The interface means "communication, communication" or can be translated as "communication, forum". It continuously refreshes the content at a jaw-dropping speed, and almost in the blink of an eye, tens of millions of them are displayed in the form of text titles.
The "posts" that came out appeared and were submerged:
【Help!】
[Please, give me some water to drink...]
[Who am I? Where am I? How many cows are there in the fields at home? Where are my beloved red pants...]
[Major discovery: Prayer can resurrect the dead!]
[History of Blood and Tears: Never pray in exchange for food! Never pray in exchange for food! Never pray in exchange for food!
——300 pounds of spoiled dead pork were exchanged for only two black-faced steamed buns!]
[Friends from the Shengjing area come in and chat!]
[The floating islands are conditionally merged, and survivors may be able to form teams!]
The mentality of the victims of the doomsday catastrophe is very bad, which can be seen from the exponential increase in the number of posts even though they know they are of no use.
Three days have passed and this forum has remained like this.
There are no unscrupulous management operators, no familiar pins, hot searches, and normal reading records...
In short, it is a mess of huge amounts of content that are being refreshed all the time, just like the junk data cluster attack used by hackers to attack the server. The post one second ago will be gathering dust in the next second, and very little meaningful information can be captured.
And few.
Besides, more survivors are busy in dire straits, so how can they bother to put this nonsense post aside.
A "private chat" suddenly popped up,
[Si, Fu, Xing, He: Teacher Cang, Teacher Cang, how is the situation over there? My floating island is drifting towards you, and the progress bar is not moving at all. What’s the matter? Is the interface broken? Or is it?
Are we too far apart?]
Li Cang could not give an answer to this question.
[Si, Fu, Xing, He: How are you feeling? I didn’t float for three days just to bring your warm ashes back! 】
[Cang: Don’t call me Teacher Cang. Also, is your name really appropriate? I can’t die for the time being. The flesh on my back has no feeling. Doctors have mentioned that abnormal growth of vertebrae in the later stages will compress the spinal cord and
Surrounding tissues may cause paralysis.】
[Cang: I used ropes and steel bars woven from bedsheets to hook onto a wild island that floated by. I dug up a wild rose plant, which is edible, and some shepherd's purse... holding the grass, I'm still stewing vegetables on the fire! 】
[Si, Fu, Xing, He:...Hey, you should listen to what I have to say!]
Hey, how can eating be important to brothers who have been peeing and making mud together since childhood?
The shepherd's purse in the can was thoroughly cooked into a green paste.
Li Cang had no choice but to blow a few times and swallow with gritted teeth——
Fortunately, Li Cang smoked and always had a lighter in his pocket.
Otherwise, where can we get hot meals in these three days, relying on those sparks that are always coming and going?
Most smokers have one problem.
You can smoke my dozens of cigarettes, but if you take my 1-dollar lighter, I will definitely fight with your life.
Li Cang held a green plastic one-dollar lighter that was still full of energy, with a pattern of beautiful women in swimsuits printed on it, and the words "When a woman doesn't care about your hardness and time, it's always okay to call yourself a spare tire."
The expression is very pious,
"My benefactor, I will never thank you for a meal. From now on, I will only light cigarettes for you. If I touch you for a cigarette worth less than 100 yuan, I will be a stick."
Boiled shepherd's purse tastes bitter in your mouth.
The calories of this thing are the same as the law in the Philippines, which is equivalent to the prawns and beef on the instant noodles package. People with low emotional intelligence will say that it has no calories, and people with high emotional intelligence will describe it as a pattern for reference only.
In short, it is a little more practical than drawing cakes to satisfy hunger and quenching thirst with plum blossoms. It is so limited. It is true that you are not very hungry if you are not very hungry, but at least you can feel the weight and volume in your stomach...
Well, in short, it is much better than Jianweixiaoshi tablets.
Return to the prayer interface and enter the description hesitantly:
"Cure (delete) and inhibit spinal abnormality."
The entire reply font on the prayer interface is red like blood.
[Insufficient resources: Destiny Coin]
Li Cang was a little irritable.
Please give me some more tips!
What the hell is this destiny coin!
I'm afraid I didn't read the instructions when installing the system?
He touched his rugged spine with his backhand——
There is almost no feeling on the skin, and the touch on the hand is no different from touching the back of a snapping turtle.
Li Cang had been hospitalized for several months before the disaster. His 26 spinal vertebrae had proliferated, compressing the spinal cord and skull inward, and compressing the muscle and blood vessel tissue outward. The atlas and head angle were towering...
At the same time, there are several related or unrelated complications as gifts, all kinds of medical methods are useless, and the bizarreness of the condition is the first index included in the industry's conscience textbooks.
The good news is that all medical needs are free.
The bad news is that medical needs are always free.
We are not afraid of death. How can we say we are afraid of death when it comes to foodies? What foodies are afraid of is not being able to eat and starving to death.
Hiding in the corner, Li Cang began to wait and see.
If the floating islands are close enough, they will attract each other. The larger ones will pull the smaller ones, causing them to deviate slightly from their original path.
And symbolically "tying" it with a simple rope like Li Cang did before can slow down the island's drifting away to a certain extent.
Moreover, the floating island where each survivor is located can "annex" smaller floating islands to grow in size. Li Cang guessed that the area of the annexer's island would be at least dozens or hundreds of times larger than that of the annexed one.
.
Licang's floating island has annexed four floating islands in the past three days. The size is no larger than a washbasin. The change in area is so slight that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Like the floating island where wild roses were dug before, there was no intention of being annexed.
After taking a few more sips of the salty rainwater, there was a slight pinprick-like burning sensation on the tip of his tongue. Li Cang felt that his physical strength had recovered slightly.
Resisting the urge to uproot the wild rose and take a few bites, he continued to stare at a floating island that had just emerged from the haze with a very regular trajectory.
For three days, it appeared every dusk from the left side of Licang's floating island according to its established route, drew an arc, and then slowly slipped away.
Li Cang was convinced that the path it passed was gradually getting closer to him. This time, the closest distance had reached the point where the rope hook could reach it.
"Boom~"
The floating island smashed the half-meter-diameter pieces of earth and rocks in front of him very quickly.
He only has one chance.
"It's now!"
The rope with a steel hook tied to the top spun a few times in his hand, flew out with a swish, and hit the edge of the floating island firmly.
Hooked!
Two floating islands running in completely different directions suddenly stretched their ropes straight.
It is unimaginable that two huge floating islands are being rotated like bumper balls by such a small and weak hand-made cloth rope...
The two pieces had no weight or hardness as they slammed into each other, and finally stuck to each other.
