"Bird Mama, you are so unloyal!" Zhang Ming yelled on the boat as he watched the pelicans flee hastily.
"Gah!" the pelican shouted from a distance, indicating that it had done its utmost to warn of danger!
Moreover, we don’t call the bird Mama!
Immediately afterwards, the little white turtle hugged his ancestor's turtle shell and issued a warning "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".
It seems to have divined something not so wonderful, which probably means: (There is something that can threaten us, and it is getting closer.)
"I just encountered a monster. I'm going to kill one today for a taste!" Lao Zhang was in high spirits, carrying his own ice spear, climbed up the mast, and looked far into the distance.
If you don’t kill monsters, where will the attribute points come from?!
Especially, today I have become an uncle, so I must kill a monster to celebrate my bohemian life!
The orange-red sun slowly dropped below the sea level, and the calm sea remained calm. As the sun disappeared, the air gradually became colder, and he saw a pitch-black spot appearing on the horizon.<
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The beating speed of Zhang Ming's heart continued to accelerate, and a subtle sixth sense arose in his heart. That black spot... seemed... difficult to deal with?
He touched the "Source of the World" hanging on his chest, ready to activate the "Shelter" ability at any time.
"I'm going to kill one today for a taste!" Shimama, who had been stuck to the mast for who knows how many days, seemed to be teasing Emperor Zhang. He would activate the "Source of the World" if something serious happened. Are you so afraid?
It is impossible to cross the sea of demons.
"When I see a monster, I will throw you over to attract firepower!" Zhang Ming scolded with a smile, "You can't die anyway."
"When you see a monster, throw me over first!" Shimama tampered with the lines in a very obscene manner, and rolled onto Zhang Ming's shoulders.
Come on, take a step back and I'll lose. Let's see how brave I am.
Zhang Ming couldn't help but be amused by it: "Okay, you are very brave."
"I've been upgraded to an uncle now. He's so awesome that I don't want to die. Being an uncle is very difficult."
Shimama wanted to hear the gossip feverishly, and it was as hot as lava: "Uncle?!"
"Yeah, now there is a little one who calls me uncle, how about it?"
"Uncle!!" Shimama repeated anxiously, almost getting anxious.
Lao Zhang performed the Yangko dance happily, letting the Shimama on his butt tremble, and squinted his eyes using his "extraordinary vision".
"Xiaobai, you hide better... That pelican actually dares to escape. I have to peel off a layer of its skin next time I come back!"
Xiaobai quickly hid in the turtle shell of his ancestors.
The black spot on the horizon slowly approaches in the afterglow of the setting sun.
He seemed, probably... saw a steel ship!
It is ten times, even more than a hundred times bigger than his small wooden boat!
"MSC" is written in three English words on the hull?!
Zhang Ming blinked and confirmed that he had read it correctly. It was indeed the English letters "MSC". He was slightly surprised and racked his brains to think about it.
How could a ship from Earth appear here?
"Shimama, please help me be on guard... I have something to do and need to distract myself for a few minutes."
Shimama didn't read it again, and it seemed that she agreed.
This bitch is usually very unreliable, but at critical moments, she is still quite reliable.
In addition, the distance between the two parties was relatively safe, so Zhang Ming set aside part of his mind to check the known information in the memory library.
Really...
Found it!
There is an English abbreviation for "Mediterranean Shipping Company", which is MSC, which is quite famous in the industry. Because the company Zhang Ming worked for in the past was related to foreign trade, he knew the English abbreviation of this company.
When the supernatural disaster just broke out on the earth, 16 mirages were born.
One of them is a large cargo ship of "Mediterranean Shipping Company".
Thinking of this, he became startled and suspicious.
"According to the broadcast sent by Li Xianfeng one day, the mirage disappeared overnight for unknown reasons. It was suspected that the crew member died, making Gaia's consciousness no longer able to track it."
"I cannot rule out that different civilizations also have similar English language systems."
"But there is a higher probability that this ship is the one belonging to China Shipping Company. Why did it come here and be met by me..."
"Could it be...that the earth is very close to here?!"
Zhang Ming's heart beat wildly!
The drifting bottle means that the earth is far away from you, don’t think about it, just drift slowly.
The appearance of this big ship means that the earth is very close and we will be able to go home soon!
These two speculations were very different, and they determined his future. Zhang Ming's temples buzzed, and he didn't know which theory to believe.
He really wants to... return to Earth as soon as possible and be his uncle!
But soon, the remaining reason told him that it was not appropriate to be impulsive at this moment, and it was unwise to approach rashly in the middle of the night.
Zhang Ming covered his hot forehead, suppressed his curiosity like a flood, and chose to wait until dawn.
"Calm down, calm down, this is the Demonic Sea, not the earth."
"Ordinary people can't survive eight years on a ship. Even if they survive, they can only survive these few hours."
……
So, while waiting anxiously, time passed by, but the big pelican never flew back. This guy may have some kind of instinct to turn danger into good fortune, and he really felt the potential crisis.
Zhang Ming has been recharging his energy and at the same time activated his "hidden self" ability.
"Xiao Bai, if my ice spear falls into the sea during the battle, I have to ask you to use your telekinesis to fish it back. There are no other requirements, just protect yourself."
"Ah woo!" Xiaobai howled lowly, seeming to agree.
The high full moon hangs in the west of the sky. There is no wind in the huge ocean, as if it is completely dead. Two ships, one large and one small, face each other far away, separated by tens of kilometers.
A thin layer of white mist rises from the ocean.
Zhang Ming lit an oil lamp. The flame was very dim, but it was also the only light source in the room.
He still closed his eyes and meditated, using his powerful sixth sense to pay attention to the movement of the ship.
"It seems to be drifting with the current without any power. It's worse than my sailboat."
Shimama suddenly felt a little gloating and said a spiritual saying: "k&(%#^$" (Are you panicking without any compatriots?)
"When it comes to panic, of course there is a bit of it, but now that I have come to this ghost place, I am naturally prepared to die suddenly. If a strong enemy attacks, I am even a little excited!" Zhang Ming smiled, "
But you, Comrade Shimama, if I die and the story of the beautiful math teacher is not over yet, what will you do if you can’t hear the final ending? Don’t you want to hear your uncle’s story anymore?”
Shimama rolled up and screamed loudly: "The story of the beautiful math teacher is not over yet? Uncle...uncle!"