I live in a desert island property

Zhang Ming recalled that during his journey in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods, he often received letters from various countries’ dignitaries, and he opened one of the letters speechlessly: “Dear Zhang, I am the commander of the Onishi Kingdom. Guanshan·Bai Zhenhua! I am extremely happy to hear of your return... (Hundreds of words of nonsense are mixed in between.)

"You are sincerely invited to go to the Osi Historic Courtyard of the Atlantis State and accept a piece of property. If you are willing, we will present a manor as a gift. It is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery, and the shares of the Fuguo Foundation... We are very grateful for this."

Is this a letter you wrote long ago?

But the money in the secular world is really meaningless. With the 600 million in hand, Zhang Ming feels that he can spend forever.

Zhong Yunlong swallowed his saliva, and said: "It is my task to convey the invitation letters of major multinational companies and political leaders from various countries. I am really sorry. If you are interested, you can take a look. If you have time, you can pull it down and ignore it. Anyway. I just completed a task, you know, the work of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau also needs the support of various local countries, I can only do this, please forgive me."

Zhang Ming felt a little funny, aren't you the director of the Street Department? Why did you become the Abnormal Investigation Bureau again?

Zhong Yunlong bite the bullet again and said: "But these things of human civilization... are a little bit important... Haha, of course it depends on your mood. Anyway, you can do it if you want, and it's okay if you don't do it, just like old Like the king, no one dares to force it."

Next to them, Sun Minghan and Thor kept eating, and they became hot all over, and their mouths were dry.

It's really hard to be a leader.

Fortunately, they are not leaders, otherwise they would be able to embarrassingly buckle their thumbs into a three-bedroom and one-living room!

But in the end, Zhang Ming didn't say much, just sighed and put the pile of things aside.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't bother to make these now. What do you think, how is my meal?"

"The color and fragrance are excellent, and you can still taste the flavors from afar!" Zhong Yunlong praised, and this is sincere, "As far as I know, the stronger the monster meat, the tougher it is, and it can't be bitten. Like now It melts in your mouth and is indeed quite delicious.”

Moreover, he felt that his soul power had increased a little bit? Even the spiritual power has also increased!

This ingredient is definitely the "dragon-level" ingredient in the mouth of the snake-human civilization, and even surpasses the "dragon-level" natural treasure!

Zhang Ming asked again: "What do you guys think is an appropriate price for this meal? Of course, this meal is my treat. I just asked casually, how much price are you willing to bear?"

Zhong Yunlong was silent for a while: "To be honest, Mr. Zhang, if you know your real identity, no one would dare to come to eat. Who dares to let you cook by yourself? Do you really think you are a chef?"

"If they don't know, well...unless you hypnotize every guest, there's no way they don't know."

Zhang Ming rubbed his temples in annoyance. It seems that he is right. The big rice bucket restaurant has not opened yet, so it closed down like this?

No one dares to eat?

Am I such a devil!

...

Half an hour later, the three members of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau left with a lot of satisfaction.

Not the best results, but not bad either.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved to have escaped from prison.

"This meal is worth it, worth three years of penance!"

Although it was already eight o'clock at night, they were still in a hurry to go back to digest their food, and... to have a meeting!

Lao Zhang, he's really back, not those random memes on the Internet!

This is definitely a huge impact!

However, it is obvious that Zhang Ming is only willing to help limitedly, and he is unwilling to help without a bottom line, and he does not want to join the government. This is a very troublesome matter.

Of course, work can be done slowly, but there is no rush.

So the three of them discussed it, and felt that this trip could be regarded as a complete merit and virtue, and they were satisfied.

"Actually, we can do the work of Miss Gourd. I think Miss Gourd is approachable and easy to talk to." Zhong Yunlong said suddenly, but he didn't dare.

Because he had just done a calculation, Miss Hulu might have some inexplicable entangled relationship with Zhang Ming.

"Maybe there won't be such delicious dishes next time. If I eat it every day, maybe my strength will soar..." Sun Minghan felt a little regretful.

Thor also had some regrets: "Unfortunately, I dare not compete. I don't know what his extraordinary ability is... It would be great if I could see it with my own eyes."

"Extraordinary ability has to pay a price, so save it. I heard that the lifespan of many extraordinary people is not long. Once they work for civilization, they will not live long."

"That's right, if it were me, I wouldn't be too willing."

After discussing for a while, they found a few beautiful female workers and asked them to be in charge of connecting with Zhang Ming.

"It's still not pretty enough! Is there any kind of 18-year-old, juicy, who looks like a stunner in the world." Thor muttered beside him.

"Go away, don't make trouble." Zhong Yunlong frowned, feeling that it was still not safe enough.

