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The sun is shining and the weather is fine.

The tide recedes, revealing golden sandy beaches.

The first night on the desert island was passed without any danger. The monsters ate the corpses in the cabin and then "rumbling" towards the center of the island.

But Zhang Ming was in a bad mood, with two big dark circles under his eyes.

In order to prepare for the possible "battle", he "accidentally" ate a lot of food last night to replenish his physical energy.

All in all, he was running out of food.

"That guy lives in the heart of the island..."

Returning to the beach again, the wreckage of the plane was dismantled in pieces, and the original colorful hell scene was gone.

Every drop of human flesh and blood was licked by the unknown creature.

The hard metal plate carried a putrid smell, which could still be faintly smelled even if it was washed away by the tide all night.

Fortunately, the smell was not toxic, otherwise he would have been poisoned and fell to the ground last night.

Zhang Ming came to the location of the radio station and debugged it for a while.

Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen.

The radio station was punched into pieces.

[Spirit value-2]

After searching for a while, I found a women's backpack left on the cabin luggage rack.

"Please give me something to eat, please."

When I opened it, I saw a thick stack of beautiful knives, some cosmetics, a mirror, and a ladies' watch, which looked quite exquisite.

After counting, my dear, it’s a total of fifty thousand dollars!

Equivalent to RMB 350,000!

But Zhang Ming didn't feel happy at all. Instead, he felt everything was boring.

After searching for a long time...

No food, nothing!

"Once at the airport, a piece of genuine beef fried rice was placed in front of me. The price was 68. I hesitated and rejected it because I thought it was too expensive."

"At this moment, even if you spend fifty thousand dollars, you can't buy a single ox hair."

Zhang Ming sobbed and suddenly found himself enlightened. He is 24 years old this year, and he should be at an age where he should enjoy the colorful world.

But after the horrific baptism of life and death, he finally broke through the world of mortals, understood human nature, reached the true state of unity between man and nature, and headed for the other side of the starry sky.

No matter what setbacks or hardships lie ahead, he can face them calmly.

Therefore, from now on, please call me [Buddha·Lao Zhang].

I want to be on the island and happily eat coconuts!

[Spirit value-2]

The changes in the attribute panel ruthlessly revealed the true thoughts of "Buddha Lao Zhang", who was suffering from a mental breakdown.

The face of "Buddha" seems to have been trampled viciously under the feet of the attribute panel.

So, Buddha Lao Zhang started crazy psychological massage: "When heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to a man, he must first suffer his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin..."

[Spirit value-1]

what happened?

"God damn it, fuck the universe!"

[Spirit value 2]

Zhang Ming, I understand.

It turned out that he was the fighting saint Buddha who beat up the Jade Emperor.

After all, the victorious Buddha is also a Buddha.





Earth.

A new mirage has appeared!

Countless paranormal enthusiasts stayed up all night, finally waiting for the new video to be released online.

Mirage areas appear randomly around the world. Instead of broadcasting real-time information, they are often delayed for several hours.

These enthusiasts divided the picture into numbers 1-16. According to the number of people, the luxury cruise ship carrying 3,000 passengers naturally received more attention and was called Mirage No. 1.

As for the island survivor, there is only one person, called Mirage No. 16.

Some psychologically distorted people with great malice gloated: "Look, the wreckage of this plane is the property of the airline, and these suitcases belong to the deceased. Can he take it? He can't! Taking it without telling you is stealing.

, this character is really disappointing.”

A large number of people who climbed over the wall ran to the line. After all, the trapped person is also a young man from Daxia. It is the turn of this group of malicious people to slander? Even if the future is not promising, how can you be so happy?

"Can this guy squirt? Fuck you!"

"The famous Australian writer 'Wo Shihabi' said that when you get to know them, you will find that any behavior you treat them is not discrimination, because their thoughts are isolated from the world."



Seeing that Zhang Ming was still alive, Li Xianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"The plane was indeed dismantled by monsters."

"It is impossible for a simple tide to damage the plane like this."

Yesterday, they heard some terrifying sounds through the radio and learned some information unknown to outsiders.

"Zhang Ming... is in a worrying situation."

Another expert said: "As far as I know, last night, we were the only ones who briefly contacted the survivor Zhang Ming in Area 16 through the radio. There was no response from the other trapped people in the mysterious areas."

"Can't contact the others?"

"Yes, the mysterious area in the Pacific Ocean may be special, and satellite signals can enter it."

Many experts in the room were carefully analyzing the pictures, including well-known biologists, military experts, information scientists and other experts from all walks of life, a total of more than 20 people.

"The corpse inside was eaten by monsters...How big is this guy at night? If he appears here, can he deal with it?"

"I think... it can be dealt with. After all, aircraft are not tanks, and the armor is not thick. But no matter what, it may cause certain casualties." The military expert sitting on the left said, "Of course, if these things have super

It’s hard to say about ability.”

Li Xianfeng frowned and listened to the discussion.

"Zhang Ming's mental state doesn't look very good. He doesn't...don't have any superpowers, right?"

"Hard to say."

"As of now, he can only rely on himself."





After some careful searching, I found nothing particularly good.

The tide last night washed away most of the supplies, and the biggest harvest was an aviation medical first aid kit fixed on the rear luggage rack. It contained a lot of medicines: including antibiotics, medical alcohol, and first aid supplies such as bandages.

"SR-level supplies!" Zhang Ming's eyes lit up and he put it away.

I also found two nylon ropes, each about five meters long. I don’t know why there are ropes on the plane.

The broken communication tower cannot be repaired.

You can only give up strategically.

Zhang Ming thought for a while and thought that the rescue team would not arrive too early. He might have to live on this terrifying desert island for a while, and it was necessary to build a qualified shelter.

So I carried back two first-class chairs - with these, I could sleep normally without having to lie on the ground and receive wet dew.

They also carried large pieces of metal plates and several broken wings to the shore.

With a physical strength of 51 points, he can easily move objects weighing one to two hundred kilograms. If placed in human society, he would already be a qualified bricklayer.

After working for a long time, Zhang Ming found that he was hungry again.

Food embarrassment has become the biggest problem at present.


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