Chapter 640 The Other Side of Light

The mirror was fixed in Mo Ling's mind. No matter what he thought of, the mirror always existed.

Moreover, the mirror could clearly reflect the imagined picture. In the state of lack of perception, the mirror made all the fleeting thoughts extremely bright.

"Mirror?" Mo Ling was still a little unresponsive.

He didn't expect that his teleportation could still work in this situation.

He approached blankly and stood in front of the mirror.

The light of thought reflected in his mind, shining on Mo Ling's self, and then reflected in the mirror.

On the back of the light, his appearance was clearly displayed in the mirror.

It was a metal block, extremely smooth.

The dusty thought broke through again, and Mo Ling's turbid thinking was directly pierced by the picture in the mirror. The reflected metal light continued to refract in the space of thought, and finally filled the entire space.

"So, this is what I look like."

The shackles of self were also cut open by the sharp metal light, and all confusion disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, Mo Ling finally understood the riddle of the bubble eyeball.

"The back of the light is me in the mirror?"

When the light shines on the mirror, isn't the direction reflected the back?

Mo Ling was speechless at this time.

"Why doesn't it tell me directly and let me look at myself in the mirror?"

He suddenly thought that those eyeballs seemed to have been floating in the air since they were created by the vines, and they may not have seen any mirrors, so they used "the back of the light" to indicate the existence of the mirror.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling felt much better.

Now, he still needs to take a closer look at the function of this mirror.

Turning the mirror in a direction, Mo Ling glanced at the surroundings of the cube. In the shadow of the metal light, there seemed to be something.

However, when Mo Ling saw the scene around the cube, he was completely confused.

"Why is it here?"

The colorful books were neatly placed on the bookshelf, which extended high into the invisible sky, and the cube was surrounded by these bookshelves.

And Mo Ling was very familiar with this place.

"This is... the library of the Eternal Thirst."

Yes, this place is the library that Mo Ling had visited before.

"Is it the Eternal Thirst that is causing trouble again? Aren't they dead?"

Mo Ling quickly checked through the mirror and found that the bookshelves here were covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.

Mo Ling changed the direction of the mirror and looked at the reading table in the center of the library.

"If the Eternal Thirst is still there, he should be reading there..."

However, the chairs next to the reading table are still empty.

"The Eternal Thirst is not here."

Although there is no trace of the Eternal Thirst here, Mo Ling still found some strange places.

"This table is wiped so clean..."

It seems that someone cleans it frequently. Not only that, the chairs are also neatly placed next to the reading table, and there is no dust on them either.

Only one of the chairs was pulled out, as if someone had sat on it. Strangely, there are some black marks on the chair, not sure if it is a stain or something else.

There were several open books on the table, corresponding to the only seat with a chair pulled out. It seemed that someone had just read a book here and had just left for the time being.

Mo Ling curiously approached and looked at the side of the books.

When he saw the title of the book for the first time, Mo Ling was stunned.

"Adventurous Finger Bug."

"The Glory of Ear Flies."

"Smell Solidification."

...

"Why do they feel so familiar?"

Mo Ling glanced at the contents on the pages and found that these were all popular science books introducing organisms, and each book was related to the organisms he had personally experienced.

Finger bugs, ear flies, bee bees...

"Who took these books out of the bookshelf, and why did they happen to be the ones I had experienced?"

The more Mo Ling thought about it, the weirder it felt.

He looked at the contents of the book, feeling familiar and awkward at the same time.

Not only that, there was also the same black dirt on the pages as on the chairs, as if someone had accidentally stained these books while reading.

Just as he was wondering, the bookshelf in the mirror suddenly shook. Mo Ling quickly pointed the mirror at the bookshelf to see what happened, but saw a vague black shadow on the bookshelf.

The black shadow was actually in the shape of a human!

The black shadow twisted and drilled out of the bookshelf, and Mo Ling found that it was holding a book in its hand.

It slowly walked from the bookshelf to the open chair and sat down steadily.

"Where the Eyes Cannot Reach."

The black shadow spread out the book and began to read the contents.

Mo Ling also looked at the book quickly.

As expected, this book is about the knowledge of the Bubble Eyeball race, and the dense text introduces everything about this race.

With strong vision, it can almost sense all frequencies of light, see molecules in the air, and see the traces left by the light.

Even, it can see the past and see the essence of things from the changes in light.

However, such a strong vision is matched with a body that breaks at the touch.

Their bubble-like bodies can even be blown apart by the wind...

"Observe everything, but cannot interfere. Even if a thin leaf blocks their sight, they cannot push it away."

Because of their fragile bodies, they cannot reach places that cannot be seen, and can only live in mystery all day long.

So, this race is full of riddles.

"The more you see, the more you can realize your own weakness, the limitations of your vision, and the more...desperate you become."

This book's evaluation of the bubble eye race is very pertinent:

Strong perception, fragile body, not worth mentioning.

In the vast sea of ​​books, the knowledge about the bubble eye race may only be this one.

In the bizarre abyss, this creature is just an inconspicuous one among thousands of creatures.

"Not worth mentioning."

With just a few strokes, the positioning of this race was determined.

The finger bug, ear fly, and bee bee...are all the same, but they are all insignificant ants. Mo Ling has experienced their weakness and understands the despair of not being able to break through the limitations no matter how hard he tries.

After reading the book about the bubble eyeball, the strange black shadow sat on the chair and pondered for a long time.

Finally, it spread out the book and placed it on the table like other books, then slowly stood up and planned to walk towards the bookshelf again.

However, as soon as it stood up, it was suddenly hit by a flash of metallic light.

The black shadow was instantly alert, turned its dark head, and looked in the direction of the Mo Ling mirror.

"Oh no, I've been discovered."