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Chapter 129 Consciousness Link

 Zhang Ming stood on tiptoes and kept groping in the rusty cabin.

The power system of this freighter is too large and complicated. The oil tank is filled with heavy oil, a viscous fuel that is as black as asphalt.

In the engine room next door, there is also a huge boiler. At first glance, it may be twenty or thirty meters high, and it burns several tons of fuel a day.

Various dense instrument data are displayed on the instrument screen, which is dazzling.

"That is... after burning boilers to obtain steam, the steam must not only provide navigation power, but also generate electricity. This level of complexity is not comparable to that of a boiler in a factory, which can be compared to shoveling some coal in and boiling water."
"Someone must be dedicated to controlling various parameters."

Next to the engine room, there are special tanks and deep tanks to adjust the draft, trim and center of gravity of the freighter. Manpower must also be assigned to these positions.

Under this situation, Zhang Ming believed that it was impossible for one person to handle so many complex projects due to his work ability, so he had no choice but to strategically abandon this big ship.

"The division of labor is too complicated, which is really not a good thing..."

"Let's drive my little sailboat." Zhang Ming sighed.

However, you can take some of the resources on the freighter and use them to transform your own sailboat.

Zhang Ming quickly came up with some interesting ideas.

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets and found a lot of paper and pens in various rooms. This was a tool that was in urgent need right now. There would be no need to pluck bird feathers for a long time in the future.

I also found some unworn sailor uniforms, and when I put them on, I really looked like a sailor (not women's clothing).

"Did your previous owner live in this room?"

"Okay, you are a noble dog? Can you speak English?"

"Woof woof!"

Under Corgi's guidance, Zhang Ming explored a fairly luxurious room with exquisite carpets.

From the decoration style to the living area, it is of a higher grade than other crew rooms.

The original owner of the dog may have been a captain, first mate, or the like, someone with a higher rank, so he was qualified to keep a dog on the ship.

"Hey, this Lenovo laptop... still works? I took it away."

Lao Zhang has found dozens of computers, but there are not too many electronic products that can be used. God knows how long he will stay in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods.

"Oh, this is your old canteen? You can sneak in and eat something while the monster is not paying attention, right? You're quite clever, show me how you steal something to eat?"

With a "swish" sound, the long dog disappeared together with the Shimama on its butt.

Zhang Ming searched for a while but couldn't find where it was.

A minute later, the dog reappeared and quietly walked towards the direction where the monster stored food, shaking his head to show that he often did this.

Then it disappears and appears again!

Disappeared and appeared again!

Just like this, I slowly approached the canteen and quietly took a few bites of the monster corpse. Even if it was rancid, I ate it and then went to sleep.

"Ouch, ow, ow!"

Eight years! Do you know how I spent these eight years!

Thinking of the sadness, the dog howled sadly and shed bitter tears.

However, Zhang Ming was moved in his heart: "Isn't this similar to the protective ability of the source of the world..."

Zhang Ming grabbed Corgi's butt and let it continue to use its "different space" ability, urging: "Hurry up, take me in!"

With a "swish", Zhang Ming was also pulled into a different space.

This feeling is like entering a "soap bubble" that will burst as soon as you poke it!

The light and shadow outside are distorted, the surrounding walls are crooked, and the color is a bit dim; even the sound of the wind outside is hazy and cannot be heard clearly.

However, the space of this "soap bubble" was very small, with a diameter of less than 1 meter. Zhang Ming could only hunched over and squatted on the ground.

"It's still a little different from the Source of the World. This thing is obviously not stable."

"Can you make the space bigger?"

"Ooooo~oooo~" This dog is still immersed in the sad past.

"Don't feel so wronged..."

Zhang Ming curiously released a purple current and poked the "soap bubble".

There was a "pop", a bright light flashed, the "soap bubble" burst, and all three of them bounced back to the real world.

The dog screamed in grievance and rolled around on the ground. It seemed that the action of popping the soap bubble had caused some mental damage to it.

"It seems that there is no way to launch a surprise attack from inside." Lao Zhang asked again: "How long can you maintain this ability?"

