This dark blue "soul crystal" is several times heavier than gold!
But it is actually the same thing as the crystal powder obtained previously. It is just a difference in energy density.
Zhang Ming naturally did not dare to eat it randomly. If his soul suddenly left his body and was exposed to sunlight, his life span would be directly shortened, but he would not be able to eat it and walk away.
He just took a small bottle and carefully collected the crystal powder completely, leaving nothing behind.
Turning around again, where is that human body?
But a strange creature with the head of a donkey!
The donkey's long tongue drooped out, and it had human-like limbs. It was not wearing clothes or pants at all. However, all its limbs were chopped off, its eyes were blind, and there were wounds on its chest that were penetrated by electricity. These are all
The traces left by the battle just now.
Shimama was stuck behind the donkey’s butt, not knowing what she was doing.
Lao Zhang couldn't help but cursed loudly: "Hey, idiot! What's wrong with you? Are you also in an illusion? You are so useless."
"I knew I shouldn't have high expectations for you!"
After being roared by Zhang Ming, Shi Mama woke up from her dream and rolled out from behind the donkey's butt.
It seemed to feel very embarrassed. After buzzing and trembling for a while, it jumped up like a rubber ball and trampled the donkey's head viciously!
He even reread the Angry Pelican and let out a roar!
"Why, that's my trophy. The donkey head meat is also delicious, don't damage it." Zhang Ming said angrily, "Excuse me, I'll bleed it."
"Huh?"
Due to different viewing angles, this magical donkey skin actually emits colorful magical light.
"Will it change color? Do you have some kind of supernatural phenomenon?"
Zhang Ming used a spear to cut open the monster's artery, and red blood spurted out like a fountain.
Most of the monster meat needs to be bled before it tastes good, otherwise the strong fishy smell is really unacceptable. This is also a lesson Zhang Ming has learned from practicing cooking for many years. While the corpse is still hot, finish it as soon as possible
Let’s talk about blood.
Of course, these monster blood cannot be wasted, as they may be used for other purposes.
Zhang Ming took out two mineral water bottles from behind, poured out the water inside, and took about a liter of blood.
While doing these chores, Shimama has been very quiet and seems to be very dissatisfied with her performance just now.
Zhang Ming sighed in his heart, after all, Shimama was not a real Xuanwu, but she could still fall into the trap.
"This is normal."
"Even Xuanwu in the past was not invincible in the Sea of Demon Gods, let alone what Xuanwu left behind after his death."
The scene just now may not be an illusion in the complete sense.
It may also include things like hypnosis, psychological suggestion, real light and shadow, etc., to achieve half truth and half falsehood.
Because there were large areas of traces of electric burns on the surface of his own skin, his muscles ached so much that even his eyes stung and burst into tears.
These physical level injuries cannot be achieved by pure illusion.
After draining the monster's blood, Zhang Ming leaned against the wall, took a short rest, and smiled at Shimama: "It is said that there was such a physiological experiment in the past, where the prisoner's eyes were covered and cold water was dripped on the surface of his skin.
Then tell the prisoner that it is hot water. At this time, there will be inexplicable signs of burns on the surface of the skin."
"If you use a knife to cut the prisoner's skin, and then play the sound of dripping water, telling the prisoner that he has been bleeding. Even if the wound has long solidified, under constant psychological suggestion, some prisoners will actually become anemic, and even become desperate.
Die..."
"This principle is not an illusion, but a psychological suggestion..."
"Human self-awareness is really a magical thing."
Shimama said: "What a magical thing."
Fortunately, the battle scars left on the surface of the skin were not obvious, and after about half an hour, most of them had recovered.
Zhang Ming picked up the spear again, fiddled with the donkey-headed man's body a few times, and confirmed several times that the blood had been drained, and then he felt relieved.
"Shimama, let's go. Let's go into the cabin and take a look... But I guess there's no big danger. Please help me be on guard."
Zhang Ming will not say anything to comfort him. Trust is the greatest comfort.
Shimama rolled up again and stuck to Zhang Ming's butt.
It is really on full alert this time!
Zhang Ming dragged the donkey-headed monster's body into the darkness, along the corridor and into each room.
Checking the rooms on the deck one by one, there are obvious signs of use in the bedrooms, and there are even some food residues on the tableware.
"Fish scales and some bones."
After being possessed by the monster, humans actually imitated human daily activities and moved around on this ship!
This made Zhang Ming feel quite uncomfortable. All kinds of quilts and tableware were all dirty. The monsters obviously didn't look very particular and didn't clean them after use.
