I live in a desert island property

This smile almost made me angry!

Zhang Ming's body is too weak now. Not a single organ is intact, so "man's dignity" is the only priority for repair. However, even though this thing was repaired, it feels useless, which is regrettable.

"Say hello to the humans for me and tell them I'm still alive."

"Okay, if there's anything else I want to say, I'll tell you."

Zhang Ming thought for a long time and found that there was nothing to say: "I hope that these civilizations can cooperate smoothly... and tell them that I am not dead yet, that will be enough."

As for using the body of the Space-Time Insect to jump to the planet, Zhang Ming did not talk about it for the time being. It is not a bad thing for humans to prepare more back-ups.

What if he was trapped in the Burial Realm and couldn't get out?

Jia Jinjin, who was on the other side of the screen, said: "It's a small matter, I'll tell you right away."

"Well, as far as I know, the human side is developing quite well... Zhong Shan has bought a hundred years for this community. They should not waste these hundred years."

"Well, the disaster in the Nether Realm is indeed terrible. Moreover, I heard that there are other disasters from the Demon God, which have broken out in other world communities... It is getting more and more difficult to survive these days. We are developing, and the Demon God is also slowly It has spread, time waits for no one, and the environment is getting worse."

"What disaster?" Zhang Ming asked doubtfully.

"That disaster is called the Twilight Disaster. The sun is frozen at dusk. Once it breaks away from the protection of the world, it will immediately turn into a madman, jump into the sea, and then sink to the bottom of the sea. Even extraordinary people cannot survive this disaster. This disaster is worse than The disaster in the Nether Realm is even more terrifying. Extraordinary people can last for a long time in the Nether Realm, but they cannot last for more than a minute in the Twilight Disaster."

"Fortunately, this disaster happened far away, so it won't affect us for a while..."

Zhang Ming's face changed slightly. He didn't know if the disaster at dusk was caused by the demon [Dusk] he knew.

In the end I could only sigh.

Gu Shunjing coughed and said, "Brother Zhang, we have to evacuate from here. I hope we can meet again in the future."

"Oh, by the way, Jia Jinjin, let's just give this communicator to humans. Then Brother Zhang can contact them directly."

"My communicator is very expensive!" Jia Jinjin yelled, holding his sack, "Okay, that's okay, you Gu Shunjing will compensate me."

"Tell you quietly that Zhong Shan and Lan may not necessarily die. It's just not certain. The specific situation is unknown... Maybe there will be a chance to meet in the future!"

After the phone call, something on his mind came to light. Zhang Ming was filled with emotion. He really had to rely on friends when he was away from home. In the past, it would have taken him an unknown amount of time to investigate to get this information, but now, the way home is immediately available. .

"Da Mother City, Jia Yushi..."

However, for a while, he was unable to go to the Mother City because his current state was too bad.

Let's rest in this small village for a while, and it won't be too late to set off again when we're almost recovered.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Zhang Ming began to recall the shocking battle.

He found that he still had many shortcomings. If he wanted to become stronger, he must further master the third rule of the devil.

Otherwise, no matter how good the foundation is, it will be a waste if it cannot be used.

From this perspective, Zhang Ming is quite diligent, and he is simply a typical example of hard work and unremitting study.

"First, study the space cutting ability."

"Pah, ah, ah, ah!"

In the inaudible sound, Zhang Ming opened up a different space.

This alien space is only the size of a fist and can carry a certain amount of matter.

But it is almost impossible for this alien space to suddenly explode and hurt people.

If the real space is compared to a piece of paper, then the "different space" is the product of artificial folding and extension on the paper.

After stopping the energy injection, the different space will slowly dissolve into the real world, just like a drop of water dissolving into the sea, and will not explode in space directly.

He tried many times in succession, but failed to cause a big space explosion in another space.

"Brother Hao's alien space is also non-aggressive."

"In that case, how do the Space-Time Insects fight?" Zhang Ming was confused.

He projected his soul onto the red moon.

At this moment, countless rules are linked together, as if to welcome the arrival of the core.

Zhang Ming has become the true master of the moon. This is his home ground, a place that can fully accept him. The rules that used to be scary are now as docile as sheep.

Zhang Ming controlled his "new body" somewhat awkwardly. He felt like he had a thousand hands and a thousand legs, and his brain was completely exhausted.

In the past six months, Zhang Ming himself has absorbed nearly 10,000 units of "sources" amid the huge changes in history.

But in fact, there is more space-time tidal energy that is absorbed by the moon.

