I live in a desert island property

With strong curiosity, Zhang Ming summoned up his courage and slowly searched in the direction of the big bluestone.

"I just pick up a little garbage, and then put the garbage of the indigenous civilization on the beach, to seduce the country to send a rescue team, wouldn't it be beautiful?!"

Zhang Ming is very sure that the words he wrote on the beach can be "known" to a certain extent by the motherland.

Although I don't know how far the so-called "knowledge" can reach, but in the past experiments, most of the requests he made, the radio will respond.

"The rescue value of me alone is too low. It's completely different with an additional indigenous civilization."

He walked very carefully, and he only walked four kilometers in an hour. He held the spear tightly in his right hand, and his heart beat faster and faster.

The deeper you go into the bluestone path, the fewer plants there are.

The bushes withered in large areas, and finally there were no plants at all, turning into bare yellow land.

The howling of a beast seemed to be faintly heard from a distance, and it was only after the sound gradually became louder that it was clearly the sound of the wind.

Climbing up a high slope, Zhang Ming trembled all over, seeing a shocking scene!

Bacteria colonies all over the mountains, red, orange, yellow and green sprinkled all over the land, and the umbrella-like caps were slowly wriggling like animals breathing.

The largest caps are as big as a house, like reptiles.

The broken walls and ruins that can be seen everywhere tell the story of the tragic war that once broke out.

And in the central area of ​​this area, there stands a tall tower-like building, soaring into the sky, about 600 meters high; the walls are full of cracks, half of which are already dilapidated and collapsed, densely covered with spore colonies.

The surface of this building is even more stained with a huge bloodstain, showing a strange dark red color.

Even though the bloodstains had dried up, there was still a subtle mental wave - "Run! Run away!"

...

Even at the edge of the valley, Zhang Ming still felt a deadly sense of crisis.

This may be the biggest crisis he has encountered in a month.

That bloodstain actually revealed the meaning of "run away"?

He wants to escape.

But found that it was too late.

The bright flora is like the other shore flower on the edge of the underworld, exuding a devilish allure, luring him to keep going deeper.

Zhang Ming's heartbeat started to speed up.

An inexplicable raving came from his ears, like ants burrowing into his head, controlling his body, making him walk forward step by step.

He felt himself being distorted.

Every cell in the body produces its own will.

nervous?

perturbed?

panic?

"My meat must be delicious!"

"It's better to eat myself!"

Crazy thoughts penetrated into his brain, Zhang Ming gritted his sharp teeth, and bit his arm viciously. The severe pain made him shiver suddenly, and he felt sober in his heart!

The crazy hallucination disappeared for a while.

"Run away! Run away!!"

Sweating profusely, he broke free from this temptation, and no longer dared to look at the bacterial colonies all over the mountains and plains, and ran back the same way.

...

...

Today's fantasy journey has already exceeded Zhang Ming's ability to bear it.

If the red toads and golden electric eels in the mangrove forest are still understandable categories of mutant creatures.

The bacterial colonies all over the mountains, the traces of artificial buildings, and the bright red "talking" blood are already in the realm of magic.

"This world is crazy!"

"But... I really like it!"

Zhang Ming ran desperately, thinking wildly.

Exhausted, I returned to the coconut grove.

The familiar environment did not bring him any sense of security, because his camp was only about ten kilometers away from that crazy valley.

Once the crisis spread, he would not even have the chance to escape.

However, he has no way to escape.

This island is only so big, so you can't make your home in the sea, right?

Instead, the group of sea turtles shaking their heads around the camp, waiting to listen to the radio, brought him a comforting sense of security.

After all, these guys are normal beings who can understand, imagine, and communicate.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'" the little white turtle in the head growled unhappily, as if to express, you came back so late, did you secretly eat chicken outside?

Don't even listen to the radio?

You must have done that vile thing! !

Zhang Ming calmed his beating heart, his eyes were red, and he imitated the turtle speech: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The turtles looked confused:? ? ? ? ?

Turn on the radio.

Comrade Li Xianfeng, the announcer, heard the familiar voice.

"...Global earthquakes will bring about a series of chain reactions. The trap conditions of oil and gas fields will be damaged by earthquakes, the physical properties of oil reservoirs will change, and the difficulty of oil extraction will increase significantly."

"Experts in our country believe that the current chemical route centered on petroleum will come to an end, and it will be replaced by the coal chemical route."

"Our country is rich in coal reserves, including 1,322.3 billion tons of resources and 244 billion tons of basic reserves. Coal will not disappear with geological movements. The opening of the coal chemical industry route will greatly delay industrial decline and increase employment..."

News from human civilization, no matter good or bad, brought Zhang Ming back to his senses a little.

He felt his body was icy cold, and unconsciously glanced at his mental value.

【Spirit 12/42】(You are crazy, crazy!!)

Quickly transfer the attribute points to the spiritual value.

After a while, the mental value became [20/50], slowly rising.

(You are not so crazy now.)

Zhang Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

It is indeed a good thing to have a group of sea turtle friends, no matter what, it can be regarded as companionship.

"The existence of the center of the island is beyond my comprehension. The mysterious area is completely different from the earth. It looks peaceful, but it is actually full of murderous intentions."

"There used to be intelligent civilizations here, but they have become extinct with a high probability..."

"No wonder this island is so safe. It turns out that powerful monsters dare not approach."

A bright and bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Coconut trees grow wantonly, palm leaves are intertwined with each other, and a little bit of moonlight spreads down through the gaps, bringing the bone-chilling sea breeze.

He suddenly thought of a wonderful possibility: "That piece of ruins must contain rich treasures, enough treasures for human beings to rise in the supernatural age."

"Even if the crisis remains, it should fade as time goes by."

"I don't know how many years have passed now, there may be some opportunities to take advantage of."

In a crisis, there must be a harvest.

A civilization that has survived in a supernatural era, no matter what, has some background, right?

But after much deliberation, the strength of a single person is too small, and the fault tolerance rate is too low. It should be explored by a national-level expedition team.

It's not him, a little bastard, risking his life to mess around.

The expedition team didn't come again, which is really disappointing.