I live in a desert island property

Another hour passed.

The coast guard ship patrolling nearby finally arrived long ago. The familiar dark blue uniform has not changed much for so many years.

But the appearance of these national personnel gave Zhang Ming a strong sense of security. The rescue team, the official rescue team, came to save me!

Of course, the coast guard ships of this era are different from those of the past, with more robust personnel and more complete equipment.

This ship may have a displacement of 1,000 tons, and the words "Southeast Coast Guard No. 0192" are written on the side of the ship. Its speed can reach 100 kilometers per hour, and it is equipped with a large-caliber rune rifle. When it comes to criminals who do evil, a shuttle of bullets will hit him, which is guaranteed to blow his head. Even if they encounter ferocious mutant creatures, they can still fight with weapons such as rune rifles and high-pressure water guns.

The captain of the detachment headed by him is named Jin Kaixuan, an S-level strongman, who is only one step away from breaking through the limits of human beings. He just met the old Lin family. In fact, most of the coast guards and fishermen in this sea area know each other a little bit. Things are the same in any era.

The Coast Guard and Fishermen Symposium is held every year, such as the fishing moratorium, the maintenance of militia forces, etc., all require the support of the people.

The old father of the Lin family jumped on the boat, passed out a few cigarettes, and told what happened to them.

"Huo, caught a high-quality Gaji fish? Good luck, Lao Lin!"

"As for this guy..."

Seeing Zhang Ming on the rubber boat, Jin Kaixuan narrowed his eyes slightly and activated his "Eagle Eye" - his natural ability to easily capture various details that cannot be observed normally.

The condition of the skin is a little tense, and it has indeed been soaked in sea water for a long time; the expression... is joyful, but at the same time calm; there is a small knife hanging on the waist, which has rusted after being soaked in sea water, and it seems to be just an ordinary knife.

Should... not be a desperado?

Even with a high probability, he is a master?

Jin Kaixuan was slightly taken aback.

The first reaction of the desperadoes when they see them is to run away. The so-called "evil does not overwhelm the righteous", the official power of human beings is still very strong, and it is difficult for criminals to perfectly cover up this subconscious fear.

And this man in distress, currently showing quite normal emotions, seems to be... a person who fell into the sea?

"Hey, where are you from, what's your last name, what's your first name? Why did you end up here?" Jin Kaixuan asked loudly, throwing a rope over.

"The Sea of ​​Demon Gods... capsized, forget about the rest!" Zhang Ming grabbed the rope tightly, and slowly pulled the entire rubber boat over.

Hearing this answer, Jin Kaixuan frowned and shouted, "I even forgot my name? What's the matter with you, where's your ID card?"

"I really forgot, sir! I also lost my ID card. I have nothing on my body, only this knife... These days I rely on fishing for a living. When there is a shortage of water, I just suck up some water from the fish. Fortunately It’s raining, I really forgot everything, I’m exhausted, sir, take me back to land quickly, sir!”

Jin Kaixuan was a little hesitant. Seeing his hoarse voice and describing some details, it seemed that there was a slight possibility?

Anyway, no matter what, they can't leave people in the ocean.

Jin Kaixuan can be regarded as a bold person with high skills. He glanced at his companion and waved his hand: "You insert your knife into the mineral water bottle, then wrap it in a plastic bag, and throw it over."

Zhang Ming obeyed obediently. In fact, the knife in his hand was indeed just an ordinary iron knife, forged by himself, and it was rusty.

The coast guards inspected the knife and found no major problems. After discussing for a few minutes, Zhang Ming was finally allowed to board the boat.

"Stay honest, there are still some inquiries after returning to land."

"As long as you're not a wanted criminal, it's not a big problem."

"Send someone over here to take notes."

The four members of the Lin family were recycling the rubber boat. After hearing this, they sent graduate student Lin Fangzheng to take notes.

Zhang Ming, who had returned to human civilization, was sent to a single room and locked up.

He listened to the footsteps coming and going in the corridor, and his mind was calm.

There is a sense of calm joy.

In this way, he returned to the human world, ordinary, simple, and quite good.

These people are all his compatriots, and they are talking about interesting stories that happened these days, for example, a certain person gambled and lost all his property, a certain person made a lot of money in some business, and a certain person was arrested for a crime...

A day's patrol work is quite boring, and every day is repeated back and forth like a top, and only gossip can relieve the tired mood.

Especially the survivor who was picked up at the end brought them an interesting topic of conversation.

People are discussing whether this guy is a gangster, whether he has real amnesia or fake amnesia.

A fishing boat followed behind the coast guard boat.

The Lin family made a fortune today, a mutated Jiaji fish, they had to bring it back and raise it as soon as possible. The transaction price of live fish is naturally much higher than that of dead fish.

