I live in a desert island property

From this point of view, the mortality rate of the turtle family is actually not low.

The newly hatched turtles are easy to die, get sick, get injured, or be hunted by other species during the growth process. Therefore, after so many years, the entire turtle population is only about a thousand.

This population, how should I put it, is not as good as the crab population in the tidal flat next door, and it is easy to become extinct.

"Ahem!" Zhang Ming cleared his throat. It was the first time for him to have such a formal race survival meeting, and he was quite nervous.

He said to the old white turtle: "The guy entrenched in the middle of the island has a high probability of running away, and the probability of coming back is not high."

After hearing the news, Lao Bai's tortoise face actually showed a humanized expression of surprise, and he shouted excitedly, "Ah woo woo!"

We are victorious!

All the tortoises screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

They keep their own hometown!

Zhang Ming waited patiently for a while as he watched them being noisy and cheerful.

It wasn't until the group of turtles stopped making noise that they slowly said, "However, without the two powerful beings in the center of the island, ask yourself, can you defend such a large island?"

"All kinds of monsters will find ways to occupy the place with the most abundant food, and more races will move towards this place!"

"Land in the vast sea, what a scarce resource!"

"You have to consider the difficulties you may face in the future, instead of just focusing on the present!"

The old white tortoise was silent for a while, and then translated again in tortoise language.

Yes, it has to think about the various challenges after the ancestral asylum disappears.

In the future, it will not be so easy.

Soon, the turtle group also fell silent, and the beach was quiet for a while.

There is only the sound of waves and waves, which never stops.

Those super big tortoises looked at Lao Zhang with dribbling eyes, as if they were expressing, don't they still have you?

Are we not comrades-in-arms? Won't you help?

Zhang Ming sighed, and said again: "Your ancestors were so tyrannical. They almost broke through the mirror of the gods, and they can support a civilization on their backs. What a majestic force it is."

"Those of you who also have the talent of basalt breathing technique are just nesting in the cave and being the overlords of one side."

"Nature is very cruel. Your ancestors have protected you for so long, but now most of this protection has disappeared. In the future, it will continue to disappear until the day when it is gone!"

"At that time, what should you do?"

Zhang Ming stood in front of the tortoises, looked at their ignorant faces, and said loudly: "In our human community, there is an old saying, "Heaven's movement is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

"Whether it's a human or a tortoise, when you encounter difficulties, you have to rely on yourself in the end. Only strengthening yourself is the ultimate way to solve problems. Don't always think about relying on others!"

"For example, when I first came to this island, I was just a rookie, lonely, mentally broken down at every turn, and I couldn't get enough to eat... At that time, I really could only rely on myself."

"Now, I have grown and improved! I can easily kill a lot of monsters!"

"I know that I am still not strong enough, and I will continue to work hard and train myself year after year, day after day."

His voice became louder and louder, as if he was making up his mind: "I'm trapped here, and no one will rescue me."

"But it doesn't matter, I am going to build a big ship by myself and drive it back by myself. There are countless difficulties in the middle, but I have such determination!"

"My friends, one day, I will leave here too!"

"So, don't think about relying on me. This time will not be very long. The shortest is three to five years, and the longest is seven or eight years. I will leave here."

"It's hard to live in this world."

"You must learn to rely on yourself. From now on, from now on, strengthen yourself and become a truly intelligent race! I will help you, come on!"

After Zhang Ming finished speaking, he turned his head and left regardless of whether the group of turtles could understand or not.

This is Zhang Ming's sincere words, the Xuanwu clan is too wasteful of their talents.

They are the authentic descendants of Xuanwu, and they are born with the authentic "Xuanwu Breathing Technique", which every turtle knows.

He is born with a strong physique, and has multiple abilities such as anti-drug and petrification.

With such a high race value, it really shouldn't be mixed up like this.

