Chapter 92 Innate Ability and Acquired Ability(4K)
After swimming back to the shore from the turtle cave, the sky is still so blue and clear, and the endless waves caress the rocks on the shore. To this sea, it seems like nothing has happened. p>
But after a shocking upheaval, many coconut trees collapsed and lay staggered on the ground. This mess made Zhang Ming sigh deeply.
Perhaps it will take decades, or hundreds of years, for the traces of the battle to be erased by time.
On the beach, the originally dilapidated aircraft wreckage was really washed away by the huge waves this time.
This relic of human civilization that brought Zhang Ming to the island left no trace in the end and completely disappeared in the long river of history.
Lao Zhang couldn't help but feel a little sentimental: "The plane is just gone?"
On the contrary, there are a group of lively fish stranded in puddles of various sizes, and there are also some shells, seafood and other marine life left.
Zhang Ming was not in a hurry to catch these seafood, because his good comrades, the stones transformed from giant turtles, were still standing on the beach.
"Aww!"
"Woo!"
The turtles surrounded the boulder and kept calling.
It's just a pity that two of the turtle boulders cracked directly, maybe because the earthquake was too violent, or maybe they were too seriously injured in the battle, and they turned into stone forever.
The old white turtle walked forward slowly, checked for a while, and shook his head silently.
If the stone is cracked and cannot be restored, it must be dead.
In war, sacrifices must be made...
The turtles also know the meaning of death and the pain of separation and death. For a while, the beach was filled with whimpering sounds of "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".
Zhang Ming crossed his hands, bowed slightly, and sighed: "Have a good journey, and I will cook for you in the next life."
All things have an end. Even the ultimate life form like Xuanwu will die one day.
In order to protect their hometown and cover Zhang Ming's actions, these giant turtles paid the price with their lives.
"Is it worth it?" This question suddenly appeared in Zhang Ming's mind, and he suddenly recalled the scene of the collapse of Yanjiao civilization.
From an individual point of view, it is certainly not worth it.
Life is everything to an individual. If you lose your life, you have nothing.
However, from the perspective of the population, this sacrifice is worth it. If the sea turtle family is forced to leave the desert island, it is likely to live a miserable life of hunger and satiety.
They can't find a suitable habitat and can't even lay eggs, leading to chronic extinction.
But now, as long as they have a familiar home, the entire population still has room to thrive.
From this perspective, this sacrifice is worth it.
Several other turtle boulders have not cracked, and are slowly being lifted from their petrified state. A hard substance like limestone falls off the surface of their skin, revealing the dying super turtles inside.
Among them, the turtle named "Scar" almost burst into tears when he saw Zhang Ming, and shouted "Ah woo".
It expressed that it wanted to eat some spicy crab meat to ease the suffering...
It's really exhausted, so tired that it can't even lift its neck
Zhang Ming couldn't help but pick up a big fish, stuffed it into Scar Turtle's mouth, and said consolingly: "Okay, okay, I'll treat you to spicy crabs when you recover a little."
"Don't be picky now, just eat something and regain your strength."
"You are very brave and have played a great role. Thank you, comrade!"
The super-large turtle felt the lively fish in its mouth, "Aww", and slowly got up from the ground. It turned its head and looked into the distance, perhaps expressing condolences for its dead companion.
The turtles don't have any special rituals to sacrifice the dead. They just turn their companions into stones and slowly push them into the depths of the ocean.
Born in the ocean, buried in the ocean, the disappeared life, although temporarily drifting away like smoke and clouds, under the wash of this wave, the yin and yang are reconciled, and the soul energy is gathered and formed. May the eternal life gradually revive in another world... Regarding death
Fear may be the original source of religion.
"You guys pick up some seafood here, and I'll go see how Shimama is doing. If the plan fails, we still have to leave here."
Zhang Ming moved forward. The ground was wet and the bushes were swaying here and there.
Even his iron house, located on higher ground, was partially soaked by the incoming seawater.
"The sea water has actually reached here!"
Under the strong earthquake, even the coconut trees collapsed, and the iron house was naturally not spared.
Zhang Ming lifted up pieces of iron sheets in fear and started looking for them, his hair almost stood on end.
Finally, I found my radio in a pink suitcase.
Fortunately it's not wet!
Lao Zhang was holding the radio and almost had a heart attack from fright. Even when he beat Xuanwu's "evil corpse", he was not that panicked.
If the radio is gone... I can only rely on Shimama to listen to the radio.
But what if... Shimama is gone too?
