I live in a desert island property

The solemn auditorium is spotless. Once you enter it, you can feel the quiet and majestic atmosphere. There is only a small tree standing on the round altar.

It is close to withering, but it stands upright, exuding a kind of maternal sacred luster. Every time you approach it, you can feel a sense of security as deep as a wanderer returning to his hometown.

Zhang Ming still doesn't know what Xuanwu did at the last moment, which made the magical little tree and Xuanwu's body merge into one.

Even those Yanjiao people who fled could not take this little tree away.

"Ma'am? I'm leaving soon, thank you for your protection during this time."

"I hope you can always protect the Xuanwu family and let them grow up."

"I don't want the rest, the source of the world left by the great sage, I took it away."

Zhang Ming took out the "Source of the World" hanging on his chest, which was only a bright spar the size of a quail egg.

It is a precious legacy left by the Great Sage of the Flaming Horn Clan.

Zhang Ming has long discovered the true purpose of the source of the world - "shelter"!

When its ability is activated, it can create a hidden sheltered space.

At this time, most of the life forms in the outside world will not be able to observe and find this "shelter space".

This kind of protection ability is very powerful, it is equivalent to carrying a world with you!

Because of this, the source of the world has great political significance in the eyes of the Yanjiao people. As long as the "source of the world" is not exhausted, the fleet will never sink.

Of course, the "source of the world" is not the real world, and the energy contained in it is limited.

Zhang Ming didn't know how long this mysterious spar would last, anyway, it was right to save as much as possible.

"I hope you and I can both survive in this withered universe... If I come back one day in the future, I hope to see you again, a healthier you."

The small tree that was close to withering did not move at all under his prayers, without any response.

After all, Gaia in this world has no self-awareness, does not show obvious preferences, and has no emotions.

Zhang Ming also knew this, so he just prayed for peace of mind.

On the contrary, Comrade Shimama, who was at his feet, rolled onto the altar with a "gululu" and hammered the illusory world tree vigorously.

Immediately, a section of branch and a withered leaf above fell down and floated into Zhang Ming's hand.

This leaf is between illusion and reality, and you must concentrate to grasp it, and it has a silky feeling of gold leaf to the touch.

Lao Zhang was startled immediately, his eyelids twitching: "Hey, you... leave a little inheritance for your descendants, why did you hurt the World Tree? What are you doing!"

Shi Mama paused, and said some inexplicable words: "*...￥ @\u0026*"

(Your achievements are recognized by it, this is the gift it should give you.)

(If you still want to hear the broadcast from the earth and find your way home, you need the guidance of this world leaf.)

Zhang Ming frowned, and the hallucination of Lingyu appeared in his mind.

The world is equivalent to individual "bubbles", "floating" on the sea of ​​demon gods.

But at the beginning, the moment the earth fell into the mysterious area, the whole world seemed to be thrown into the water, and the ships and planes in the marginal area were thrown away.

That's why the plane carrying Zhang Ming suddenly flew from the earth to the Xuanwu Continent.

It's a magical coincidence.

At that time, the earth plane and the Xuanwu Continent passed by, and there was a subtle intersection.

The Gaia consciousness of the two parties has also produced a subtle interaction. After all, both parties are presented in the form of a "world tree", which is actually quite rare.

"You mean, this leaf is a medium of communication between the two parties?"

"Haha, in fact, I can find my way home by following the drifting bottle, but with this device, the direction will be more accurate."

Zhang Ming readily accepted the gift.

Shimama rolled a few times, and said some complicated spiritual words: "￥\u0026% # "

(With this leaf, you can use the power of the will of the world to communicate with some special life forms, including the life in your hometown and the life in Xuanwu Continent.)

(Of course, the 'source of the world' is required as a price.)

"Equivalent to... being able to make a phone call?" Zhang Ming was shocked.

Of course, in Shimama's introduction, calling through this leaf is conditional.

First, the user must be recognized by the consciousness of Gaia, an individual who has made great contributions to the entire world.

Otherwise, who the hell are you, if you want the world to help, will the world help?

However, this point is easy for Zhang Ming. Whether it is the Xuanwu Continent or the Earth World, he has already gained quite a high degree of recognition.

Second, the communication object must be a special individual.

"Gaia" doesn't have real self-awareness. It can't distinguish ordinary individuals among all living beings, that is, people like Zhang Ming's parents are so ordinary that it can't figure out who they are.

This is like the cells in the human body. Most of the cells can be regenerated and replaced, such as red blood cells, white blood cells, muscle cells, and liver cells.