After all, the "War of Ten Thousand Seas" was a major event that affected the entire world community. How could it only bring in a mere 10,000 yuan?

This part of the space-time tidal energy is converted into the energy required for various movements of the moon.

Zhang Ming estimated that the moon may have 30,000 to 50,000 tidal energy in space and time, which is not a small number. Moreover, the moon's energy utilization rate is thousands of times higher than his own. The "source" of 30,000 to 50,000 can already do a lot. Something happened.

Slowly, Zhang Ming found his true pulse.

The first thing to do is to repair the wounds caused by the Time and Space Insect being attacked by the Pillar of Heaven.

Otherwise, the moon would be covered with wounds and would continuously feedback "pain", causing Zhang Ming to become a little insane.

Under the intertwining of the devil's rules and the tidal energy of time and space, the wound recovered extremely quickly, and red hot magma was ejected from a certain gland.

In just five seconds, the big hole made by the Pillar of Heaven was filled with red magma and healed directly.

The price is that the energy accumulated in the "War of Ten Thousand Seas" is almost exhausted, leaving only about two to three thousand, only a fraction!

"This costs up too quickly!" Zhang Ming's face turned pale and he couldn't help but complain a few words.

"How can I use up all the baht and use it like sand...I repaired my own body, and I still dig at it. Repairing the demon god's body is really expensive."

Fortunately, these "sources" all belong to the demon god, so there is no way to take them out, but it doesn't hurt that much.

The recovery speed of the Demon God is also almost incomprehensible. As long as you have money, such a big wound only takes 5 seconds - of course, the premise is that you have money, you have money!

How did the Time Worm die? Live and die in poverty!

In addition, the recovery of the wound does not mean the true recovery of the Demon God.

Because the most important rules were taken away by Zhang Ming.

Just like a computer, if there is no operating system, no matter how complete its hardware is, it will not be able to start.

"Now there's finally no pain."

As the rules continued to resonate, Zhang Ming slowly entered the state. He suddenly felt the control authority of this huge body, or that there was an additional "instinct".

This "instinct" is very cold, without any warmth that belongs to humans. The body of the time and space insect expands rapidly, linking all kinds of weird demon rules in an indescribable way, and feeding this massive amount of information back to Zhang Ming's body. In the mind.

"Hungry!"

This is the first keyword that Zhang Ming thinks of.

This "instinct" is very hungry.

It needs to absorb more energy, and the two to three thousand point sources currently reserved are simply not enough.

Once the energy is exhausted, it will have to fall into long-term dormancy.

Zhang Ming's self-will was directly defeated by this massive hunger instinct.

The cold "hunger" replaced him and began to control the huge body left by the insect of time and space. Various organs are recovering from a long sleep, the moon is constantly vibrating, flagella stand up toward the direction of the universe, red light flashes, and more organs and tissues are growing.

The complete body of the Space-Time Worm is actually not the shape of the moon, but the shape of a giant centipede, just as described in the myth.

It's just that the current energy is simply not enough, and it cannot evolve to a complete body, so it shrank into a moon.

It started looking for civilization and trying to hunt.

The cold "instinct" kept invading Zhang Ming's consciousness, and suddenly touched the "mental black hole" in his mind. The "mental black hole" remained motionless, generating a huge gravitational force, and for a while, the "instinct" of the time and space worm was completely destroyed. "It's fixed.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Zhang Ming regained control of "I".

He felt the silent changes in himself and broke into a cold sweat.

"Fortunately, there is a spiritual black hole to defend myself, otherwise I would be taken away by the devil's rules..."

Even this kind of "seizing" is unconscious, just an instinctive manifestation of rules. Just like the genetic instinct, people will eat, drink and poop when they are born. However, the instinct of the time and space insect is too powerful. Without the mental black hole to suppress it, Zhang Ming's consciousness will be directly submerged.

"It will be safer to let Miss Calabash accompany me next time... I don't know how I will die like this now."

However, it was a blessing in disguise, because various body functions were reactivated by "instinct", and his connection with the time and space insect did become closer.

Originally faced with a thousand hands and a thousand feet, I didn't know how to control them, but now I can use my fingers like arms.

Countless flagella surged slowly, dividing the space, and the moon quickly moved a distance forward.

The speed is about 60,000 kilometers per second, directly reaching sub-light speed, and it is not teleportation, it seems to be the legendary curvature navigation!

It feels so refreshing, just like driving a Gundam!

There is a slight layer of separation, it is not a real body, but it is connected to the heart.

