I live in a desert island property

Chapter 109 The Day of Departure (addition 1220)

"The three bottlenecks may take many years, and may not be broken through in a lifetime. In fact, I don't have such a high inner motivation. I just follow the trend of the times."

"So it was like this, the busy days passed by in a hurry, I seemed to have forgotten my wife's death, and I didn't think about continuing another one. Even though there are more and more singing and dancing around, they don't know that I am [The Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil] ], maybe they will be killed at any time."

"Occasionally I see Lu Tuyu and your sister's married life, and I'm quite envious."

"That day, my daughter suddenly asked me, Dad, when are we going to the amusement park? Before I knew it, she was already in junior high school, and she will take the high school entrance examination next year. She is a big girl."

"I told her, Dad is busy with work, you can go with your classmates."

"I just discovered some psychological changes in myself."

Zhang Ming sighed slightly.

Wang Fumin continued to write in the letter: "In the past, I should have said, we will go this weekend or next weekend, and you can bring your classmates. I am a person who loves my daughter very much, but now I have to focus on Because of work, I want to climb my status higher.”

"The ability of [Sky Fiend Lone Star] still brought me some psychological changes. I actually want to live like I used to, but I don't dare. If my daughter also has misfortune...then, I will lose the motivation to live gone."

"I can only focus on work."

"The past is gone forever, and the past me is gone forever."

"Your galleon should be ready soon, right? I look forward to meeting you one day."

"Wang Fumin, leave a note."

Zhang Ming heaved a long sigh, full of thoughts, copied this letter into the "memory library" and treasured it forever.

"Today is the day for my departure, Lao Wang, I will definitely treat you to a drink when we meet."

Good luck tricks people.

In eight years, a lot has indeed changed.

Compared with the grand narrative of the entire earth, the small personal incidents encountered by these relatives and friends can actually touch his heartstrings even more.

He doesn't have any feelings about war or anything like that...

No matter how many deaths there are, they are just numbers, no different from those in video games.

After sorting out the memory, I spent more than an hour to take care of my personal luggage. In fact, it was nothing, just some shipbuilding tools.

Most of the important supplies were put into the big shells.

There are also some tools, such as alcohol stills, balances, abacus, etc., which are all left to the turtles, and perhaps they can use these in the distant future.

He solemnly shaved off his beard, trimmed his hair, took a bath and changed his clothes.

Then, those bottles and cans left here were polished and polished!

The sense of ritual is very important.

"Ah~~ (Hurry up, good ink! Today is the time to set sail, everyone is waiting for you!)" The little white turtle roared anxiously outside the room, as if he was more anxious than himself.

"Come here!" Zhang Ming walked out of the house refreshed after shaving.

From the high slope, he saw a huge wooden ship—a large sailing ship built by himself!

A large group of turtles are playing happily around the sailboat. You can bow your head, and it will do so, and you can hear "ahhhhhhhhh" everywhere.

After spending so many years, these big turtles gradually accepted that Zhang Ming was going to leave. When the day really came, they became frantic and excited.

Zhang Ming was also very excited. He rode on the scarred turtle that rushed over, swam to the sailboat, and put all the tools on his body in the warehouse.

"My friends, today is the day to set sail."

"I have taught you all the knowledge that can be taught. I have also recorded the content that I don't understand on the slate. If you have time to review it, don't delay your homework!"

"Ahh!" A group of tortoises swam excitedly beside them, as if they wanted to compete with the sailboat in swimming speed.

Zhang Ming inspected every corner of the sailboat excitedly.

The length of this ship is about 40 meters, the width is about 6 meters, it has three large sails, and the deck skin is covered with a layer of aluminum alloy.

The supplies in the cabin are full, ranging from repair materials to food and water.

I have to say that a real sailboat can sail even against the wind!

When sailing against the wind, adjust the angle of the hull and the sail at the same time, and the wind force against the wind can be decomposed into two forces: one pushes to the side of the hull, and the other pushes to the bow. Offset, another force pushes the hull forward towards the bow.

Every once in a while, change the direction of the hull and sails so the boat follows a "zigzag" course.

In nautical science, this kind of sailing method is called "sailing the boat".

"It's not in vain that I have learned so much theoretical knowledge!" Zhang Ming raised his sail and walked around the sea, very satisfied with the sailing effect.

Even though he has tried the voyage many times, when this day really comes, he still has an indescribable sense of heroism and a subtle sense of unease.

The two contradictory feelings mixed together and turned into reluctance.

The material of the wooden boat is made of the most corrosion-resistant and strongest wood "water pine" on the island, and its surface is painted with a thick layer of resin to further resist the corrosion of seawater.

As for the sails, they are made of fish skins accumulated from years of hunting.

The mechanical structure of the hull has been carefully planned and designed, and there are multiple waterproof compartments in the cabin. Even if some of them are flooded, the sailboat will still not sink.

This is the crystallization of wisdom and sweat!

"Xiaobai, this is your room."

Xiaobai yelled "ahoo" and jumped excitedly onto a balcony.

This balcony is made of ancestral tortoise shells, and it can be considered a supernatural wonder. It is said that it can guide it to better practice the "basalt breathing technique", and it also has a certain protective effect.

Xiaobai's room is actually quite simple, except for the balcony and a large water tank, there is no furniture, and even... there are air leaks from all sides!

As a descendant of Xuanwu, it is resistant to heat and cold, and an overly comfortable living environment will make it feel at ease.

This is also after the old white turtle personally planned, let it live a miserable life of fear every day.

"Shimama, this is your room." Zhang Ming pointed with his finger.

Shimama's residence is a kennel.

The black stone rolled over reluctantly.

Then, directly against gravity, rolled onto the mast, pretending to be a radio.

"Okay, wherever you are, don't live with me."

Zhang Ming really doesn't want to live with it, the repeater suddenly becomes obscene, it will make people's blood pressure explode, and they will have a stroke!

As for his own room, it is naturally spacious and bright. There are beds, tables, bookcases, and some wood, stone and other raw materials in it. In his spare time, he can entertain himself, carve wood carvings or something.

There is even a final insurance in the bedroom where Zhang Ming lives - a large shell of a strange object.

The big shell can float on the water. If the boat really sinks, he can only swim back slowly with the big shell on his back-hope that day will not come.

Next to the bedroom, there is a large warehouse, which contains water, food, various raw materials for repairing ships, and various throwing weapons. There are more than a thousand sharp fishbone spears, which are not considered good things. Even if you miss it, you don't feel bad.

There is also a vegetable garden on the deck, and the vegetables produced can provide balanced nutrition and supplement vitamins.

"A perfect big ship!" Zhang Ming deeply praised the fruits of his labor.

In fact, he can also build bigger ships, but the time it takes is too long.

His productivity alone is too limited, those stupid turtles can't help much, he really doesn't want to spend decades to build a bigger boat.

In this way, after all the inspection items were completed, Zhang Ming drove the sailboat back to the island, and finally worshiped the sickly "little tree" that was close to withering—that is, the "Gaia Consciousness" of this world.

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(Thanks to the big brother "Sannan Baldhead" for the reward of Baiyinmeng. The debt has not been paid off yet, and a new QAQ has come. The productivity of the donkey is not enough, so we can only pay it back slowly. Thank you!)