Humans don't care about the aging and withering of these cells, and it is impossible to distinguish whether a cell is withering or not.

But there are also some cells that are special, the retina, neurons, and so on.

The same is true for "Gaia Consciousness". It cannot perceive ordinary individuals of all living beings. Only special individuals can be recognized by it and choose to communicate.

Third, Zhang Ming had to pay all the expenses himself, and it was impossible for the operator to pay.

This fee is naturally the energy in the "source of the world".

"The conditions are so harsh..." Zhang Ming frowned slightly.

In this way, he only had a few people he could communicate with.

On the other side of the earth, Wang Fumin should be a special individual, but Lu Tuyu may not be counted, because he is not special enough.

Li Xianfeng is not sure.

On the Xuanwu Continent, Lao Bai, Dao Scar, and some other big turtles are considered special individuals.

Now that I can make a phone call, most of the sadness of parting disappears immediately.

He bowed slightly to Xiaoshu: "In short, thank you very much!"

"I'll take my leave."

As the footsteps receded, only a small tree remained in the solemn auditorium.

Just like thousands of years ago,

Not a speck of dust remained.

...

"How to obtain the source of the world?" Zhang Ming sighed lightly, and asked Shi Mama, "It should be quite precious."

Shimama didn't really want to answer, it only liked to repeat the reading, and didn't like to organize the language by itself, but at this moment, she reluctantly said: "It should be quite precious."

(The source of the world comes from the gift of the world. Those who have made great achievements can generally obtain a small amount of the source of the world in this world.)

(Or... kill the world!)

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, killing the world? With his current strength, it is impossible.

The vitality of the Xuanwu Continent has been seriously injured, and asking for more "source of the world" is equivalent to excessive grabbing.

He is still reluctant.

Just sighed and stepped forward.

Many turtles were singing in a chorus in the square, hitting drum-like things with their heads.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Like a regular symphony.

After so many years, Zhang Ming really taught them many things, such as fire, medicine, writing, language...

Also includes physics, chemistry, biology, geography!

It even includes the current beating of gongs and drums, and the chorus!

Dozens of large stone tablets stand beside the auditorium.

With the help of Shi Mama, the words on the stele were all written in "spiritual language", recording a lot of knowledge!

When touching the slate, the scene of Zhang Ming teaching the turtles will be restored in his mind.

Beside the stele, there is also a stone statue carved by Lao Zhang himself, which is lifelike and carved in almost equal proportions.

It's not that he is too narcissistic and must erect his own statue here, but he wants to give the turtles born later a chance to learn.

The current group of turtles all know Zhang Ming.

This is not the case for the turtles born later. They don't have the concept of "human" in their minds.

"Spiritual language" is not omnipotent, the basis for generating illusions in the mind is to have corresponding "concepts".

Just like a modern person, explaining to primitive people what is OpenAI and what is Chatgpt, if there is no ready-made computer, explaining it for a hundred years may not make sense.

The tortoise born later, without seeing Zhang Ming, couldn't form the concept of human beings.

But with a statue, they will soon have the corresponding recognition: "Oh, this is the imparter of knowledge, a human being, a creature", and thus learn the content of the stone tablet.

Zhang Ming touched one of the stone slabs, and a mysterious spiritual illusion appeared in his mind: "My friends, hello everyone, my name is Zhang Ming, an ordinary human being. I once came to this deserted island and signed a contract with the Xuanwu clan. Deep friendship, now imparting all kinds of knowledge, I hope you will avoid some detours in your future development."

"Today we learn a thousand words that are common."

"Writing is an important carrier for passing on knowledge, and it has the function of connecting the past and the future and guiding the future..."

The characters are naturally Chinese characters, and 1000 common Chinese characters can basically complete 96% of daily writing.

As for the rest, if necessary, this group of turtles can also create their own, there is no need to stick to the rules.

Next slate: "Hi everyone, today we are learning about medicine."

"First of all, we need to know what is a cell and what is a microorganism... How does a turtle egg hatch into a baby turtle? How to tell whether a turtle egg is a white egg? Why is there a bacterial infection? How to prevent diseases?"

Zhang Ming couldn't help smiling when he read this knowledge.

Next slate: "My friends, today we study mathematics and physics."

"I have to say that only a smart tortoise can learn today's content. An unintelligent tortoise, don't waste your time here. Of course, wisdom is a kind of power. If you are interested, you can also challenge yourself... "

The next slate: "Today we learn the common characters of the Yanjiao people. After learning these characters, we can read the classic books in the auditorium. But I have to say that the Yanjiao people are a civilization that has not yet had a science."

