I live in a desert island property

Chapter 125 The spoils on board (additional 1720)

This dark blue "soul spar" is several times heavier than gold!

But it is actually the same thing as the crystal powder obtained earlier, nothing more than the difference in energy density.

Naturally, Zhang Ming didn't dare to eat it indiscriminately. If his soul suddenly went out of his body, under the sunlight, his lifespan would be directly deducted by 10086, but he couldn't eat it and walked away.

He just took a small bottle and carefully put away the crystal powder completely, there was nothing left.

Turning his head again, where is that corpse a human being?

But a strange creature with the head of a donkey!

The donkey's long tongue was hanging out, and it had human-like limbs, and it didn't wear clothes or trousers at all. However, all its limbs were severed, its eyes were blind, and its chest was wounded by electricity. These were the traces left by the battle just now.

Shi Mama stuck to the back of the donkey, not knowing what she was doing.

Lao Zhang couldn't help cursing loudly: "Hey, idiot! What's the matter with you, you will also be in an illusion, you are useless too."

"I knew I shouldn't expect too much from you!"

After being yelled at by Zhang Ming, Shi Mama woke up like a dream, and rolled out from behind the donkey's ass.

It seemed to feel ashamed, and after buzzing and trembling for a while, it jumped up violently like a rubber ball, and trampled on that donkey's head viciously!

Even repeats Angry Pelican with a "ga" growl!

"Why, that's my trophy. Donkey head meat is also delicious, so don't spoil it." Zhang Ming said angrily, "Let me go, I'll bleed it."

"Huh?"

Due to the different viewing angles, this magical donkey skin actually emits colorful and magical light.

"Will it change color? And some kind of supernatural phenomenon?"

Zhang Ming cut open the monster's artery with his spear, and bright red blood gushed out like a fountain.

Most of the monster meat needs to be bled to taste, otherwise the strong fishy smell is really unacceptable. This is also the lesson of Zhang Ming's years of cooking. While the body is still hot, hurry up and finish bleeding.

Of course, the blood of these monsters should not be wasted, and it might be used for other purposes.

Zhang Ming took out two mineral water bottles from behind, poured out the clean water inside, and took about a liter of blood.

While doing these chores, Shi Mama has been very quiet, and seems to be very dissatisfied with her performance just now.

Zhang Ming sighed in his heart, after all, Shi Mama was not the real Xuanwu, and he would be tricked.

"This is normal."

"Even Xuanwu from the past is not invincible in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods, let alone what is left behind after Xuanwu's death."

The scene just now may not be an illusion in the complete sense.

Maybe it also includes things like hypnosis, psychological suggestion, real light and shadow, so that it can be half-truth and half-false.

Because the surface of his own skin also showed large areas of electric scorching marks, his muscles ached, and even his eyes burst into tears.

With these physical injuries, pure illusions cannot do this.

After draining the monster's blood, Zhang Ming leaned against the wall, rested for a while, and smiled at Shi Mama: "It is said that there was such a physiological experiment in the past, covering the eyes of the prisoner, dripping cold water on the surface of his skin, Then tell the prisoner that it is hot water. At this time, inexplicable signs of burns will appear on the surface of the skin."

"If you use a knife to cut the prisoner's skin, and then play the sound of dripping water, tell the prisoner that he is bleeding. Even if the wound has solidified long ago, under the constant psychological hints, some prisoners will really suffer from anemia, even in despair. die..."

"This principle is not an illusion, but a psychological suggestion..."

"People's self-awareness is really a very magical thing."

Shi Mama said: "It's a magical thing."

Fortunately, the battle scars left on the surface of the skin were not obvious, and after about half an hour, most of them had recovered.

Zhang Ming picked up the spear again, fiddled with the donkey-headed man's body a few times, and confirmed that the blood of this guy had been drained several times before he felt relieved.

"Shimama, let's go, let's go into the cabin and have a look... But I reckon, there is no serious danger, you help me be on guard."

Zhang Ming would not say anything to comfort him, trust is the greatest comfort.

Shi Mama rolled up again and stuck to Zhang Ming's ass.

It's really on full alert this time!

Zhang Ming dragged the donkey-head monster's body to a dark place, walked along the corridor, and entered various rooms.

Checking the rooms on the deck one by one, the bedrooms are clearly showing signs of use, and there are even some food residues on the tableware.

"Fish scales, and some bones."

After being possessed by the monster, the human beings actually imitated the daily activities of human beings and moved on this ship!

This made Zhang Ming quite uncomfortable. All kinds of quilts and tableware were dirty, and the monsters obviously didn't pay much attention to them, and they didn't wash them after using them.