The peaceful life has wiped out their will to fight, and they only need to sacrifice their ancestors to get shelter. Under such circumstances, who is willing to risk their lives to fight?

It can be said to prove an old saying: There is no most powerful ability in the world, only the most capable person!

If you don't study hard, don't exercise hard, you will just squander your talent and waste your time.

Zhang Ming was actually a little worried about the future of these guys.

But there are many things, it's useless to talk too much, you can only do your best to know the destiny.

"Oh, I'm really worried about them..." Zhang Ming said to Shi Mama who was stuck on his buttocks, "I'm leaving, will you follow me, or stay here?"

"They are also your descendants, right?"

Shi Mama didn't hesitate much, and replied directly: "Are you going with me?"

Heh, this guy is so unrestrained, he just pats his ass and gets out of the way.

"You are you, I am me, don't confuse these two concepts, understand?"

"Understood?" Shi Mama didn't know what she was talking nonsense.

Back near the tin house camp, I looked for my "wife" for a while.

After finding that he couldn't find it no matter what, Zhang Ming was a little disappointed and very helpless, so he started doing housework.

Items soaked in seawater are exposed to the sun, and clothes and shoes have to be washed again to save them from being soaked in sea salt.

As for the ingredients that have been soaked in water, those that should be dried in the sun, those that should be fed to the turtles, if it is impossible, they can only be thrown away.

"It stands to reason that the drift bottle will be delivered soon..."

"It's really time to start building the ship."

He also handled a few big fish that were stranded on the ground, picked up a bunch of fresh seafood, and put them in a big puddle to raise them.

...

At 6:30 in the evening, the radio rang on time: "Hello, everyone, my name is Li Xianfeng. Today I will bring you first-hand domestic and foreign news."

Zhang Ming ignited a flame, and there was a rustling sound in the grass. He turned his head and found that the group of turtles appeared again.

The leader is the old white tortoise, followed by several giant tortoises.

One of the necks was disfigured, and was cut wide by something sharp. The wound was several centimeters deep, and bright red blood oozed out.

These super-big tortoises dragged a very ugly-looking large fish about ten meters long to Zhang Ming. It also has a lantern-like luminous creation on it.

Zhang Ming recognized this ugly big fish, a big overlord in the harbor area, but now it was caught collectively by sea turtles.

It seems that what he said during the day still touched them a lot.

The execution ability of the sea turtles was not bad, and they immediately took risks and captured the overlord of the bay area.

"Is this big fish... for me?" Zhang Ming had a smile on his face.

It was not this gift that pleased him.

It was the sea turtles who finally showed some energy.

This is a good thing!

The old white turtle nodded and looked at Zhang Ming.

"Let's share it together. I can't eat it alone. Well... just leave me thirty catties of meat."

"Come here, this injured turtle, and I'll treat it for you." Zhang Ming peeled off an antibiotic capsule, dissolved it with water, cleaned the wound, and finally applied some medicinal iodine.

The medical supplies on hand are quite limited, so that's all he can do.

"Don't go into the sea these few days, it's better to keep them dry."

The huge tortoise with a scar on its neck endured the pain and remained motionless during the whole process. It also knew it was for its own good, so it was actually quite obedient.

Invisibly, Lao Zhang's majesty was even higher than that of patriarch Lao Bai.

Radio: "A magical ice crystal tree appeared on the top of Mount Everest, which can be seen but cannot be touched..."

"We have enough reasons to suspect that it is the substantive embodiment of Gaia's consciousness. Getting close to this ice crystal tree will produce a sense of serenity and warmth, which is completely opposite to the feeling of entering the mysterious area."

"The moment the mirage shattered, the Ice Tree dissipated with it... We don't know what this means, and we don't know if it reappeared."

"However, if you in front of the radio can hear the broadcast, it's just damaged, not dead."

"Because you can hear the broadcast, largely due to the existence of Gaia consciousness."

The radio continued: "So, what exactly is Gaia consciousness?"