It is a pity that even if a dog mutates, it cannot evolve to be as intelligent as humans. It cannot understand what its owner is saying.

"It's a very useful life-saving ability. I wonder if I can learn it... It's your duty, Brother Hao, to bleed some blood every day and give me, Lao Zhang, a taste!"

"By the way, I can eat your tail! The last tail on your butt must be delicious!"

Listening to Lao Zhang's crazy words, Corgi shuddered, his little eyes were inexplicably frightened, and he pretended to wag his tail a few times, pretending not to be aggrieved at all.

Zhang Ming laughed. Learning the abilities from monsters is not inevitable. Even if you are lucky enough to learn abilities from monsters, due to the different structures of the body and soul, the effects are usually more than one level worse than the monsters.

A dog can maintain a space of 1 meter in diameter, but in his hand, it may only be 0.1 meters.

Like the "psychic power" and "petrification" of turtles, Zhang Ming couldn't learn it after eating countless turtle eggs.

I even added some old white turtle blood to taste...

In the end, I still didn’t learn it.

Zhang Ming estimated in his heart that he might need a turtle shell to learn the abilities of "psychic power" and "petrification".

Of course, there are some exceptions. Zhang Ming's "Lightning Control" ability is now better than the original golden electric eel.

Therefore, the matter of "letting go of the dog's blood" is just a backup plan, and it doesn't matter even if it fails.

"For such a big ship, there are still a lot of good things." Zhang Ming took the dog and continued walking for a while, collecting a lot of electronic products, mobile phones, laptops, desktop computers, etc.

We even found radio devices and satellite phones on freighters, which can send and receive electromagnetic waves.

Although we can't contact the earth now, it would be a good thing if we suddenly get in touch at some point.

"We have to find a way to remove it!"

I moved a few more beds, one of which was taken back as a doghouse, and the other two beds were put together to make a two-meter wide bed.

The feeling of sleeping peacefully... is so wonderful!

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ming saw a large battery in a special room, and his eyes flashed.

Batteries are essential if you want to have a stable power supply!

It is impossible to always use diesel generators to generate electricity. There are a total of 6 diesel generators on this cargo ship, each with a power of 1000KW!

The power of electrical appliances such as computers is only a few hundred watts. It is too wasteful to use generators to generate electricity, and the amount of diesel is limited and will not be used for long.

But with batteries, it's completely different.

First use a generator to charge the battery, and then let the battery slowly discharge, so that it can be used stably for a long time.

"Even if there is no more diesel in the future, I can still generate electricity using human flesh!"

This kind of pleasure of suddenly leaping from the primitive era to the electrical age makes Zhang Ming's mental state extremely high!

Even walking is as erratic as dancing!

Zhang Ming thought of the wonderful idea and took out a piece of chewing gum that was eight years expired from his pocket. He couldn't stop chewing it and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahahahaha!"

Although Shimama didn't know why, she still repeated: "Hahahahaha!"

The dog who was following him was frightened half to death by the sudden wild laughter.

It suddenly felt that there seemed to be no difference between these two guys and monsters... they were both crazy!

Zhang Ming took a deep breath and stepped forward to inspect it. For an ocean-going cargo ship of tens of thousands of tons, the battery specifications were naturally extraordinary.

It has a series of English letters written on it, which I can’t quite understand, but it can be used anyway.

This battery pack is assembled in a black box, and the total weight is about two to three tons.

"Such a big battery...can really still be used!"

"Soon, I will be able to live a leisurely life playing with my mobile phone and kicking the Demon Sea with my feet!"

Not only that, Zhang Ming found that his mental value was soaring!

It doesn’t rise 1 point 1 point like in the past, but it rises sharply 10 points 10 points, and it reaches the full value in a short time!

Even the debuff of "Homeless Man" lost its effect after a while.

[Spirit: 4650/4650] (I don’t know what great event happened, and you suddenly went crazy. You have to pay attention to whether you have taken drugs. The sudden happiness may be dangerous!)

"Are you crazy?"

Shimama said hurriedly: "I'm really not crazy!"

