Chapter 307 Since you are going to die, why not get a big one
As for the price, Zhang Ming is not aware of the so-called "price".
The chatting process with Hulu was actually very pleasant and comfortable.
It is very smart. It can quickly understand things it doesn’t understand at first, and it becomes more and more humane.
It also knows more and more of Zhang Ming’s memories.
Perhaps the only "price" is...trust!
When we get along for a long time, it is difficult not to trust a mysterious being who can always maintain a good attitude, always remain gentle, never get angry, and has some ability.
But trust - the price is too high!
The old sheep head warned in the most serious tone: "Think about it, how did it appear? Think about it, what is its ultimate purpose? It is just waiting for you to die!"
"Think about it, why do you have so many symptoms of being a homeless person? Your so-called years and decades of companionship are just a blink of an eye in the eyes of the devil."
"Your trust is just someone else's toy!"
"It just wants to put a long line and catch the biggest fish!"
"Okay... I know this too." Zhang Ming actually wanted to say something sexy to comfort the grumpy old sheep head.
But with his current poor imagination, he really doesn’t know what to say...
What can he do?
Let a person who is about to freeze to death abandon his cotton-padded jacket?
Let a man who is lame with half a leg abandon his only crutch?
Let a person who is about to die of thirst refuse the clear spring in front of him?
Unless he wants to die now, otherwise... he really can't do it!
The old sheep head naturally knew that he was talking nonsense, so he could only lament and fell into silence.
So, after the conversation ended, Zhang Ming stared blankly at the huge corpse of the Time and Space Insect - he finally understood why the old sheep head was so shocked at that time.
Now even he himself is beginning to doubt, how did he kill a demon in the first place?
A demon god [Long-cherished Wish] who had not yet traveled through time made him feel such terrifying pressure that he did not even have the ability to resist and could only be beaten passively.
Sometimes life is like weeds, Zhang Ming is just a slightly stronger weed.
Except that the last trump card "Memory Library" has not been played, there is really no other way.
Then when he left the moon, felt dizzy and had various symptoms, the little gourd floated over again and said gently: "Is there anything you would like me to help you with?"
【Excuse me, how do you feel?】
Without its existence, Zhang Ming would be dead!
This feeling is so fragmented that Zhang Ming really can’t tell the difference between truth and lies...
Human tenacity is worthless in the face of unstoppable natural disasters.
A dilemma lies before us.
Trust or distrust?
Reject or accept?
Who doesn’t want to seek asylum?
When encountering a flood, who wouldn’t want to find a floating object?
But unfortunately, the only existence that can help him may be his enemy! He is an enemy!
What if it wants more?
What if it wants it all...?!
The great horror here is simply terrifying to think about.
A normal person's brain circuit would definitely fall into a state of madness where the mind is torn from side to side.
But after all, Lao Zhang is an extraordinary person who is determined to lie down and has very low moral standards.
Anyway, the anchor of the real world - "Brother Hao" was also beginning to linger. He couldn't live for a few days, so he simply chose not to think about this problem. While his mind was still clear, he picked an auspicious day and chose himself and Hao.
Brother’s death date.
Then on that day, he mustered up his energy and cooked a dinner for the family - he hadn't cooked properly for a long, long time.
"Everyone, I have something to announce. Brother Monkey, I am haunted by evil spirits and I won't live long. Brother Monkey, I don't want to think about who is right or wrong, and whether I should be trusted."
"I really have no choice but to rely on the little gourd to survive."
The gourd was silent and dazed.
“I really can’t control what happens next!”
"The last regret is that I haven't found a wife, so I will die. It's a pity, but it's nothing."
"Gah!" Shimama shouted in horror, "Don't you already have two wives?!"
Even Xiaobai was so surprised that he almost fell off the balcony and looked at the "Monkey Brother" who had been crazy for a long time with a surprised look on his face.
Zhang Ming rubbed his red eyes. In his field of vision, the clouds were like evil ghosts with green faces and fangs; the sea water was like fried hell, with countless dead bodies floating in it.
He said seriously: "Brother Monkey may really not be able to pass this level. It's normal. Throughout the ages, there have been countless passers-by, and there will always be a day of death in life."
"Now let's make arrangements for the funeral."
"Listen up, all the property will be given to you. Anyway, you will not be troubled by the homeless. Go wherever you want and take my second wife with you. Mr. Turtle, it can guide you back to Turtle."
Island, go back and cultivate your people."
Shimama was stunned for a moment, the World Tree actually belongs to me? So good.
"Master Yang doesn't want to break up, he wants to fight the monster to the death. I'll take the eldest wife with me too, and then we'll fight that monster till dawn."