In the original cold storage, there are still some foods that are close to rotting, including birds, fish, and some unknown sea beasts. The stinky rotten smell can be smelled from a long distance.

Zhang Ming searched for these smelly places, feeling that his mental value was constantly declining, and he could only activate the "rotten lovers" who were basically useless.

Suddenly, the stench turned into an aroma.

The rotten meat is like the beef in a hamburger, exuding an attractive aroma.

"This skill is really abnormal." Lao Zhang rolled his eyes.

These stinky meat should be kept here by the monsters.

It's just that the freighter has long been out of electricity, and the large cold storage has no fresh-keeping ability at all, but they still store all the food here according to their past habits.

"It's just superficial, without imitating the essence... Fortunately, it's just an imitation."

etc!

Zhang Ming stopped and took a deep breath. How did monsters imitate humans? Once these human beings are possessed, they must die.

"Could it be able to read part of the memory?"

Imitation is the most basic learning. Human babies also learn language and characters from imitation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming felt a little restless.

A species that can read memories and learn from humans is creepy to think about.

"Where is this place, the bathroom..." Zhang Ming pinched his nose and took a few glances.

The excrement in this small room is piled up like a mountain, and these monsters don't wash it away with water after shitting, let alone clean it up manually.

They only know that this is the bathroom. Over the years, dozens of tons of feces may have accumulated?

Nothing unusual was found, so he bit the bullet and left.

But his expression turned serious.

Things are getting weirder and weirder, and the scene is very similar to the "living dead" described by Wang Fumin.

"The possessed monster actually has some living habits of human beings..."

"It may be because there are not many people possessed, so the knowledge it has learned is quite limited, and it is limited to imitation."

"If the monitoring can be restarted, maybe more truths can be known."

Zhang Ming groped for a long time, and found several spare large diesel generators under an open platform similar to a gas station.

Next to the generator, there are several sealed diesel barrels.

"It is said that gasoline and diesel will also go bad. I hope they can still be used." Zhang Ming rubbed his hands, using the relics of human civilization and modern electric technology, he was a little inexplicably nervous. I am used to the life of savages, and it is really too far away from the civilized world.

Even this large freighter has already left civilized society...

Pour the diesel into it, press the button a few times, but there is no response, it should be because the battery of the generator is exhausted.

Finally, in the toolbox next to it, I found a "Z"-shaped iron rod, inserted it into the hair hole, and turned it manually a few times, just like turning an old-fashioned tractor, to guide the power generation.

Suddenly, the sound of "rumbling" sounded.

The light bulbs in many rooms lit up, and there was really electricity!

He couldn't help speeding up the pace of the search.

On such a large ship, there seemed to be... no living things other than himself and the flies in the cesspit.

When he walked to the cargo warehouse in the belly of the ship...

Immediately, I took a few deep breaths, and my heart was beating in surprise!

He saw a neat row of electric cars, all of them—feel the powerful power of electric cars, choose Niusla!

Counting carefully, there are a total of 5,000 "Nusla" cars!

In addition, there are piles of charging piles, all packed in cardboard.

A lot of auto parts, including batteries, fenders and things like that.

There are also car maintenance items such as roller oil, engine oil, and paint.

The monster didn't have much interest in these things, and they just piled them up for so many years, and didn't take them apart to study them carefully.

"One car is converted into 200,000 yuan, 5,000 vehicles, worth... 1 billion? Are 10 small goals completed like this?"

"It's a pity that it's of no use to me." Zhang Ming was both excited and emotional, and touched a white car with his hands. The smooth and cold metal feel made him unable to put it down.

He was originally just a laborer, but he still found time to get his driver's license.

If you follow the original historical trajectory and work for a few years, electric cars are still affordable.

But now...

"Ordinary people can't afford it. Lithium ore is already a scarce resource, which is used to make hydrogen bombs. The price of electric vehicles has also risen to a level that ordinary people can't afford."

"let's go."

After groping for a while, Zhang Ming finally found the monitoring room, which contained quite a few computer screens and several computer hosts.

Zhang Ming raised his throat and tried to turn on one of the computers. The long memories flashed across his mind like gray and white photos.

Once upon a time, he spent 24 hours a day, except for 8 hours of sleeping, and spent the other 16 hours in the company of electronic products.

but now……

After pressing it a few times, it won't open, it should be broken.

The electronic product is broken, and Zhang Ming really can't fix it.

He could only open the case and remove the hard drive first.

He turned on another one, and was overjoyed, the screen lit up!