He decided to recruit the two brothers and sisters of the Lin family and the two brothers and sisters of the old Zhang family, and he simply asked his acquaintances to contact him, so he felt that the matter was reliable.

After completing this work, the three of them boarded the plane back to the headquarters with some thoughts on their minds...

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On the other hand, Lao Zhang, who was full of wine and food, packed up the dishes and looked at the moonlight in the sky, feeling a sense of tranquility and comfort from the bottom of his heart.

He was going to stay here for one night with the younger generation.

Then, buy a house in the suburbs and live alone.

Although the status of elder is useful, it is no problem to stay for a day or two, but if you stay here for a long time, the two juniors are always uncomfortable.

And who likes to live with elders?

Although Zhang Ming feels that he is quite young mentally, the generation gap in identity still exists.

He is not the kind of person who is willing to be disliked for nothing.

Picking up a book in the study, Zhang's family tree, this family tree has been compiled since Zhang Ming's grandfather's generation, so many generations, there are more than 2,000 distant relatives who are still alive?

Of course, his old name, Zhang, must be the key introduction, and he has written more than fifty pages.

Zhang Ming glanced at it, and found that there were some unnecessary things written in it, including his kindergarten grades and elementary school grades, all of which had been beautified, so he could only sigh and put it down.

"History is really a little girl who can be dressed up by others."

"Are my grades so good?"

Humans are profit-driven creatures, and the fact that the genealogy is so complicated is actually because Zhang Ming's status as a "relative" is more or less useful.

Although it is impossible for the government to provide any welfare subsidies to relatives who are too far away, but with the identity of "relatives", there are more or less hidden benefits, so that others can look at them more highly, reduce bullying, or promote cadres It's easier when you're in the police station, or if you're caught by the police station, it's easier to be released.

As time goes by, the number of relatives will explode exponentially, and it may exceed 10,000 in a few hundred years.

Zhang Ming is too lazy to maintain these things, and he is not interested in having children, forming a so-called "family".

For all human beings, the thing of "family clan" is an obstacle to the development. One of the reasons for the demise of the past dynasties. Like the Qing Dynasty, it is because there are too many royal relatives and nobles. There are hundreds of thousands or millions of noble children. Royal relatives, who will work?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming thought of Lao Wang and Wang Fumin's "family" again, and couldn't help making a phone call with great interest.

"It's been so many years, and I don't know what Lao Wang is doing. Is Li Xianfeng alive?"

Because we are on the earth, using Gaia consciousness to communicate with others does not require phone charges. There is even an extra map, which can find the approximate location of these people.

Zhang Ming quickly opened the Gaia space, and found that Xiaobai, Shimama, Baize, and Pelican were still staying in the western forest.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and I still miss you a little.

As for Wang Fumin, he was in Yunhai City on the Sea of ​​Demon Gods, and seemed to be moving slowly.

He enthusiastically dialed the past.

Wang Fumin, on the other hand, quickly connected the phone.

Different from the previous communication, Pharaoh was once again in high spirits, with a relaxed and peaceful look.

His brows were relaxed, and he became more relaxed. Even his gloomy temperament changed a lot. Wearing a dirty dress, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged greasy man.

"Hey, old Wang, long time no see. I'm in a good mood today. I don't have that bitter and bitter look. I can't recognize him." Zhang Ming observed for a long time, and immediately laughed.

When the old friend met, Wang Fumin was naturally very happy, and said with some surprise: "Long time no see, it will be 28 years in the blink of an eye, and you will arrive on Earth in 2 years, right? If you hurry up, are you already in the territory of the snake man?" Already? Come back and buy you a drink!"

Zhang Ming laughed loudly: "Guess, where am I now?"

"Could it be that you... have already arrived." Lao Wang rubbed his hands together, feeling a little nervous, "Why didn't you say something in advance? We brothers have been looking forward to drinking some old wine together for a long time!"

Zhang Ming said: "I just got home today, did I pay homage to my parents and the dead family members?"

"Hey, life is short, time is really like flowing water, it takes away a lot, but you have to accept it."

Wang Fumin was silent for a while, and agreed: "Yes, alas, do you know that every Tomb-sweeping Day, I have to worship my parents, my wife, and my dead daughter. , want to scold her every day, but now that she is dead, I really miss her... After all, she was cute when she was young."

What he said was true, sad and a little funny.

"Then the grandchildren also started to die, and the younger generation also died, so I'm still alone..."

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, flowers bloom and leaves scatter, good or bad lives, each depends on its ability, don't care too much. Unless it is the kind of serious illness, find a way to get it right, and don't care too much about others."

Zhang Ming said with emotion: "You really think about it."