Chapter 64 I really don’t want to live forever on a desert island
In the hallucination, the old man Yanjiao drew a series of complex patterns on the blackboard and muttered: "With further training, this spirit will run through the whole body along the meridian system, and you will feel a stream of hot air extending down to...
…Go backward and upward to the Weiyan, Jiaji, Yuzhen, Baihui and other points of the Du meridian, and then go downwards along the Ren meridian to the Tanzhong point..."
This mysterious illusion is like a daydream. It can be broken at once. It has no harmful nature. It is a special means of communication.
Zhang Ming opened his eyes and looked at Shimama with some surprise.
The black stone lies quietly on the ground.
Is this guy so awesome?!
He thought about it and tried to perform the so-called "flaming horn breathing technique" according to the method described by the old man.
Still of no use.
The flow of spirits has indeed become more precise and smoother, but because human brains are born with one less horn than the Flame-Horn people, many steps are simply impossible to complete.
Unless he, Lao Zhang, can forcefully grow a horn.
"For the same reason, this practice method is flawed for human beings."
"Shimama, do you have any improvement plans?"
The stone did not speak.
After all, it is just a repeater. It has listened to the Flaming Horn people's preaching and explanations thousands of years ago, so now it repeats it exactly the same.
But the so-called improvement plan for human beings simply does not exist in history, so there is no way to answer it.
"Take your time, it's good to understand some principles. It's better than messing around all by myself." Zhang Ming was not discouraged, "You read it again and I will learn more."
In repeated attempts, time passed quietly and the sun moved from the east to the west.
A day of doing nothing has passed. Except for eating some fish and adding a few years to my life, it seems that nothing has been accomplished.
That damn [life span] can increase by several years every day, and Lao Zhang always has a weird illusion.
"God, I really don't want to live forever on a desert island!"
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Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Ming took the black stone and headed to the mangrove forest. Shimama seemed to be quite awesome. Not only could she speak human language, but she could also recite the history of the Flame Horn people.
"Although it's a shameless repeater, it knows a lot of information. It's profitable!"
In the humid mangrove, without the golden electric eel, the former jungle overlord, the sea turtle group finally established a firm foothold in the mangrove.
This is the area with the most abundant light and the richest food.
The population size that the original turtle caves could accommodate was too limited and could not be compared with that of mangroves.
"Ah!" The little white turtles ran over. They had caught a big fish and were eating it.
It greeted him warmly and asked Zhang Ming to come over and have something spicy.
"Oh, oh, you want spicy food? No problem, today I will show you the terrifying power of chopped pepper fish head!"
Zhang Ming took out the large iron pot he carried with him and sparked a small lightning bolt in his hand.
There was a soft "squeak" sound, and the firewood was ignited.
Then put the fish head in and stew it.
The turtle who advocates civilization and the people who want to return to civilization gather together at this moment.
The common languages of both parties are actually food, play, and... that ancient civilization that has disappeared.
It was an intoxicating era. After tens of thousands of years, it has evolved into a vast sea. Only part of Xuanwu's body remains, burying the unsolved mysteries of the past.
This is also the beginning of an era. The cliff-like decline of human civilization is accelerating and it seems that it will never look back.
At the edge of the campfire, a man and a group of turtles were enjoying today's dinner, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with them.
At half past six in the night, the radio played on time: "Listener friends, good evening, everyone, I am the announcer Li Xianfeng, and I will bring you today's news."
"After just three months of war, Japan announced its unconditional surrender."
"The enemy can take away all the territory, but it must accept all the residents and let the two countries merge into one country."
Good guy, really good guy.
Zhang Ming was shocked!
It turns out that the war was launched in order to engage in this show-surrender?!
The best way to defeat the opponent is to join them!
But is the opponent so stupid?
"This is the first step towards world peace."
Is it true? Did they really accept this condition?!
Zhang Ming is not quite able to understand the political intention, or there may be some shady and inexplicable activities involved.
Anyway, this strange big thing really happened on Earth!
Radio: "After six months of geological investigation, the merger of Pangea has become a foregone conclusion. According to the current plate movement speed, nine years from now, the seven continents will officially merge into one continent, which is the real Pangea.
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Zhang Ming rubbed his temples. This news had been broadcast a few days ago, but now it has been broadcast again.
What's going on?
Reminiscing about the previous news, I suddenly had a hint of enlightenment in my heart.
In some places, the territory is too large, the population is too small, the war potential is low, and the industrial capacity is not good.
If these continents merge, they will be like a lamb among wolves.
Therefore, they took the initiative to accept more people, otherwise they would not be able to hold on to that little territory!
"Sure enough, behind every outrageous choice, there is a series of logical support..."
"And Li Xianfeng is also full of bad intentions. He deliberately broadcast two news items next to each other so that people can hear the subtext... Alas, life on earth is not peaceful, there are turbulent undercurrents."
Radio: "The first global joint expedition to the mysterious area, with the ultimate goal of finding the heritage of an alien civilization, failed after a month of exploration."
"Of the three large expedition ships, only one successfully returned. The other two expedition ships were attacked by powerful supernatural forces, and a total of 2,000 special forces were killed."
Zhang Ming was heartbroken, these expedition teams were not cruise ships, they could be compared to cargo ships.
It must have carried large-scale war weapons, but it was still destroyed!
2,000 people sounds like just a number, but for global scientific expeditions, it is tantamount to a heavy blow.
What's more, this expedition team is probably here to find him!
Zhang Ming didn't know how to describe this feeling, or... tell them not to come and die?
Of course, this appeal may be meaningless. No matter what, humans will explore the mysterious area. This is an unimaginably huge cake. Even if he has died, the expedition team will still set off.
