I live in a desert island property

After following the conversation for so many days, Shishi seems to have made a "little bit" of progress again.

Sometimes it is very silent, especially when Lao Zhang lamented his life and complained a lot, because the speed of his speech was too fast and his emotions were agitated, it could not keep up with the rhythm and could only remain silent.

Sometimes it repeats frantically, especially when Lao Zhang curses God, it scolds his mother along with him.

It has its own unique mood.

Zhang Ming also gradually got used to Shitou's nervous repetition, closed his eyes, followed the "practice method" recorded on the stone board, and felt the spiritual changes in his body.

As high as 200 points of [Perception] and [Spirit], he faintly produced a kind of "inner vision" effect, the heart beats vigorously, the blood flows regularly, the alveoli expand and contract, and thousands of lines in the human body are in his mind Slowly morphing out of...

Coincidentally, at the same time, a light rain began to fall in the sky.

The weather on the deserted island can change at will. The raindrops bring thousands of ripples, bringing various sound sources, such as sandy beaches, palm leaves, coconuts, gravel, and some insects crawling in the grass...

In the distance, there was a big fish more than four meters long, leaping high, and with a soft "crash", it sank into the sea again.

Zhang Ming seemed to sense the "spirit" circulating in his body and the thin "spirit" in the sky.

The essence of the cultivation method on the stone slab is to take in the inactive "spirit" from the heaven and the earth into the body through breathing to strengthen one's body, which is quite like an ancient Qi practitioner.

But I don't know why, this practice method has a jerky and blocked feeling for Zhang Ming, especially the moment it reaches the top of the head, the blocked feeling expands rapidly.

In the end, the part of the ingested "spirit" is less than one hundred.

Zhang Ming opened his eyes again, and let out a breath of stale air from his chest.

He seems to have become a little bit stronger?

Because of the existence of the bottleneck, it quickly regressed back.

"The efficiency is terribly low. I can't increase any attribute in a month."

"The Flaming Horn Man has bull horns on his head, but humans don't have horns on their heads. This difference makes the final result very different. The difference in race makes this practice method impossible to promote on humans."

"Can I try to improve it?" Zhang Ming frowned, and used "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" again.

"Basalt breathing technique" is similar to the breathing technique recorded on the slate.

Zhang Ming seriously suspects that the practice method invented by the Yanjiao people is a simple version improved from the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique".

"Xuanwu Breathing Technique" is more complex and changeable, and more mysterious.

In the same way, the spirit absorbed by the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" needs to be operated through a turtle's back.

Zhang Ming did not have a turtle back, which made the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" very inefficient, and it was not worthy of the high price of 96 points of attributes.

Zhang Ming opened his eyes, and wrote a few words on the sand: [Take the essence and discard the dross! 】

Most of the abilities learned from animals require self-transformation, and those that suit one's own body structure are the strongest.

"If the Yanjiao people can modify the Xuanwu breathing technique, why can't I?"

He has five abilities. Although he only knows a little bit, he is already the human being who knows the flow of "spirit" best for the entire earth civilization.

In addition, he has a large amount of legacy left by the Flaming Horn people, which can be studied.

"I need to find a practice method suitable for human beings!"

"If I don't find it, the future of mankind may be very difficult..."

Before he knew it, Zhang Ming had such an idea.

Above the blue and clear sky, altocumulus clouds floating lazily like fish scales, a few seabirds flitted in mid-air, and after seeing Zhang Ming, they yelled a few times and left in a hurry.

Archeology, advanced mathematics, playing with turtles, playing with stones, eating bird eggs, this kind of leisurely and comfortable island life seems to last forever.

But the earth civilization far away in the sky is undergoing drastic changes!

The confrontation between Gaia's consciousness and the mysterious area has been constantly falling behind.

The real great era has not even come, and human beings are already so miserable...

And I am a pioneer of the times, and I want to find a way out for mankind.

If I don't do it, no one else will.

When this inexplicable thought occurred to Zhang Ming, he shook his head heavily, looked up at the sky, and complained, "Is it because the hydrogen bombs are not enough, or is it because the planes and tanks can't lift their knives? Or am I completely crazy?"

Shi Shi couldn't wait to repeat: "Have you gone completely crazy?"

This stuff is like a dog seeing fresh dung, especially Zhang Ming's self-deprecating words, it will be excited to repeat it dozens of times, and its whole body is shaking with joy.

But for some unknown reason, this inexplicable "forerunner" emotion lingered in Zhang Ming's mind for a long time.

It seems that there is still an existence on the beach, conveying this heavy belief.

"Is the Gaia consciousness on Earth making trouble..." Zhang Ming scratched his scalp and finally sighed.

"Shitou, you have to help me. I know that you are actually wise and can understand human speech, so you have to help me."

"I want to decipher the text of ancient civilizations and know more information."

"You translate the content on the slate. I really can't understand the words written by the people of Flame Horn."

Shi Shi repeated: "I really can't understand the characters written by the Yanjiao people."

Zhang Ming said seriously: "As long as you help me, I will tell you an interesting story that happened with my first love girlfriend in high school."

Shi Shi trembled slightly, exuding heat with excitement: "An interesting story with my first love girlfriend."

The topics that Black Stone is most interested in are the philosophy of life first, that is, other people's messy things, and it is especially exciting for those who are long and short.

The second is the philosophy of the universe, the destiny of civilization, and a series of grand narratives of false grandeur.

When it comes to these two topics, he rarely repeats them, and always listens silently without saying a word.

Zhang Ming has always felt that its nature is actually obscene and gossip, and it is a veritable... lowly maidservant!

The repeater is just a disguise on its surface.

"Now I will give you a name, called Shimama...you will be called Shimama from now on."

"From now on it will be called Shimama." Shitou repeated.

"So, you have to tell me the words on this slate, and I will tell you a story."

There was a long silence.

Suddenly, a series of strange tones came from the stone body!

"Adoli Koshililai Ratio..."

This syllable seemed so strange, just for a moment, Zhang Ming had a hazy hallucination in his mind, just like a dream, an illusion appeared!

An old man with a scorched corner of civilization is teaching students how the "spirit" works.

Zhang Ming even recalled the voice of the old man: "Flame Horn Breathing Technique, practiced to a certain level, you will feel a sense of heat at the sharp corner, or form a sense of inspiration, this is the inspiration. The expression of accumulation and storage.”

Immediately, Zhang Ming's pupils dilated, and he was very surprised!