I live in a desert island property

Holding this ancient spear, Zhang Ming immediately felt that he had established a spiritual connection with it.

It was as if a vague consciousness was speaking of something.

The self-contained abilities of this spear are "cold" and "sharp", which can absorb the energy of the human body, making the handle of the spear extremely cold and indestructible at the same time!

The spear weighed about a hundred kilograms, and with his current physique, it was not a big problem to use it.

"What's more, isn't this a natural refrigerator?"

"I can make a special summer drink, it's so cool!"

"Exchange the fish head in the refrigerator, earn a lot of money!"

Wilderness Gourmet Zhang Ming was delighted, and all kinds of summer cold drinks popped out of his mind like bubbles.

"If the skilled craftsmen of the Flaming Horn know that I have used their best masterpieces for frozen food, will they unravel the coffin and jump up and beat my dog's head violently?"

After getting the spear, he swung it vigorously and chopped off the fish head. The wound on the fish head was covered with a faint layer of frost.

"The deal is concluded, the fish head is yours!"

"If there is such a good thing, you can tell me Lao Zhang later."

In the eyes of the old white turtle, there was a grateful and satisfied expression.

No matter how cunning an animal is, it is just an animal, without so many detours.

Dealing with the turtles, Zhang Ming is quite relaxed, and he doesn't bully them, you get what you pay for.

What happened next was even more outrageous. A group of sea turtles yelled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The black stone was still chattering and repeating: "Ahhhhhh".

The old white tortoise looked very respectful, but with some helplessness, he pushed the black stone to the ground and made a "click".

Shi Shi didn't care, and repeated the sound of "click", repeating the sound of falling himself.

Zhang Ming didn't let himself laugh out loud, and muttered in his heart: "What's the matter with this stone...could it be enshrined here by the wise race in the past?"

After the fish head was placed, the room fell into silence.

There is no sound, and the stone does not read again.

All the turtles were crawling, and only Zhang Ming stood there standing out from the crowd.

A few minutes later, a strange red mushroom grew out of the altar at an extremely fast speed!

The faint red light swayed and danced, illuminating the whole room red, and the temperature became inexplicably cold, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence, descending into the world condescendingly through this red mushroom.

In the blink of an eye, the entire room was filled with coldness!

"What's the situation?" Zhang Ming held his breath, regretting staying in this ghostly place.

Mysterious and unknown phenomena emerged one after another, which made him under a lot of pressure.

In half a minute, the red mushroom grew bigger and bigger, reaching a height of more than 3 meters in a blink of an eye.

Weird and terrifying ravings echoed in Zhang Ming's ears, as if there were many, many people chanting sutras beside him, but he couldn't make out what they were talking about.

The sky was filled with multicolored butterfly-like spirals, spinning round and round, and the surrounding ocean turned black like ink.

And in the very center of the deserted island, there are two strange things hidden, entangled like a ball of yarn.

One black and one white, densely packed with thin threads like spider webs extending infinitely outside...

And one of the thin lines extended to the altar.

Zhang Ming's hands and feet were cold, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. Fear, surprise, apprehension, and uneasiness all rushed to his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, his face regained his senses solemnly.

And the fish head on the altar was "melting" at an extremely fast speed, turning into a drop of crimson blood in a blink of an eye, which was absorbed by the red mushroom.

"What I just saw should be the scene in the mushroom forest..."

"Are these turtles enshrining one of the powerful beings?" Zhang Ming racked his brains to think about the information contained in it.

"No wonder, just because there are two ultra life forms competing on the island, the surrounding area is so peaceful."

The power of these two ultra beings is really hard to describe in words, just a glimpse in the hallucination, the continuous cold sweat has soaked through the clothes.

He thought about the Flaming Horn Man again, and thought about the content in the mural: "Why do white mushrooms emerge after the giant tortoise dies? Why are there two super life forms instead of one? The dove occupies the magpie's nest? Remnant soul?"

After absorbing the blood essence transformed from the fish head, the red mushroom seemed not satisfied, the dim red light still existed, and the coldness in the air became more and more intense.

It seems that the mushrooms will eat them all if they don't make offerings.

The old white turtle raised his head, glanced at the mushroom, and let out a strange cry in his throat: "Ahhh."

The black stone that fell on the ground read it again: "Ah~"

The tortoises waiting outside held their eggs and contributed them one by one to the weird mushrooms.

These turtle eggs turned into blood essence and were absorbed by the mushrooms.

"Is the offering enough?"

Zhang Ming went outside to find a female turtle, and looked at the eggs hanging from its mouth.

The female tortoise's eyes were shining, her long neck was swaying, and her expression seemed to be a little grateful, so he could touch it casually.

"No embryo, just a white egg."

"These turtles, like seabirds, have limited reproductive capacity..."

The reproductive ability of mutant life is not too high. These smart sea turtles sacrifice the white eggs that cannot reproduce to strange mushrooms to reduce the loss of their offspring.

Zhang Ming rubbed his temples thoughtfully: "But if I don't bring this eel head, the amount of their sacrifices may not be enough. At that time, real eggs with embryos will have to make up the difference."

"Now, the number of sacrifices should be enough, and there is no need to sacrifice outstanding offspring. Therefore, the attitude of these turtles towards me will be greatly friendly..."

"Looking at it this way, a simple playmate is still not as good as a deep interest relationship."

"It doesn't matter if it's a human or a turtle!"

Most of these eggs were sacrificed, the light emitted by the red mushrooms gradually disappeared, and turned into fly ash with a "pop".

The distorted crazy light and shadow completely dissipated.

Obviously, all the turtles breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the red mushroom disappear.

Even the respected old white turtle relaxed from that state of high vigilance.

On the contrary, it was the "repeater" black stone that suddenly jumped high from the ground and stepped on the altar again.

There was a soft "click".

The fly ashes of the red mushrooms fell down one after another, like pinches of ashes withered on the ground.

All tortoises are familiar with its strange behavior, and it is possible for the stone to make any kind of move.

But Zhang Ming felt "Huh" in his heart. Is this stone... very powerful?

Is it not just a repeater?

"Hey, Stone, you should know something?"

Stone repeats exactly the same: "Hey, Stone, you should know something?"

Zhang Ming casually uttered a series of tongue twisters: "Ping-pong, ping-pong, touch the pot, touch the bottle! Can't you? If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

Stone:"……"

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