"This big box should have floated in the sea water, and the contents inside are basically dry."
"Fortunately, my usual habits are good enough. I put the radio in the box after I use it. (Actually, I am afraid that the turtle will steal it)"
Turn on the power switch and the radio can be used normally.
After sighing slightly, Zhang Ming suddenly thought of something again and looked in the direction of the aviation chair.
Where is my wife?
Wife...is missing!
Those teacher posters passed in drift bottles were washed away by the sea water!
Lao Zhang was about to cry but had no tears. The voice of [Spirit Value -] rang in his mind, and he cursed the damn God loudly.
He is already so miserable, and God wants to take away his spiritual entertainment!
What kind of life is this!
Zhang Ming couldn't help but think of the famous famous writer's classic saying: "God, please kill me! Kill me!"
Of course, he didn't feel discouraged for too long. With the thought of "if my wife loses her, I'll ask her to send some drift bottles over", Lao Zhang quickly cheered up.
Holding an ice spear.
Head towards the center of the island and carefully explore the area.
The purpose of their battle this time is to protect this island from being invaded by the "Xuanwu Evil Corpse".
In case the "evil corpse" is still there, he can only take the turtles with him, and the Thirty-six Strategies are the best option.
The howling mountain wind brought a salty and humid atmosphere, and the ground gradually became dry.
The sixth sense did not send a strong warning, but Zhang Ming did not dare to take it lightly. He jumped to a big tree and looked at it from a distance for a while. The gap between him and the Xuanwu Evil Corpse was too big. If he was careless at any time, he would be liable to death.
All will bring the cruelest ending.
"It's hard to imagine how powerful the real realm of gods is... Can the people on earth defeat this thing?"
Zhang Ming doesn’t know the answer to this question.
Just those "spores" that are infected on a large scale and absorb the life span of the human body are enough to feed the people on earth.
He was lucky enough to survive because, firstly, he had the restraint ability of "Poison Resistance" and "Lightning Control"; secondly, the Xuanwu Evil Corpse's attention was not focused on this strong minion.
After a while, he came to the vicinity of the canyon. The spores all over the mountains and plains had withered and turned into large tracts of fly ash. The bones of strange monsters were piled on the ground, and the smell of decay came to him.
A lonely, half-collapsed giant building still stands in the center of the canyon, and the bright red blood faithfully reveals the subtle "escape" mental fluctuations.
As if protected by a mysterious force, this giant building has actually survived the earthquake until now!
All history is human history, and the history belonging to the Yanjiao people is truly over.
But with Zhang Ming coming here, human history has embarked on a new journey.
He took a deep breath, struggled for a moment, and finally whispered: "Hey! Shimama, are you still alive?"
"Hey! Are you still alive?"
There was no reaction in the building.
Zhang Ming walked slowly among the ruins, mobilizing all his senses to sense the movements around him.
Finally, I once again bit the bullet and pushed open the bronze door in the lobby.
To be honest, if it weren't for confirming the results of the battle, he really wouldn't want to come to this ghost place again.
He saw Shimama and that strange, sickly little tree...
"Hey, Shimama, are you still alive?" Zhang Ming called from a distance.
The Shimama repeater is motionless.
It's like hanging up.
There was no other way, Zhang Ming once again used his "extraordinary vision" to scan the surrounding environment.
He did not sense any major crisis, nor did he suffer any attacks.
He mustered up the courage, tiptoed into the hall, picked up the small black stone, and slipped out: "Really dead? Can a stone die? I don't think you split in half." I tapped it twice with my finger, but still no response.
He couldn't help but feel sad. Although Shimama was a stupid repeater, she was also the only person on the desert island who could speak human language.
My wife is gone.
The repeater is gone too.
This battle was really... a huge loss!
Suddenly, Zhang Ming came up with a plan and blurted out: "Hey, the story between me and my first girlfriend has a final ending. Do you want to know how she and I broke up?"
Shimama immediately became excited and started to move lazily: "Do you want to know how she and I broke up?"
Why didn’t you reply just now!
The veins on Zhang Ming's forehead were pulsing wildly, and he immediately threw this lewd and mean-spirited guy out!
With a "pop", the stone was thrown far away!
But Shimama had already turned on the fanaticism mode, and rolled back obscenely in less than a second, raising a huge amount of dust along the way, and frantically repeated: "How did she and I break up?"
"Why should I tell you? Do you have any secrets that you can exchange with me?" Lao Zhang said angrily.
"How did she and I break up?!!!" Shimama roared in pain.