"After extensive discussion and evidence collection, we believe that it is a group creature that is proficient in calculations and has subtle precognition abilities."

"Different from human individuals, Gaia consciousness has no emotions, no self-awareness. It is like AI playing Go. It can calculate the optimal strategy of a certain step, but it cannot understand the specific meaning of Go. It has reason, but it is as normal as it is. The way of thinking about life is different."

"It was born with the sole purpose of enabling the entire world to survive future catastrophes."

"The appearance of the mirage is to bring enough enlightenment to the strongest species born on the earth, human beings."

"Admittedly, we did learn a lot in the mirage."

"But after completing this goal, the mirage will probably never appear again. What's more, Gaia's consciousness no longer has enough power to monitor the movements in the mysterious area."

The subtext of this sentence is that your old Zhang has been drained of value, and Gaia will not live broadcast it anymore!

We cannot see you without Gaia's help.

No way, I'm sorry, but you have to stay on the desert island for a while.

However, Zhang Ming frowned. He heard a crucial piece of information from the radio: "Is there a small tree on the earth..."

He asked Xiang Shimama: "Does every world have similar things? How did you make the entire Xuanwu Continent float again?"

Shimama rolled around on the ground, saying something indistinct: "*(... # * @)"

The general meaning is: (Not everyone can use the will of the world.)

(Xuanwu wants to be promoted to the real world, and chooses to merge with the "world will" of the world of Yanjiao.)

(After being promoted, not only can one become the will of the world, but also retain self-awareness and mobilize the power of the world. This is much stronger than the unconscious world tree.)

(However, the entire process of fusion was only partially successful, and ultimately ended in failure.)

(Shimama, as a legacy of Xuanwu's death, can also control the World Tree in a small amount, causing the entire Xuanwu Continent to levitate, and that's all.)

(As for whether there are "world trees" in other worlds, it doesn't know.)

(However, in Xuanwu's ancient and vague memory, the world where the "World Tree" was born is rare. Only the extremely prosperous world can give birth to a more intelligent world consciousness.)

"I see. In this way, the Yanjiao people and humans are actually lucky?"

"When the sky falls, there is still a tall one standing on top of it. Gaia's consciousness is actually miserable as the tallest one." Zhang Ming sighed beautifully after eating a few mouthfuls of freshly grilled fish.

Don't look at the ugly fish, but the meat is tender and has no fishy smell. After the fish fillets are roasted and browned, sprinkle some chili powder to make it delicious and refreshing.

Radio: "The safety of human respiration is being extensively certified. Some experts believe that human respiration should be learned after the age of 18, otherwise it may affect the development of bones and muscles of young people, and appear unknown pathological characteristics."

Zhang Ming didn't know what to say. These experts have been working on it for so long, why are they still working on safety certification?

Of course, there is no way to blame them. In such a big country, even the best things have to be cautious.

If it is promoted on a large scale in a state of complete ignorance, it can only be said to be an act of insanity.

Li Xianfeng talked about a lot of domestic and foreign news, and said sadly: "Looking at the whole world, wars and conflicts are increasing."

"We can't create land out of thin air, we can't produce food, and we can't stop all of this."

"The emergence of human breathing has changed a lot, but it's not enough... far from enough."

"I've been thinking, what is an era? What is history?"

"Sometimes the change of the times is like a stream, and sometimes it is like a river. A drop of rainwater, one by one, flows into the river, and finally, flows into the sea. Even if the widest river is changed, countless streams cannot be changed. This may be the so-called great power of the times."

Zhang Ming nodded silently, also feeling emotional in his heart.

Witnessing the downfall of the Flaming Horn people, he felt the same way.

As a result, Li Xianfeng said: "If we can find some kind of supernatural plant, a plant with a yield of 100,000 catties per mu, it may be able to solve the problem of food shortage."

"If we can discover other worlds, we may be able to solve the problem of insufficient living space."