Chapter 141 I really don’t want to be an archaeologist! (4K)
Not long after, Zhang Ming analyzed the results: "This is a kind of spirit that is stimulated by special means, which can continuously damage the enemy's muscle cells, somewhat similar to the effect of toxins."
"If a blue crystal person fights against an enemy of equal strength, the golden light will continue to weaken the opponent in a long-term battle. Just like the inner strength and true energy in martial arts, those with high inner strength will always have the last laugh." p>
"In addition, this layer of golden light may have bonuses on strength, agility, and defense for itself."
"Including the most important point, hegemony... hegemony is a very powerful function."
Zhang Ming frowned, thinking back to the battle last night. He did hit the opponent several times.
The opponent's mass is less than 100 kilograms. In theory, it can be knocked away with a light punch.
This kind of close-range hand-to-hand combat will obviously end in defeat once you fall to the ground.
However, during the battle, the opponent received several punches and kicks in succession, but the opponent still maintained his balance and center of gravity. It was most likely due to the effect of that layer of "golden light".
"The opponent's fighting skills are indeed very good..."
Zhang Ming even had a vague suspicion that "golden light" is a special ability that can be taught and practiced, just like the Flaming Horn Breathing Technique, which is the foundation of the blue crystal civilization.
"Every civilization has its own heritage...that is, the people on earth don't have it. Damn it, they still have to plagiarize other people's heritage." After completing the research, Zhang Ming cursed in his heart, mobilized the spirit in his body, and quickly
This "golden light" washed away completely.
At this time, the three guys flying in the sky just came back, and there was a loud noise, as if there was some dispute in the air.
Zhang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to them. He returned to his studio and copied the blue crystal civilization text burned in the memory library onto paper: "Shimama, hurry up and translate it!"
Shimama, who was quarreling with the pelican, got down to business. She reluctantly rolled over and watched for a while, then rolled away again and continued to quarrel with the pelican.
The general meaning is that there is not enough information and it cannot be translated at the moment.
At least hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of words are needed to make comparative translation possible.
Zhang Ming was not discouraged and picked up the simple token again and looked at it carefully.
This token is about the size of a palm, made of bronze, and feels cold to the touch.
Its surface is engraved with leaf patterns and strange symbols, and there is a rhombus-shaped gemstone in the middle, which vaguely senses that it contains some mysterious supernatural fluctuations.
Zhang Ming stretched out his finger and pressed the gem gently.
"Ding~"
It flashed suddenly, then quickly returned to calm.
"Well... what's the use of this token?" With a trace of doubt, Zhang Ming pressed it again, and the gem flickered again, as if nothing happened.
After about half an hour, the two giant turtles pulled the awning boat and appeared near the coral reef.
Only then did he understand the purpose of this token: he could summon a awning boat anytime and anywhere to go to the hidden world.
"So that's the case, it's quite good."
But he was in no hurry at the moment, because it was getting late and there was a thick layer of fog all around, so he didn't want to move at night.
The awning boat realized that no one was on board, so it waited for about 10 minutes and then left quietly.
Zhang Ming couldn't help but admire: "It's such a magical supernatural technology. I don't know how this civilization came up with this kind of remote control. It's comparable to the unmanned driving system on the earth. Moreover, the standby time is extremely long, after so many years."
, can also be used."
This is undoubtedly another level of science, existing in a way that people on earth barely understand.
Science is not dogmatism, nor is it something rigid. The emergence of supernatural phenomena has broadened the scope of science.
It is impossible for a civilization in the Sea of Demon Gods to have only one technology tree.
However, Zhang Ming is not sure whether humans can learn the technology tree of the Azurite Civilization, because all supernatural creations of the Azurite Civilization must use the "prismatic crystal". If there is no such ore on the earth, how can we learn it?
This technology tree is of little use.
Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea: "How about my soul possesses this token and see what I can find?"
With a trace of curiosity, Zhang Ming swallowed and tried to split his little soul.
