Chapter 1: Inside the Cage

Cold.

Logan Clark struggled to wake up, his whole body aching, unable to stop himself from wanting to stretch, but his head bumped into a hard wall.

Thud!

What’s going on? Logan Clark touched his head. Why is there a wall on his bed?

In pain, Logan Clark opened his eyes.

The faintly glowing metallic inner walls illuminated the small space. He was leaning against the back wall, sitting with his knees bent in pajamas, unable to even stretch out his legs.

Where is this?

Logan Clark was lost in confusion. He didn’t understand why he was trapped here.

Was I kidnapped?

Reaching out, Logan Clark searched for an exit in this cramped space.

The inner walls were perfectly smooth metal, with seamless joints.

He turned around, and the scene behind him was exactly the same. All four directions were identical.

Carefully raising his head, Logan Clark knocked on the metal panel above, but there was no sound at all.

Even the floor was made of indestructible, smooth metal, crafted from some unknown material.

Oppressive and narrow, filled with a sense of suffocation.

Logan Clark estimated the size of this cubic space—it was about one cubic meter.

In other words, he was locked inside a 1m*1m*1m metal cage.

“But why am I trapped here?”

Logan Clark kept thinking about what had happened before he went to sleep, but everything had been perfectly normal.

Until he woke up in this space.

After moving around a bit, Logan Clark shifted to sit in a corner. At least now he could stretch out his body and relieve the ache in his joints.

Gurgle～

But after solving the problem of movement, Logan Clark’s stomach started to rumble, and hunger surged up.

“Is anyone there!” Logan Clark shouted, but his voice was swallowed up by the metal walls, vanishing without a trace.

Logan Clark began to panic again, desperately pounding on the walls, but all he got was pain in his hands.

Am I going to be trapped here until I die?

Logan Clark frantically searched his pajamas for tools.

But who would keep tools in their pajamas? Of course, he found nothing.

Logan Clark only found a piece of candy he had absentmindedly put in his pocket last night.

He was like an ant on a hot pan, his mind racing.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, with the strength of a frail young man, there was no way to break through the unknown metal.

Hope for someone outside to rescue him?

He didn’t even have a way to send a message. The solid walls cut off everything inside from the outside.

In the cramped space, only despair remained.

Logan Clark raised his hand, wanting to punch the wall, but lost all strength, his arm dropping limply.

Letting out his frustration only made him feel worse.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and Logan Clark collapsed to the floor.

Might as well wait for death.

He began to recall if he had offended anyone, or if his family had any enemies, but he couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Logan Clark was a gentle person, and his family was honest and upright.

Yesterday, he helped a neighbor carry something and was even given a piece of candy by the old lady next door.

Taking the candy out of his pocket, Logan Clark looked at it in front of his eyes.

Little Black Rabbit milk candy.

“At least before I die, I can taste something sweet.” He gave a bitter smile.

Good people should be rewarded, right?

With trembling hands, he held both ends of the candy, unwrapped it, and put this precious candy into his mouth.

A faint milky sweetness.

The sweetness spread through Logan Clark’s whole body. He had never felt so happy; the turmoil in his stomach was slightly soothed.

He saw his whole body, saw the space he was in, saw the hard metal walls.

Then, he passed through them.

Lush jungle, with raindrops still dripping from the emerald green leaves, and a clearing in the forest.

A one-cubic-meter metal cube stood there.

After reaching the outside, his perception became blurry. Once he got a certain distance from the cube, he couldn’t go any further.

It was the same in every direction.

His perception was trapped within a cube-shaped area, 11m*11m*11m, centered on the metal block.

He could even see clearly underground, though his perception was slightly obstructed.

“Why can I see outside?”

Logan Clark was startled, waking from the sweetness, but this strange perception didn’t disappear.

He found his mind was incredibly clear, moving like a fish inside the metal block.

Outside, it was a bit sluggish, but he could still see in all directions and hear everything.

A rainforest?

Looking at the clear raindrops falling, Logan Clark couldn’t help but swallow.

“So thirsty.”

A droplet fell from a huge leaf, about to land on Logan Clark’s head.

He reached out, trying to catch the droplet, then laughed at himself.

“How could I forget I’m trapped.”

Drip!

What was that feeling?

Icy cold.

The droplet landed precisely on Logan Clark’s hand.

Without thinking, he brought the precious water to his mouth and licked it clean.

The tiny bit of liquid moistened his cracked lips, chilling him to the core.

When Logan Clark came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he had actually caught that droplet in midair!

He hadn’t passed through the metal wall, but had grabbed it with his consciousness!

Let’s try again.