In the original cold storage, there were also some nearly rotten food, including birds, fish, and some unknown sea beasts. The stinking rotten smell could be smelled from a long distance away.
Zhang Ming searched these smelly places and felt that his mental value was constantly declining, and he could only activate the "Rotten Lover" that was basically unused.
Suddenly, the stench turned into a fragrance.
The lumps of stinky meat are like beef in hamburgers, exuding an alluring aroma.
"This skill is really abnormal." Lao Zhang rolled his eyes.
This smelly meat should be kept here by monsters.
It's just that the freighter has long been out of power, and the large cold storage has no preservation ability at all, but they still keep all the food here according to their past habits.
"It's just superficial, without imitating the essence... Fortunately, it's just imitation."
Wait!
Zhang Ming stopped and took a deep breath. How do monsters imitate humans? Once these humans are possessed, they will definitely die.
"Could it be able to read part of the memory?"
Imitation is the most basic form of learning. Human babies also start from imitation when learning language.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming felt a little restless.
It’s scary to think about a species that can read memories and learn from humans.
"Where is this place, the bathroom..." Zhang Ming pinched his nose and took a few glances.
The feces in this small room is piled up like a mountain, and these monsters do not flush it with water after pooping, let alone clean it manually.
They only know this is a bathroom. Over the years, dozens of tons of feces may have accumulated?
I didn't find anything unusual, so I bit the bullet and left.
But his expression became serious.
Things are getting weirder and weirder. This scene is very similar to the "living dead" described by Wang Fumin.
"The possessed monster actually has some living habits of humans..."
"It may be because there are not many people possessed, so the knowledge it has learned is quite limited and is limited to imitation."
"If we can restart monitoring, we may be able to learn more about the truth."
Zhang Ming groped for a long time and found several large spare diesel generators under an open platform similar to a gas station.
Next to the generator, there are several sealed diesel barrels.
"It is said that gasoline and diesel will also deteriorate. I hope it can still be used." Zhang Ming rubbed his hands. He was a little inexplicably nervous using the relics of human civilization and modern power technology. He was used to the life of a savage and was far from the civilized world.
, it’s really too far away.
Even this large cargo ship has already broken away from civilized society...
Pour the diesel into it, press the button a few times, and find that there is no response. It should be because the battery of the generator is exhausted.
Finally, I found a "Z" shaped iron rod in the tool box next to it, inserted it into the hair hole, and manually turned it a few times, just like turning an old tractor, to guide the power generation.
Suddenly, a "rumbling" sound sounded.
The light bulbs in many rooms turned on, and there was really electricity!
He couldn't help but speed up the search.
In such a big ship, except for himself and the flies in the cesspit, there seemed to be... no other living things.
Wait until he reaches the cargo hold in the belly of the ship...
Suddenly, I took a few deep breaths, and my heart beat with surprise!
He saw neat rows of electric cars, all of them - feel the powerful power of electric cars and choose Niusela!
After careful counting, there are a total of five thousand "Nithra" cars!
In addition, there are mountains of charging piles, all packaged in cardboard.
A lot of car parts, including batteries, baffles and the like.
There are also car maintenance items such as wheel lube, engine oil, and paint.
Monsters don't have much interest in these things. They have just piled them up for so many years without taking them apart to study them carefully.
"One car is converted into 200,000 yuan, and five thousand cars are worth... 1 billion? Are 10 small goals completed like this?"
"Unfortunately, it's of no use to me at all." Zhang Ming was excited and emotional at the same time as he touched a white car. The smooth and cold metal feel made him unable to put it down.
He was originally just a migrant worker, but he still found time to get his driver's license.
If we follow the original historical trajectory and work for a few years, electric vehicles will still be affordable.
But now...
"Ordinary people cannot afford it. Lithium ore is already a scarce resource and is used to make hydrogen bombs. The price of electric vehicles has also risen to the point where ordinary people cannot afford it."
"Let's go, let's go."
After groping for a while, Zhang Ming finally found the control room, which contained quite a few computer screens and several computer hosts.
Zhang Ming raised his throat and tried to open one of the computers. Long-lasting memories flashed through his mind like gray photos.
Once upon a time, he spent 24 hours a day, except for 8 hours sleeping, and the other 16 hours were spent in the company of electronic products.
But now...
I pressed it a few times but it didn't open. It must be broken.
If the electronic product is broken, Zhang Ming really can’t repair it.
He could only open the case and remove the hard drive first.
He turned on another one, and was delighted when the screen lit up!