So the family was chatting excitedly, the vast sea is really a magical place full of hope and disaster.

All in all, although a full 151 years have passed, humans still fished Zhang Ming back from the vast sea.

Your Excellency the Extraordinary should rest.

It's just resting, thinking about nothing, not practicing, and not using the dream technique to chat with gourds, just sleeping.

A soldier glanced into the room, and saw that the unknown man was lying on his side and fell into a deep sleep, occasionally blinking his mouth a few times, hardly sleeping peacefully.

"Looking at that sleeping position, I know that this guy is probably not a bad guy."

"That's not necessarily the case. The bad guys are tired of running around, and it's the same when they are finally caught."

In the next room, Jin Kaixuan said to Lin Fangzheng who was taking notes: "Well, you guys did a good job. People nowadays, if someone falls into the water, they must be saved."

"What if he really lost his memory?"

"Don't worry, we have a lie detector in our bureau, and if we apply for a person who can distinguish lies, can he pretend like this? When the time comes, you can swipe your face, press your fingerprint, and scan your iris, and you will be able to find out who he is. Who is it? It’s really impossible to do a genetic test, you can always find it.” Jin Kaixuan smiled slightly.

The coast guard ship sailed quickly in the sea, and the propeller turned up layers of white waves, leaving a long ripple in the sea.

After finishing their work, they were idle anyway, and the two chatted instead: "You guys have a good harvest today, and there is something to talk about in the town again, haha."

"Captain Jin, have you been in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods before?"

"You mean mercenaries? Alas, that place is really difficult to mix. Only a team of 10,000 people can resist the homeless, and it must have national power. A common non-governmental organization, a team of 100 people is a top-level team. It usually comes There are only a dozen people, and the symptoms of the homeless can only be endured." Jin Kaixuan lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said calmly.

"I won't talk about the group of people who died. Those who survived, some gathered in Yunhai City, feasting and feasting, and were drunk with money; like us, who knew that they were small and ambitious, and were recruited by the government; the rest, theirs. I never dared to take the second step in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods in my life, so I went home to open a dojo, martial arts hall, or do other things to make a living.”

Lin Fangzheng is obviously full of longing for the distant sea: "In our city, is there any... research on the breeding of mutant creatures? I really want to find out how to breed them."

Jin Kaixuan spit out a small smoke ring and continued upward along the air: "Hey, how do I know about this thing? You have to go to the farmers' markets in various cities to collect statistics. In so many cities, there are basically lucky people who catch mutants every day. Fish. There are also various underground black markets, some data is in private hands, and they won't give it to you for nothing, will they?"

"And let me tell you the truth, your strength is not enough. Even researchers who go out to investigate in groups, now at least have B-level strength, and C-level is basically not enough."

"If you only study on the earth, many things may not be researched."

Lin Fangzheng sighed, feeling sad in his heart: "It's true."

B-level standard, the body must reach 120, and the perception and spirit must reach 80!

A hundred years ago, it was a very high standard, and only a few hundred thousand people in the world could reach it, which is equivalent to one in a million.

However, a hundred years later, with the great development of human beings, Class B is no longer a high standard, and has sunk to the one-in-a-million class.

In an ordinary town of 10,000 people, there are also one or two hundred B-level powerhouses.

But for ordinary people, "one in a hundred" is not an easy statistic, just like the college entrance examination, the top 1% of people are still good talents.

Lin Fangzheng said: "Humanity's resources are still not enough...I think the potential of human beings is still not fully realized."

"That's why you want to go into farming?"

"Haha, I just feel that my parents' work is too hard and dangerous, and I want to find an easier way to make money." Lin Fangzheng smiled a little shyly.

"How can it be so easy? Even the most common mutated creatures are difficult to breed on Earth. Only in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods can the breeding speed be faster!"

"Otherwise, how could Professor Yuan Ping, who cultivated the mutated rice, have such a great reputation?"

...

Amidst the trembling and pitching of the ship, Zhang Ming Meimei took a good night's sleep. With the growth of his mental strength, he didn't require much sleep, and he couldn't fall asleep after sleeping for two hours.

If you want to sleep more, you can only use the dream technique.

He yawned, woke up from his sleep, stretched, and heard the two men whispering.

"What kind of fish is gaki? Have I eaten it?"

"The way fish are farmed..."

He closed his eyes again, and searched in the memory library for a while. He is not an oceanographer, but he has lived in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods for more than a hundred years, so he still has a lot of memories left.

Especially... Doctor Xiaobai seems to have done special research?

When bragging with Honggang people in the abyss, did you also hear some knowledge?