Zhang Ming enjoyed the joy of driving a Gundam. This can be described as true freedom and ease, and it enhanced him in all aspects. As soon as a thought comes out, as if there is a divine response, thousands of flagella surge, creating ripples in the space. In the chaos, there seems to be a star road opening up, and the void becomes the background. The universe is so big, who can block my way?

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the insect of time and space stretched out a flagellum and punched through a space passage.

The red moon teleported a million kilometers in just one second!

Zhang Ming was thoughtful: "With such a large volume, it is difficult to find a naturally existing space point. You must forcibly open a space channel to teleport, but the energy required is too high..."

"But curvature sailing is different. It is a low-energy consumption method of movement."

"With the combination of the two, even a body as big as the moon can have super high mobility."

The only pity is that the appearance of the Time and Space Insect is too ugly, which is completely inconsistent with Zhang Ming's aesthetics. If this big insect were regarded as a real body, even Calabash Girl might be disgusted and complain about it.

This time and space insect is really not ordinary ugly!

"Nothing in the world is perfect."

Suddenly, due to improper operation, one of the flagella suddenly broke, making a soft "bang" sound.

The black giant that was 10,000 meters long hit the surface of the planet hard, causing the earth to shake slightly.

Zhang Ming slowly recovered from the mysterious state of freedom. Controlling so many flagella to move together was too much mental exertion, and he was a little tired.

"Why did it break..."

Zhang Ming let his soul drift over and carefully observed this flagellum. Its cut was extremely smooth, like a mirror that had been cut off by something. The cross-section even reflected the surrounding starlight.

"Is it because I am not familiar with the rules that this flagellum broke due to excessive force..."

This flagellum is so hard that even if nuclear bombs are used to bomb it, it can only make a small gap.

But now, it breaks suddenly...

If the reason for the rupture is figured out, can it be used to attack the enemy?

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Zhang Ming suddenly became excited. He carefully recalled the control process just now and analyzed the specific details.

Slowly, a mysterious inspiration came to my mind.

"This flagellum just now seems to have touched a two-dimensional structure in the space-time rift..."

"Dimension, it must be the reason of dimension!"

"I'm really smart...cough, cough, cough!"

Coughing violently, Zhang Ming felt like he was going to cough up his lungs.

In addition, the time of groping has been long enough. If the soul does not return, he will really become one with this thing.

Zhang Ming quickly withdrew his soul from the Time and Space Insect and returned to the real world. He waited for a long time before regaining his composure.

Although he knew he should rest, Zhang Ming couldn't bear his curiosity and began to "dig holes" in the small room.

Silk threads like spider webs appeared in the space.

Unlike a spider web, it does not fluctuate back and forth in the breeze, as if it has a constant existence.

These spider web-like threads are also in different spaces, but they cannot be used to transport matter because their dimensions are not three-dimensional!

Some of them are two-dimensional, and some are simply one-dimensional!

Three-dimensional matter cannot enter lower-dimensional space.

So this two-dimensional space has the function of "cutting".

This cutting ability is determined by physical rules. Unless an object really has the ability to enter the two-dimensional world without being damaged, it will not be cut by space.

"Haha, isn't this just a two-way foil?"

"It's just that this two-way foil cannot spread to the outside world and cannot move."

Zhang Ming's face showed an abnormal rosiness. He took out Jia Huanghuang's space sack and took out an extremely hard golden ore.

This thing is called "adamant topaz", and as the name suggests, it is famous for its hardness. Civilizations with backward technology don't even have the ability to process this stuff.

Throw it away gently.

When the diamond touched the black thin line, it was immediately cut open, just like a piece of tofu, effortlessly!

"Good guy, isn't this Dimensional Slash? It can cut through anything, even immortals can be killed instantly!" Zhang Ming was happy in his heart.

"But these thin lines cannot move. How can I make these two-dimensional spaces move quickly in the three-dimensional world and attack the enemy?"

"You can't just dig a trap and wait for it, right?"

Zhang Ming fell into deep thought.

His speed in creating two-dimensional space is not very fast. He can create a 2-meter black line in one minute, which is considered good.

After all, he is not a real insect of time and space. Just like he runs on two legs, he can't compare to other people's rockets.

"Either try...one-dimensional space, or four-dimensional space, five-dimensional space, six-dimensional space? Let's see what changes will happen in higher-dimensional space."

Zhang Ming felt that his brain was overloaded. It was difficult to imagine four dimensions. Higher-dimensional spaces could only be described using mathematics.

But he was overjoyed and eager to try.

At this moment, the sound of "dong dong dong" was heard on the door. Zhang Ming was still immersed in his research. He thought it was Miss Calabash and responded smoothly.

