After struggling to communicate with Shimama for more than half an hour, Zhang Ming almost figured out what happened at the end of this battle.
"Xuanwu Evil Corpse...did he just escape?"
Zhang Ming squatted on the ground, looking at a few white clouds in the sky, his face a little confused.
This ending is really...sad.
After fighting for a long time, the opponent actually ran away...
But if you think about it carefully, the escape of the "Xuanwu Evil Corpse" can be considered an expected result.
No matter what, it is also something born after Xuanwu's death. It is the strongest person here and the main target of heaven's punishment.
In the horrific scene a week ago, it was the only one who suffered the most pressure.
As long as the Xuanwu Evil Corpse is not extremely stupid, it is not surprising that he would escape.
But Shimama just used the power of the "little tree" to make the entire continent rise, and relied on her own spiritual language to replay the scene at that time.
It itself has no fighting power, and it is even less likely to defeat the Xuanwu Evil Corpse. It just uses the power of heaven and earth to intimidate the opponent.
"Will it... come back?" Zhang Ming asked worriedly, "Without restraint, if it comes back again, we won't even have time to escape, and we will be killed."
Shimama rolled on the ground a few times, not knowing what she was expressing.
"Did the evil Xuanwu corpse swallow up the good corpse?"
No one knows the answer to this question either.
Zhang Ming asked for a while before he slowly felt relieved.
The Xuanwu evil corpse has no real intelligence. It is equivalent to a collection of animal desires: appetite, desire for mating, desire for survival, and low rationality. Even if it is its own descendant, it will kill and devour.
The "Xuanwu Shanshi" is a collection of obsessions and beliefs during life, possessing a higher level of rationality.
Therefore, the descendants of Xuanwu are actually protected by the "good corpse".
These two monsters are enemies of each other and devour each other.
But Shimama is a collection of Xuanwu's "self" and has a relatively complete memory and inheritance.
It is really just a stone, with extremely high defensive capabilities. It cannot be broken, chewed, or digested. The life-saving ability of the Turtle Ancestor can only be described as "exaggerated".
Therefore, the desire of the other two beings to devour it is not that high.
Shimama thought for a long time and then spoke an inexplicable language: (*……%*￥)
This is a spiritual language, which is automatically translated into the corresponding meaning in Zhang Ming's mind.
"You mean, the Xuanwu Evil Corpse has escaped from this world."
"The probability of it coming back is very low..."
Zhang Ming frowned and recalled some of the information broadcast on the radio: After entering the mysterious zone, it becomes very difficult to return to the world.
At least that's the case on the Earth side.
Gaia's consciousness will deliberately hide the world to reduce the possibility of being discovered by terrorist entities.
Although this sapling is dying, it is at least still alive and should have similar hidden functions.
"It's just... without the threat of terrorist existence, can we defend this desert island?"
"Even if the top demon gods can't discover this world, there are always some lucky guys who sneak in."
"Just relying on me and a group of turtles...it's a bit difficult, right?"
"Well, I'm going to leave here too."
"Those turtles can't even defeat a golden electric eel... They are still too weak. They will still be driven away from here."
Shimama did not answer. The weak eat the strong and the fittest survive. These are the rules of competition handed down from ancient times.
The descendants of Xuanwu occupy the best place for survival. If they don’t pursue progress and self-extinction, then it’s no wonder that others are there.
It Shimama, is already dead.
I’m too lazy to worry about so much!
Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The turtle ancestors were not worried, so what did he have to worry about?
After studying the sapling, I found that the tree is actually illusory. It can be seen but cannot be touched. It is like a holographic image. You can pass your finger across the branches and pass directly through it.
"You are the Gaia consciousness here...Give me a piece of the source of the world. I want it too, please!" Lao Zhang shamelessly begged frantically to the little tree.
The little sapling didn’t have any answer.
Zhang Ming begged for a long time, but it had no effect. Instead, Shimama mockingly repeated it: "Brother, prove the Tao with your strength!"
This is the bullshit Zhang Ming used to brag about, and it is repeated exactly as it is.
"Forget it, I won't give it if you don't give it!"
Lao Zhang stood up without hesitation, patted the dusty corners of his clothes, and suddenly grabbed the tree while it wasn't paying attention!
But this time, I still made a mistake, and my fingers went directly through the branches - after all, it was just a shadow.
Shimama laughed even more cheerfully: "Brother, prove the Tao with your strength!"
Zhang Ming explained shamelessly: "When you drink milk tea on Earth, you have to poke it in with a straw when the tea is not paying attention. You don't understand."
Now that it was safe, he looked around curiously.
There are quite a few wooden cabinets inlaid on the wall, which look like bookcases.
I blew on the dust on the bookshelf. Under the sunlight, dust several centimeters thick flew freely, disturbing the wildness of the Wine of Time.
These dusts dance like butterflies, exposing the hidden treasures of civilization.
"Huh?"
Zhang Ming was surprised to find that under the thick dust on the cabinet, there were still books left after dusting them with his hands!
These books seem to be made of some kind of silk, but they are heavier and much tougher than silk.
It is filled with dense text!
Zhang Ming held his breath and turned a few pages.
I’ll put it down for now because I can’t understand most of the text.
But we can be sure that this is very valuable documentation.
"I found a treasure again. I have to make up a story for Shimama before she will translate it. It's really troublesome."
When I think of this, Lao Zhang gets a headache.
Wandered around again.
This huge building should be the most important place for sacrifice and inheritance for the Yanjiao people. It has a special terrain, dry environment, ventilation, and light shielding. In addition, the materials of the books are very special, so it is lucky to be preserved until now.
But there is no need to worry about anything for a while. Zhang Ming has plenty of time to become a real archaeologist.
He picked up the "Shimama" rolling on the ground, ran to the beach, and held a race survival meeting with the turtles.
"Everyone, gather together! I have something important to announce."
As the old white turtle roared at the top of his lungs, almost all turtles, big and small, gathered on the beach, forming a rather spectacular group.
There are a total of 15 giant tortoises that are comparable to a three-story building; 87 tortoises as big as a large truck; and about 300 adult tortoises with the ability to reproduce.
The number of various small turtles is about six hundred.
There are only 6 turtles like Lao Bai and Xiao Bai, who have special bloodlines and are very smart. Xiaobai is the smallest among them, and he is also a turtle with relatively pure bloodline.
