I live in a desert island property

The time train seems to speed up at this moment, from a slow snail to a raging wild horse!

Day by day, month by month, year by year.

The magnificent sea of ​​demon gods,

Countless things happened.

Countless things are over.

The appearance of the Demon God [Long Wish] did not bring much disturbance, and the power it can exert at present is indeed too small.

Even if its ability is extremely powerful, it can only be incompetent and furious after being scolded at a distance of one world domain.

As the seal is repaired, its power will become smaller and smaller, and eventually it will be completely blocked from another world domain.

What's more, it was used as a toy by a mental patient once it appeared, and it was severely humiliated once, but it didn't come out much in the end.

[Long-cherished wish] Maybe something is brewing, but Zhang Ming can't control it too much, he just keeps improving the seal.

As for the restoration of the Abyss Seal, it was boring and boring, no different from conventional civil engineering, and 12,000 Honggang people worked overtime.

Zhang Ming is fighting monsters every day, occasionally picking up garbage from the bottom of the abyss and stuffing it into the moon...

Since every day is about the same, there is a sense of time and space confusion that does not know what year it is.

Occasionally in a bad mood, just lie flat and sleep.

Demon God [long-cherished wish] is unwilling to come out to accept insults, but it is less fun.

Occasionally, when I am in a good mood, I will chat with the Honggang people. Even if I don’t get drunk no matter how much I drink, I will still be mentally exhausted.

In the long-term mental tug-of-war and continuous bad luck, Zhang Ming was not as strong as he imagined, but he didn't tell others.

As for the various stories that happened during this period, they are really mixed.

"Memory Library!"

In fact, Zhang Ming is not willing to recall this long and difficult time.

I don't want to forget them completely.

So it took a little time to organize these memories into a brand new book.

If one day, the brain is rigid, dementia, and unable to accept any new knowledge, these old memories may become the most precious treasure.

"They are like old wine, the more they are put, the more mellow! One day, I will dig it out and taste it again."

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ming wrote a large line on the title page: "The years when I was trapped in the abyss and had a party with a group of bearded men, sheep-headed monsters, and demon god [long-cherished wish]!" "

Very good, nice title!

It must be a big hit on Earth!

"One sentence evaluation: In this long time, trapped in the abyss, I have been in a state of misfortune, basically there is no good news, only bad news!"

"During this long time, relatives and friends have gradually parted ways, and the earth's civilization has undergone greater changes. I seem to have become a small duckweed with nothing to rely on."

"But it's nothing, I lost my biggest weakness, I'm lying flat enough now, and nothing can knock me down!"

Zhang Ming paused for a while, describing those unlucky past events.

"When I was 54 years old, Comrade Li Xianfeng passed away. This guy's cultivation qualifications are really poor. He died at the age of 100, which is considered the end of his life."

"Li Xianfeng explained this long ago, but I can accept it. The parting is just for reunion. I am not worried about Li Xianfeng's afterlife... I hope he can have a successful career."

"Because of that set of broadcasting equipment, it is relatively rare to be able to contact me, so it is managed by Wang Fumin."

"Of course Lao Wang's work is quite busy, and he doesn't have much time to broadcast. I can only let the original girl announcer continue to broadcast the news for me. Without the company of Li Xianfeng, I always feel that something is missing, but the world will never end The banquet. I hope he will have a good birth and we can meet again in the future."

As for the girl's announcer, Zhang Ming didn't know her surname or her name, so he had no choice but to refrain from writing.

He actually misses Li Xianfeng's voice a lot.

Zhang Ming thought for a while, and then wrote: "When I was 59 years old, Qin Yiwei, who was in power, became the dictator of the human world and started his long-planned cultural genocide campaign."

"He believes that diversity is the root of human division. The world only needs a few of the best cultures, but if you want to eliminate culture, it is inevitable that the contradictions between people will increase rapidly, and social trends will undergo drastic changes."

"The female announcer talked about related news, even if the official information is superficially followed, sometimes it is inevitable to be eccentric, because the whole process will definitely produce various injustices and various extreme phenomena."

"In the eyes of a bystander like me, it is difficult and cruel to eliminate diversity. Therefore, during the decades of Qin Yiwei's administration, the population of the earth has not increased but decreased."

"But to me, it's just a trivial matter. Occasionally in the radio broadcast, I know that unrest broke out in a certain area, and a racial war broke out in a certain area."