Zhang Ming sighed deeply. He still had one last trump card, the "Memory Library".
Even if you open the memory library and restore your memory, you can only survive for a while and live a few more years, which is of little significance.
So, he secretly hid a small soul clone in the library.
This soul clone is combined with a spiritual seed, and has only one crazy obsession... "Unlock the seal of the attribute panel, and let the only rules of the insect of time and space flow into the body!"
As long as he opens the memory library at the moment of death, the soul clone can instantly lift the leaf seal!
The only rule for the time and space insect is that he will be resurrected from his body!
Of course, Zhang Ming cannot predict what will happen after this.
[Insect of Time and Space] will be indirectly resurrected and fight with the power of [Long-cherished Wish], or the entire world community will be destroyed by [Insect of Time and Space].
Anyway, let’s make the world fall apart.
Never mind!
Who made him morally corrupt and shameless!
Lao Zhang just wants to get a big one now. He has more than a hundred debuffs on his body, and his brain has long been burned into a ball of paste.
I really can't control the rest.
"[Long-cherished wish], you are such a stinking idiot... Damn it, you forced me to do it!" Zhang Ming cursed through gritted teeth.
Hulu has been listening to their conversation and knows that he is not trusted.
Even after so many years, I still wasn't trusted, so I could only sigh quietly and hide in a corner.
It has been nine years, almost ten years, and the talkative Hulu has turned into a dull Hulu. He is usually taciturn and doesn't like to talk anymore.
Zhang Ming was busy alone in the kitchen, lighting up the fire and boiling water. It had been a long time since he had cooked a fine meal. Now that he had planned his death date, it seemed as if a big stone had fallen to the ground, but he had a little expectation.
In fact, his cooking skills are quite good. He is too lazy to accumulate attribute points even if he is dead. His favorite food is a deep-sea beast that tastes like beef.
Putting aside the messy thoughts, he threw the pieces of meat into a bowl, then took out the seasoning box, shook a spoonful and a half of yellowed coarse salt into it, and also took it carefully from a special small bottle.
I bought some black peppercorns, mixed them with the animal meat and salt, and marinated it for a while.
Put the stew pot on the stove, and while it was heating up, he dug out carrots, onions and potatoes. After making preparations, he took out a small jar from the cupboard. After opening it, there was not much animal oil left in it.
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Close the lid, lower the heat, and Lao Zhang exhales with satisfaction.
As time passes, the aroma in the kitchen becomes more and more intense, with the temptation of meat, the mellowness of potatoes, and the "refreshingness" of onions.
Taking advantage of the cooking time, Zhang Ming came to the captain's room and stopped the steamer's engine.
Old comrade Shimama started shouting crazily: "Brother Monkey, can your wife use it...can it really be used directly?"
The "wife" is naturally the world tree.
"You are a dying person, I...I..."
Lord Shimama is stuck like never before. Should she refuse or not? After all, this guy really has a lifeless look on his face and looks like he is about to die suddenly.
Xiaobai couldn't bear to look at it. He was convinced that his great ancestor was a male old turtle... Is this really good?
Zhang Ming squinted his eyes, grabbed the stone and threw it out: "Go away, you are causing trouble here, you don't understand the depression in Brother Monkey's heart!"
The sound of Lord Shimama's howling ghosts and wolves could be heard in the air.
"I now make a wish that an omnipotent God will come and save me from this hellish world."
[I currently do not have the ability to help you realize this wish.] Xiao Gourd said somewhat dullly, [I'm sorry.]
Lao Zhang actually just said it casually.
The gourd is pretty good. Apart from the stain on my identity, there is nothing to criticize... Even the most mystical person I am, I think this little gourd is pretty good. Of course, the stain on my identity is the biggest stain.
Zhang Ming sighed slightly and didn't say much. What prompted him to make this decision was that his dog was really old. It hadn't eaten or opened its eyes for many days. He could only call it loudly.
Will open a crack and take a look at the owner.
In other words, his anchor in reality is about to disappear.
After finishing the last meal, a spare boat was prepared. Zhang Ming jumped on board, taking with him his Ax of the Abyss and the aging Brother Hao.
He plans to spend his last days living with the gourd monster and Brother Hao.
As soon as you die, you will release the insects of time and space.
Ignore the rest!
"Standing on the top of the mountain to talk to the sun, moon and stars, diving to the bottom of the sea to talk to the rivers, lakes and seas, you realize that you are insignificant. The world can be said to be so natural and respectable. Xiaobai, this is the last lesson I can teach you. In the past, I have treated the devil
There is a lack of reverence, so the consequences are like this."
"We say goodbye here. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We will see you again later."
Zhang Ming smiled smartly and waved to Xiaobai and Shimama.