His "soul-splitting" ability can split his body once every half a month without harming his body; forcibly splitting his child body is not impossible, but it will shorten his lifespan.
The last divided soul body was used to make the invisibility cloak, exactly half a month ago.
Zhang Ming patted his forehead for a long time, and suddenly, while his face was not paying attention, he slapped his forehead heavily!
"Pa!" A small, jelly-like soul body was photographed by him.
This is a method he has recently researched to achieve splitting without the need for the soul to leave the body... Well, there is still some risk in the soul leaving the body, but using this method will cause a little pain in the forehead.
After taking a deep breath, project this bit of soul into the token.
Because this token is not a normal life, the "soul body" is dying at an extremely fast speed and can only exist for about two hours.
"It's just an ordinary bronze vessel...the inscriptions on it have no supernatural effect."
"The material in the middle is a little special. It may be a material from a certain animal that can react with spirits." Zhang Ming frowned slightly and closed his eyes, comprehending the structure inside the token.
Then he controlled this soul body and slowly approached the diamond-shaped gem in the center.
Lao Zhang’s pupils dilated, come on, I want to see what you are!
Bite the bullet and let the soul body get in!
Suddenly, a huge amount of information came from the gem!
Caught off guard, Zhang Ming felt as if his mind was being stabbed viciously by a sharp awl. He was immediately turned upside down and couldn't help but scream "ah".
Deep in his soul, a mysterious hallucination appeared!
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A scarlet full moon hangs high in the sky, and the dark red moonlight spreads across the earth, bringing shuddering madness and deathly silence.
The nameless mist filled the sky, making the moon half-hidden and half-revealed. The sky was whispering, emitting a language of terror and taboo.
This blood moon is extremely huge, covering most of the sky!
One round...
The living moon!
What kind of power level is this? Zhang Ming really can't describe it. At least it comes from the mysterious illusion of the soul child body, and he can't describe even one ten thousandth of it...
The scarlet full moon is like a huge eyeball, watching all living things in the world.
And on the horizon, stands an unimaginable tower, a tower that can fight against the devil!
Tens of millions of blue crystal people and countless weird machines are distributed on the earth. The machines roar and the earth shakes.
The sharp ringing turned into a life-threatening note, and the suppressed chest could not bear to raise its head and sigh. The dim eyes scanned the grass in the corner of the window and turned into a deep sigh.
The angle of view quickly narrowed, and Zhang Ming felt that he... had become an ordinary blue crystal person.
There is a captain-like figure nearby, who is shouting something: "Friends and comrades, only the civilization that hunts demon gods can exist forever in the sea of demon gods!"
"When the tower is completed, it will be our day to hunt the insects of time and space!"
"This day is no longer far away!"
Suddenly, Zhang Ming found himself vomiting out blood, as if all the life force in his body had been sucked away in an instant.
His appearance began to age, and the skin on his face sank rapidly, and the wrinkles were like hills and valleys on the plateau. In just a few seconds, he changed from a young man to an old man, and he was about to die.
The surrounding work groups have long been numb to this phenomenon, or are slightly desperate. Only the team leader, who was giving a speech, hurried over.
"Hey, friend! Are you okay? Can you still stand up?"
The illusion flickered, and a seriously ill patient who was about to die appeared in a revolving door while he was dying. The scene in front of him became dim in large areas, and even the surrounding sounds were intermittent.
After the revolving lantern was over, in the reflection room, I could vaguely hear the outside shouting: "What is your last wish? Your last wish!"
"You must have your last wish! Last wish! Last wish!"
A last wish seems to be an extremely important thing.
A voice in my ear whispered: "Very good, we will follow your last wish... You are a person who likes to communicate, you are a cheerful, optimistic and positive person."
The sound of prayer brought a peaceful atmosphere, and then gradually faded away.
"Now you have dedicated everything you have... You will not die, rest in peace... Let us merge into the pillar of heaven and become an eternal existence."