Soon, a complete set of power transformation plans appeared in Zhang Ming's mind.

Lights, computers, communication devices, batteries, diesel generators, wires, transformers... He needs to disassemble these things from the cargo ship and transfer them to his sailboat.

Just do it!

As a super expert in hand-rubbing sailboats, Zhang Ming’s handicraft ability can be described as a skilled craftsman.

He first emptied the bottom counterweight cabin to free up a lot of space.

In order to ensure the balance of the center of gravity of the sailboat, some relatively large ores are placed in the cabin on the bottom floor. Otherwise, the waterline is not enough, and the boat can easily be overturned by strong winds.

Zhang Ming transferred all the weighted ores into the big shells. Now, the shells were really full, and there was almost no room for feet.

Then two or three tons of super batteries are slowly moved to the bottom of the cabin to balance the center of gravity of the ship...

The whole process was really miserable. Although he was extremely powerful, his weight was too small and it was difficult to control his center of gravity. If the battery hit him, he had to be alert. In the end, he had to use various tools on the boat to solve the problem safely.

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Then connect the wires, install transformers, lights, diesel generators, radio communication devices...

The whole process took about half a month.

When the first electric light came on, Zhang Ming was so moved that his eyes filled with tears.

The light that created the world... brought light and warmth!

He actually wanted to dismantle several engines and convert them into propellers, which would make the ship run faster.

But after thinking about it carefully, I decided to forget it.

Because his diesel is limited.

To install the propeller, he would have to make major modifications to the sailboat, which might take several months.

Since the main structure of the ship has been determined, random changes will weaken the stability.

What's more, the engine of an electric vehicle cannot be immersed in water. It may be corroded by sea salt and break down quickly. Therefore, there is no need to spend too much effort to tinker with thankless things.

"This is life, this is civilization!"

Lao Zhang turned on the computer and played a single-player game with great interest. Even if it was a mediocre minesweeper, he had a great time playing it.

"All the work is done. If there is nothing special, we will leave tomorrow."

"Ah woo!" Xiaobai was also watching in front of the computer, shouting and yelling. When Lao Zhang hit him at one o'clock, he roared from the side.

With its IQ, it quickly figured out how to play "Mine Sweeper" and it also knew Arabic numerals.

It thinks playing games is much more interesting than doing questions!

Immediately afterwards, Lao Zhang opened another stand-alone game "Warcraft", and Xiao Bai couldn't take his eyes away, looking at the screen on the computer, and kept roaring.

(Then...what are the two?)

(Soldier...ah! Tauren?)

(Ah, the tauren are invincible...)

Soon, Xiaobai turned into a game-addicted turtle, and his mind was filled with thoughts about the tauren chief.

At 6:30 in the evening, Li Xianfeng's voice sounded on time: "Good evening, listeners, I will be broadcasting an important news today."

"After half a month of investigation, we believe that the disaster of the living dead may be beyond the ability of humans to solve it."

"Because Gaia's consciousness sensed the disaster in advance, this island was not merged into Pangea."

"We believe that the plague of the living dead has not yet spread to the mainland of Pangea."

"In order to prevent the spread of the disaster, the multinational coalition launched 22 neutron bombs and 12 hydrogen bombs, turning the land into scorched earth."

"Theoretically, no large-scale life can exist on that scorched earth."

"Ah... a nuclear bomb?" Zhang Ming, who was typing on the keyboard, stopped and listened to the radio.

On the contrary, Xiaobai is crawling around on his head anxiously. Why don't you stop playing?

"Be quiet, something's going on."

In Zhang Ming's understanding, the use of nuclear weapons is a very serious matter... It is on the same level as the destruction of the world. Key terms such as nuclear winter and nuclear binding emerged from his heart.

But soon, he laughed self-deprecatingly. Times have changed a long time ago, and the nuclear bomb's cage was opened a few years ago.

Nuclear bomb, so what?

Just use it.

As for whether there are normal people on that island, and whether anyone has been accidentally killed... This is like the famous train track problem: killing one person can save 100 million people, or not?


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