"However, these small disturbances were quickly suppressed. In the face of the Supernatural Alliance, which has an absolute advantage in terms of force, a few superpowers can't accomplish big things."

"Sometimes, grand narratives are so cruel... I'm too lazy to write, so be it."

Zhang Ming paused for a moment again, and sighed slightly.

The things on the earth, in fact, are just like this, vague and indistinct, just like looking at the moon in the water, what you see is only vague, not very real.

This thing is getting farther and farther away from him. The titles of "dictator" and "oligarch" have no sense of substitution, and it is impossible to imagine without personal experience.

Zhang Ming was born in the prosperous era of the Great Xia Kingdom, and all the memories in his life are small personal things.

What happened to the "Stalin era", what happened to the "Great Qing Dynasty", and even what happened to the 20th century are limited to historical records. If you want to truly understand the social trend of thought at that time, what did people think at that time? Very hard.

What he pays attention to and understands are only small personal matters...

Zhang Ming wrote again: "During the three years when I was 68 to 70 years old, my parents passed away one by one. When they realized that their physical condition was not good, they finally bid farewell to me through the radio."

"Actually, there's nothing special about it. What's the weather like today, what kind of food did you eat, the neighbor next door is cheating on you, and your great-grandson likes to eat leek dumplings... Oh, by the way, I already have a grandson, and the children call me uncle. "

"Oh, by the way, what's the name of my grandson... I forgot, or when I was listening to the radio, I didn't even try to remember it."

"It seemed to be an ordinary day. They waved to me who was doing math homework and I was still a student, saying that I would go out to buy groceries, and told me to get into a good university, and then stayed forever in yesterday .”

"However, I am 70 years old, and I don't even have much sadness, because I haven't seen them for 46 years. Time has long smoothed everything out."

"When I was young, I didn't actually think about life and death. From the first day I was in trouble, I had thought about these questions. Can I face my own death calmly? Can I face the pain of my loved ones? dead?"

"When this day really comes, I seem to be able to accept it naturally, except for some unwillingness."

"It happened to be on this day that the inexplicable red flame came out again, saying that it could fulfill all wishes. So I scolded it for three hours, a wise demon god naturally has dignity, I think It's trembling with anger, but there's nothing I can do, this guy is really a perfect decompression tool! I really hope that it will come out a few more times when I'm in a bad mood."

...

"Then when I was 74 years old, Lao Wang had a huge conflict with his immediate boss, Qin Yiwei."

"It may be because the long-term high-pressure policy has touched Lao Wang's sensitive heart. It may also be that too many people died, and the people's living standards are deteriorating, and Lao Wang is increasingly dissatisfied. The conflict of political views caused the two parties to part ways."

"Old Wang was transferred to an idle department. The brotherhood of so many years has been exhausted like this."

"I heard about it on the radio, so I called him and asked what happened."

"Old Wang smiled wryly: My hands were stained with the blood of my compatriots. I was deceived and cheated, and I committed almost all crimes against humanity, but he still didn't think it was extreme enough. He wanted to kill more, more people!"

"I'm speechless. In Lao Wang's eyes, the human world may be about to collapse, but I can't feel it. I even think it's just a trivial matter."

"Perhaps, on a longer time scale, this story is just a small wave in the long river of history. The so-called death and sacrifice are just that price. History will not record that price."

"Even, on a broader scale, looking at the entire Sea of ​​Demon Gods, the things inside human beings are really just insignificant things."

...

"Then when I was 82 years old, another unfortunate incident happened. The broadcast that accompanied me for 48 years stopped broadcasting for more than a month, so I was very anxious!"

"Through the consciousness of Gaia, I contacted Lao Wang, and then I realized that the original radio station was actually broken."

"That radio station has been working for 58 years. None of the parts inside can be replaced. Once replaced, the Gaia consciousness will not recognize it. After 58 years of tinkering and use, it is finally dead and can no longer be used. gone."

"Okay, this may be the biggest bad luck in my life, I can't get real-time information from the earth."

"The dark red flame appeared in time, indicating that it can fulfill all wishes. So I pointed at Sang Huai and scolded it for two hours, which made it tremble all over, and the flame deformed...haha, but I won't do it again next time." I scold it, I want to yin and yang it, praise it fiercely, let it enjoy happily!"

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