The waves in the distance echo in my ears, and the small wooden boat floats on the vast ocean in the breeze.
In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.
The passion and excitement in life are always only a minority, and most of the time are filled with trivial matters, such as daily necessities and daily necessities...
When the sails are set, the ambition gradually disappears, and what comes is dull and boring day by day.
Fortunately, Zhang Ming has a lot of knowledge that he can slowly figure out, such as the forging method of rare objects, ability cultivation, and physical training.
Or the never-ending advanced mathematics!
Coupled with the fact that there are two friends who may live for a long, long time until the end of the world, the current loneliness is acceptable.
For example, Zhang Ming stared at Shimama with great disgust and cursed loudly: "Why do you stick to the mast all day long! You look like a weirdo, do you know?"
This guy has been stuck to the mast for half a month!
Not moving!
It really looks like a ghost. Whenever a fish passes by the sailboat, it screams "Ah", scaring the fish into fainting on the sea.
Shimama reread happily: "It's very similar to Weird!"
Zhang Ming still can't understand this madman's thinking.
In other words, it is inherently weird.
For another example, he can play chess and Go with Xiaobai.
In the field of chess, Xiaobai is quite good and has a complete set of his own chess experience.
Zhang Ming racked his brains, but he just played 50-50 with Xiaobai. This kind of feeling of meeting an opponent is quite good.
Or, you can lazily fish for a day on the boat, bask in the sun, and enjoy the long-lost leisurely feeling of not having to use your brain.
The sailing speed of a sailboat is not very fast. If the wind is favorable, the sailing distance in one hour is about 15 kilometers. If the wind is against the wind, the sailing distance is much slower, about five or six kilometers per hour. On average, it is 80-100 kilometers per day.
The Xuanwu world is not big. It took almost 12 days to get from the island in the center to the border of the world.
The color of the ocean is getting darker and darker, from the original light blue to a deep blue, and the amplitude of the waves is getting smaller and smaller.
The further away from the core of Xuanwu Continent, the rarer the number of aquatic animals. All life instinctively fears the "Sea of Demon Gods" and heads towards the island.
"The ocean depth is more than one thousand meters, and the sun cannot reach the bottom of the sea. Without light, seagrass and the like cannot survive, the oxygen content is also low, and there are no coral reefs or other places to hide, so there are naturally fewer fish schools."
"Since there are fewer fish schools, a series of changes in the food chain have occurred..."
"But there are too few aquatic creatures in this place. If you sail for a while, you can see the famous Demonic Sea."
"The real journey has just begun!"
Zhang Ming was teaching natural science to Xiaobai. He changed the topic and said, "Okay, let's stop chatting here. You should finish today's homework first."
"This is the promise I made to Lao Turtle. You must do your homework every day and don't be lazy."
When Xiaobai follows him, he will naturally "travel hundreds of millions of miles and read thousands of books" and strive to become the most promising turtle!
There were a lot of digital building blocks placed on the ground. Zhang Ming arranged the blocks, and Xiaobai began to do math problems glumly.
Its nature is playful, gluttonous, and sleepy. Especially in recent years, when it has gained strength, it becomes even more playful when it thinks it is awesome.
Those black pearl-like eyes looked at Zhang Ming flatteringly, and said "Ah woo", as if begging him, Old Zhang, if he could do a few less things today... Anyway, they all left their hometown, so they couldn't rest for a while. "Ah woo!" Shimama, who was clinging to the mast and eavesdropping, immediately read back happily as if she had seen dog poop.
"You see, your ancestor told you not to be lazy. If you dare to be lazy, it will talk to you." Zhang Ming said angrily.
Xiaobai made a painful and horrifying expression.
When I think of the scene of the black stone sticking to the back of the turtle and reading it loudly and enthusiastically, unable to shake it off, my whole face becomes even whiter!
So, it reluctantly started to calculate the mathematical problems on the ground...
While Xiaobai was doing his homework, Zhang Ming climbed up the mast and looked far into the distance.
In the vast and vast ocean, there is a solitary wooden boat floating, just like being in a blue desert with no biological life.
Waves, birds, journeys, monsters, demons, humans...all history is human history, and all history needs to be created by humans.
A feeling of heroism suddenly arose in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Hey, Sea of Demon Gods! We are here!"
Directly ahead of you, hundreds of kilometers away, is the real dividing line between the "Xuanwu World" and the "Sea of Demon Gods"!
The lead-gray clouds are like a large curtain with only two colors: black and white, blocking the sky. Heavy rain pours down, and huge waves seem to swallow everything in the ocean.
The violent power of nature is fully revealed at this moment.
On the other side, in the world where Zhang Ming lives, the weather is sunny, and the sunlight reflected by the golden clouds is like pieces of gold foil sprinkled on the ripples of the water.
This strange situation means that there is a heavy rainstorm in the mysterious area.
But here in the Xuanwu world, things are going smoothly.
Between the two worlds, there is a faint ripple of space.
"The world hides itself" is not an empty phrase, even the climate on both sides is completely different.
As long as he penetrates this layer of ripples, he will no longer be protected by the Xuanwu world and become a true "lost man".
"There's no rush anyway. Let's wait until the heavy rain over there disappears, and then take advantage of the protection of the Xuanwu World." Zhang Ming exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest, suppressing his eagerness to try.
He jumped down from the mast, lowered the canvas, and slowed down the ship.
Shimama, on the other hand, stayed at the top of the mast without saying a word.
When this guy saw the overwhelming dark clouds in the mysterious area, he didn't even think about it. Maybe he recalled some past experiences.
"What is a homeless person? There should be records among the Yanjiao people... What kind of disasters have they encountered? Let's reread it." Zhang Ming dug up the soil, green vegetables, onions, cabbage, etc. in the wood shavings pot.
All kinds of plants are growing vigorously, and there will be new ones ready to eat in a few days.
Shimama did not hesitate and uttered a strange and mysterious syllable.
The spiritual words poured into my mind and turned into a vague picture.
Several Yanjiao people dressed in rich clothes were talking quietly on the beach.
"Becoming a homeless person, leaving the land under your feet, losing the protection of the world... The most terrifying thing is to go crazy!"
"You can't control this kind of mania. No matter how strong you are, you can't resist the constant erosion of time and loneliness."
"You can't help but jump into the sea and drown in this deep and dark ocean."
"Being a homeless person, doesn't it mean that you will definitely die?" Another person asked in surprise, "Then... what should I do?"