"We will eventually hunt down the devil!"
The illusion suddenly shattered, and as the cold death truly came, Zhang Ming felt an indescribable horror.
He is dead.
As time froze for eternity, he fell into a dark void and truly experienced the emptiness of death.
That is "nothing" in the pure sense, nothing, losing all sensory abilities, not the so-called "black".
It was absolute zero, and time and space were completely frozen, just like an ant falling into the vast universe. No matter how hard the ant struggled, it could not shake the slightest bit around it.
All love and hatred, sweetness and bitterness, are all vain in the face of eternity and nothingness.
I don’t know how long it took before Zhang Ming touched a purple current from the void.
In other words, it was this current that actively found him.
After touching this current, my whole body went numb, and I slowly came out of that state of delusion.
"I am...I am not a blue crystal person..."
"I'm not dead yet!"
Regaining consciousness.
There was a soft "pop" sound, as if something was broken.
Zhang Ming saw another bright white light. When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was the bright light in the workshop.
What is placed on the table is that ancient token.
As for the time on the clock, almost three hours have passed.
Zhang Ming suddenly jumped up from the chair, even using too much force, and his head hit the ceiling with a bang!
"I...I'm still alive! I'm not dead!"
Lao Zhang was breathing heavily, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat the size of soybeans, and he was rubbing his head with lingering fear.
This kind of spiritual backlash at the soul level is really terrifying, and I don’t want to experience it a second time!
Even "Lightning Control" can't immediately dispel this immersive cold illusion.
It's no wonder that the ability to "split the soul" is not something humans should possess. Once possessed by other animals, even one's own thinking will be contaminated and assimilated.
This time's mental backlash, especially the final death process, caused Zhang Ming to lose a full 1,800 points of mental value!
Fortunately, his current mental value is as high as over 7,000, and apart from being in a trance and feeling groggy, there are no other side effects.
"I should have a good sleep and forget about other things for now. Get some sleep first, get some sleep..." Lao Zhang walked out of the workroom in a daze and said hello to his friends, "I want to
Sleep!"
Before many of his friends could react, he immediately returned to the bedroom and fell asleep.
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During this sleep, I slept for a full 16 hours. In the dark, I didn't care about anything. I just slept hard.
Ever since Lao Zhang came to the Sea of Demon Gods, he hasn’t slept so long for a long time.
When I woke up, I still felt a little hazy.
Spirit is not like strength. Its regeneration speed is very slow. This sleep only replenishes about a hundred points of spiritual value.
Fortunately, the horrific accident that happened yesterday basically does not affect our thinking.
"Woof woof!" Brother Hao shouted several times next to him. When he saw his master waking up, he shook his butt happily.
"Oh, you've been watching from the side..."
Zhang Ming got up from the bed and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no danger on the ship.
"Xiaobai, nothing happened?"
Xiaobai lay on his balcony, holding the "soul-fixing gun" in his two paws, and said "ah wu" to indicate that nothing happened.
Even if there is a small problem, it can be solved calmly.
As for Shimama, she may have stuck to the pelican and flew to a place far, far away to catch fish.
Zhang Ming looked at the calm sea water and recalled what happened yesterday. He suddenly discovered that the strength of his friends was increasing, which was a good thing.
After Xiaobai has the soul-fixing gun, he has good attack ability; Shimama can re-read "Song of the Siren" and can also fight.
Brother Hao’s different space ability, a life-saving artifact.
There is no doubt about this dog's loyalty. Even if there is a big crisis, he can still use his ability in different dimensions to cover the unconscious Lao Zhang.
As for the Pelicans, even if they are not completely integrated into the collective, they will not suddenly attack in times of crisis.
In this case, even if you have a small accident, you will have friends who can take care of it, which is quite reassuring.
"After all, I'm not an Iron Man... Well, I have to make more offensive items for them, especially Xiaobai, who is considered the most reliable one."