"Their experience summary is not the absolute truth in the world, we need to look at the content dialectically."

"Even the knowledge I mentioned is not the absolute truth, and it may be overturned in the future. Please, everyone, don't worship blindly!"

A total of... 27 stone slabs!

Zhang Ming really wrote all the knowledge he could impart on the slate!

Even that very shrewd, very demanding old white turtle couldn't find anything wrong with it, really... more than enough.

Now the old white turtle is obsessed with math problems and cannot extricate himself.

It fell in love with mathematics madly, and when it saw Lao Zhang coming over, it just raised its head, and then indulged in its own world.

Or, it actually...

I don't really want to say goodbye.

Zhang Ming understood this mentality, so he didn't say hello to Lao Bai: "Shimama, how long can this spiritual language last? It won't be effective in a few years, right?"

Shimama said so much of her own words, it is really annoying, it is just a repeater!

After fiddling for a long time, I finally came up with an inexplicable word: "World."

However, Zhang Ming understood that the "world" would find a way to maintain the operation of the slate.

Because the world needs a smart civilization.

The world has also recognized the value of these slabs.

A world without civilization is worthless and shatters at the touch of a finger.

The Xuanwu clan is the last civilization in this world.

"I can rest assured that!"

Along the way, the tortoises kept using their heads, beating gongs and drums to send off.

There are also some elegant female turtles, holding eggs one by one in their mouths and giving them to Lao Zhang, all of which are white eggs without embryos.

The reproductive ability of the Xuanwu family has never been very high. Only one or two eggs in a nest can grow embryos, and there are a lot of white eggs.

Zhang Ming has eaten countless white eggs in the past few years, and he has no attribute points to increase.

However, he accepted it happily, because these eggs have a long shelf life, two or three months, and no matter how bad they are, they can be made into salted turtle eggs and eaten slowly in the future.

Boarded the sailboat, raised the sails, and in the farewell of all the turtles, Zhang Ming shouted loudly on the sailboat: "Goodbye! Goodbye! If you have anything to do, you can contact me through World Tree!!"

"When you encounter a monster that is too strong, don't rush to fight it, and you will not worry about no firewood if you keep the green hills!"

"Don't forget to farm, especially those herbs, don't go extinct!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The old white turtle who was obsessed with mathematics also stood up, hiding among the turtles and secretly looking at the boat, Xiaobai, Zhang Ming, and Shi Mama.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The group of turtles also kept shouting on the shore, and a few of them swam into the water and chased them all the way.

Propelled by the wind, the boat slowly moved away from the coastline.

Everything is quiet, and the day of setting sail has really come, and the day I have been thinking about has finally come.

In Zhang Ming's heart, there was a fragmented feeling that was unreal and gradually becoming reality. This feeling shattered like glass with a bang.

He took the first step towards the vast and hopeless moat...

The sky is blue with a few soft clouds floating, the sea is calm and the wind is not strong.

However, it was just this first step, and he seemed to have lost something. For so many years, it was like a ridiculous dream, which continued to expand like a memory bubble, occupying his entire mind.

He didn't even dare to look back, didn't dare to look back for the last time... the familiar island of the turtle.

...

Suddenly, Zhang Ming heard the group of turtles on the bank roaring in unison, and the shocking sound woke him up from his absurd dream.

The huge scarred tortoise hit the drum with its head, and the group of tortoises actually played a chorus song.

Zhang Ming heard what they were singing, it was the sailor's song he often taught them, tears flowed down his face.

"Bitter sand, the feeling of blowing on the face."

"Like my father's scolding and my mother's crying, I will never forget it."

Shimama heard the tortoise's chorus, rolled onto the mast, and played it like a tweeter.

The old voice seemed to be heard by the whole world.

"When I was young, I liked one by the sea,"

"Roll up your trousers, step on the sand with your bare feet..."

The little white turtle also jumped onto his own exclusive balcony, yelling at the group of turtles.

Zhang Ming wiped his tears, stretched his arms, and jumped to the roof.

Yes, today should be happy, not sad.

"He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing."

"Wipe away your tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams."

"He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing,"

"Wipe away your tears, don't ask, why..."

The chorus of farewell continued until the wooden sailing ship became a tiny black speck and gradually disappeared on the coast of the world.

In the afterglow of dusk, he finally, finally... stepped towards a larger, boundless world.

When he came, it was a deserted island.

When he left, it was another sea.

In just eight years, primitive tribes became civilizations, symbols became poems, and calls became songs.

...

(The first chapter, "Xuanwu World", is over!)