Most of the Yanjiao people rushed into the mushrooms in an abnormal state of mind and turned into balls of cold flesh and blood, nourishing these crazy-growing mushrooms.
Only a small number of Yanjiao people took a big ship, bid farewell to their homeland, and fled to the ocean.
No one knows what their final fate will be...
After all, these are stories from who knows how long ago.
Zhang Ming took a deep breath. The cold picture and the ending of death made his pores stand up.
He even found a corpse on the edge of the mural. The painter of the mural painted the final story with the belief that he would die. His bones were not destroyed by the turtles and are left to this day.
At this moment, this man was already a skeleton, very similar to a human being. Zhang Ming judged that this flaming horn man was about 1.7 meters tall. The only difference was that he had a skull like a horn on his head.
"What did these turtles bring me here for?"
"Even if that giant turtle is their ancestor, there's no point in bringing me here..."
"They can't even defeat the golden electric eels now, and there's no way they can ever return to their original glory."
The gap between humans is greater than that between humans and dogs; the gap between tortoises and tortoises... may be greater than the gap between heaven and earth.
The old white turtle arched his head forward, signaling Zhang Ming to continue moving forward and stop inking here.
Inside is a strange place like an altar, with an unusually exquisite table placed there. It seems to be a round table made of jade, gold and various precious stones, shaped like a lotus, and engraved with a large number of complex words.
Zhang Ming seriously doubts that if this thing were placed on the earth, it would fetch at least one billion dollars, and it would still be US dollars... Look at the artistic value and cultural relic value, there is only one in the world, it is absolutely authentic!
There is a black stone on the table.
Once again, something shocking happened to him. The black stone was actually talking?
Yes, it's talking?!
"Hello everyone, I am the announcer Li Xianfeng. Today I will bring you first-hand news... The rescue work of the Arctic Ocean team has entered a critical stage. Our fleet has been attacked by some marine creatures. Currently, the special forces
In good condition..."
"Located in the mysterious area, the construction of a large communication ship is progressing steadily, which will allow more ordinary people to enter the mysterious area and awaken their superpowers..."
Zhang Ming was so horrified by the black stone's words that his hair stood on end.
This...what is this!!
"Are all the broadcasts I heard fabricated by this black stone?"
Is it all doing the trick?
Is it constantly guiding me?
Or...
"...The construction of national-level shelters and the Suiren Project will effectively provide jobs for hundreds of millions of people, laying a solid foundation for us to survive the difficult time in the future..."
"Listener friends, today's news broadcast is over."
After listening to all the broadcasts, I can almost match yesterday's content, the continuous spread of war, the rescue of survivors, the collapse of the old order and the construction of a new order, the earth's civilization is in chaos.
At the end, Li Xianfeng began to broadcast the latest popular serialized online novels. Zhang Ming was actually looking forward to this session the most. He listened to it every day and never missed it!
There is no way this stone was made up out of hand.
When the broadcast ended, the room fell into silence.
"Who are you?" Zhang Ming asked.
"Who are you?" Black Stone repeated.
The old voice oscillated back and forth in the room, creating waves of echoes.
"Are you Li Xianfeng? Why are you broadcasting the news broadcast here? Or are you able to receive electromagnetic waves from the outside world?"
Black Stone repeated in an old voice: "Are you Li Xianfeng? Why are you broadcasting the news broadcast here, or can you receive electromagnetic waves from the outside world?"
Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, the doubts in his heart getting bigger and bigger.
He suddenly thought of a keyword: supernatural objects.
Even the earth has a small number of strange objects, not to mention the mysterious area.
He thought to himself: "This black stone should be a strange object. Its function is... to receive electromagnetic waves and read them back? Because it can speak, it is enshrined here by the turtles."
"Wait...is it a living thing?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming tentatively said: "If you eat grapes, you won't spit out the grape skins; if you don't eat the grapes, you will spit out the grape skins."
The black stone then said: "Eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins, don't eat grapes..."
Zhang Ming thought of a more difficult tongue twister and said hesitantly: "Si Xiaosi and Shi Xiaoshi went to the market at 14:40 on April 14. Si Xiaosi bought forty-four kilograms and four taels of tomatoes.
..."
The black stone was silent for two seconds: "????"
What's going on... is it a living thing?
Supernatural objects should not be so bad.
The suspicious Zhang Ming was still thinking about studying the repeater, when he suddenly felt that the old white turtle was nudging him with his head. He strained his eyes again and looked at the big golden eel.
Zhang Ming immediately said with a straight face: "You want me to sacrifice the golden eel to the black stone?"
"Then can I take it back?"
"If it's just a formality and you can continue to eat it, I don't care. But if I can't take it back, why should I give you the eel I hunted?"
That eel means hundreds or thousands of attribute points, and it is impossible for Lao Zhang, who is not well-off, to give it away.
When Lao Baigui saw Zhang Ming's expression, he knew that he was not very happy.
Lao Bai is also very troubled.
One person and one turtle gestured for a long time, and it was obvious that Lao Bai was smarter than Xiao Bai.
The turtle race has a clear hierarchy. The elders do things, while the younger ones can only watch, without even a chance to interrupt. The rest of the turtles all left the room. Only Lao Bai was in the room, discussing something with Zhang Ming.
Only the black stone tirelessly repeated, "Why should I give you the eel I hunted?"
Even the sea turtle’s cry of “ah ah ah ah” is also repeated.
Lao Bai was so smart that he quickly understood the concept of trading. He gestured on the eel to express that he only wanted one fish head, and he didn't need the rest.
At the same time, they will give some "useful" gifts.
For example...a sharp spear that exudes an icy coldness!
When Zhang Ming saw this "gift", he weighed it a few times and immediately couldn't look away, his heart beating wildly.
He stretched out two fingers and inspected the head of the golden electric eel suspiciously: "Is there a demon elixir, golden elixir or something valuable inside the fish head? If there is a demon elixir, we have to take it out first before we can trade with you." The old white turtle stared at him with round eyes, "Are you talking about magic? Just use a fish head to sacrifice. What is the demon pill?
Zhang Ming checked it for a long time and felt that the old turtle was not more cunning than humans, so he agreed to complete the deal.
It’s just a fish head, not much meat.
The attribute points brought by the same kind of food have marginal effects, and one missing fish head doesn’t matter.
And this spear is a truly supernatural object, a legacy from ancient civilization.
Its rhythm is different from that of normal objects, and there is a faint distortion of light and shadow in the air around it. According to the current scientific explanation, it is called "supernatural distortion phenomenon", that is, at the level of rules, physical reality is slightly distorted.