damage.

"Burned?" The fool muttered quietly, then looked at Jingtian beside him.

"Crazy, can you go in and see what's wrong?"

Jingtian knocked on the head of the fool again when he heard this name.

But he did not refuse, but suddenly stood still and began to chant a strange "spell".

As he chanted silently, the hair on his body began to melt and completely merged with the surrounding darkness. Then, his skin, flesh, bones... After a while, Jingtian's figure disappeared.

A black shadow squeezed into the shadow weapon in the fool's hand, and then the weapon began to wriggle, as if something was constantly colliding inside.

Not only that, the fool also put the weapon next to his heart and listened carefully to the sound inside.

"Is it still burning inside... not burnt out yet?"

After listening for a while, he turned to look at Mo Ling and said helplessly: "It's hard to repair. The structure of the shadow has been burned, and the remaining structure is still burning. Even if it can be repaired, the flames inside will continue to burn and destroy the repaired structure again, unless... find a way to put out the fire."

"Put out the fire?"

This is an eternal fire. Even if it is extinguished, it will burn again...

"Can't be repaired?"

"Well, but..."

He changed the subject and shook the weapon: "You can peel off the remaining structure and make a new one. This will be much simpler than repairing it."

"But if you want to make a new one, you may need some special raw materials..."