"Please come in."

"Mr. Zhang, I am Guo Dazhu. We have something to discuss with you..."

Guo Dazhu outside the door opened the door, but before he could enter, he opened his mouth and turned to stone.

Because the door to the room that was pushed open was cut open by an invisible thing!

He simply couldn't understand what had cut open the door to the room and couldn't see it!

It broke into three pieces with a "snap", and the cut was extremely smooth, just like cutting tofu.

Guo Dazhu couldn't help but touched his neck. If he broke in rashly, wouldn't his head fall to the ground? He couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound.

Zhang Ming was also startled and slapped his head. Because of his negligence, he almost died!

He quickly took back the spiderweb-like two-dimensional space.

"Wait a minute, don't come in!"

In fact, once these spaces are created, they cannot be directly recycled like matter. Zhang Ming can only use his third magical power to forcibly smooth out the traces of the two-dimensional world and let them dissolve into the three-dimensional world again.

In Guo Dazhu's perception, there seemed to be waves of hot wind swimming back and forth in the air. Mr. Zhang, who was sitting on the chair, had a leisurely look on his face. The breeze surrounded him. With a gentle wave of his hand, the room was suddenly calm. The dangerous hot breath disappeared.

The strong man who can kill the ghost mother-in-law really has a lot of mysterious power!

"Mr. Guo, what's the matter?" Zhang Ming said politely.

He picked up the three wooden boards that had fallen to the ground, and took out an iron ingot from Jia Huanghuang's sack.

Zhang Ming dug out a few nails from the iron ingot with his bare hands, pressed the nails into the wood with his fingers, and finally connected the wooden boards together, and the door was repaired.

Perfect!

Guo Dazhu was stunned for a long time and didn't react.

How much strength does it take to forge a few nails with bare hands? If we had this kind of strength, we wouldn’t have to worry about the Night of One Hundred Ghosts.

"Mr. Guo, what's the matter?" Zhang Ming asked again, "Do you want to eat the fruit there?"

He did not dare to neglect, and said quickly: "Mr. Zhang, thanks to your profession, our Qingshi Village suffered relatively small losses during this Hundred Ghost Night, and we still have a little bit of energy left."

"According to the past rules, we need to organize a caravan immediately and help around. If no one helps those villages that have been hit hard, more people may die."

"I wonder if you... have the idea of ​​going out for a walk. After all, this road may not be peaceful. Hehe, it's okay if you don't go. It's up to you." Guo Dazhu smiled honestly.

It turns out that this is to invite him to come out.

Zhang Ming thought about it carefully and realized that he was idle anyway. He felt bored staying here: "These rules of yours are quite interesting. Help each other. Who made them?"

"It existed a long time ago...I don't know who it is."

"Does your Qingshi Village have an ancestor named Zhong Shan?"

Guo Dazhu was stunned for a moment and replied: "Mr. Zhang, to be honest with you, the history of Qingshi Village is only a hundred years."

"It was a group of fleeing victims who settled down after discovering the big bluestone... Those victims are our ancestors."

"As for these weird rules, they are also passed down from the ancestors... Some villages abide by them, and some villages are clever and only abide by the rules that are beneficial to themselves, like this kind of rules for organizing caravans..."

He smiled bitterly: "But if everyone doesn't comply, it will only be a matter of time before they are destroyed."

"Some hurdles are actually not big. With the help of external help, it is easy to overcome."

"But if there is no external force and you fall into a pit, you may never get up again."

Zhang Ming thought about it and admired their optimism: "Okay, I just want to go for a walk. But my legs and feet are not very convenient now. I have to stay on this ship to recuperate most of the time. If something happens, I still have to You solve it yourself."

"Of course!" Guo Dazhu said happily. This Mr. Zhang is indeed a very good person.

…

…

The news that the village was going to reorganize the caravan soon spread in Qingshi Village.

The reconnaissance team of Xiong Ba Civilization discovered new trends in the village, and everyone became nervous.

Several very concealed drones, disguised as birds, wandered around the village several times and were almost shot down by children's slingshots.

"Idiot, don't use the drone to make regular circles! Do you want to kill everyone?" A grumpy Ursine reconnaissance captain punched his subordinate on the shoulder.

"Yes, sir! I parked the plane in a tree."

"Idiot, don't use the drone to look directly at the strong man, and don't stare at a certain person!" The grumpy captain punched another bear in the chest.

"Strong people like that are very sensitive. If you glance at him with a drone, you might be discovered!"

"Observe the villagers carefully and don't get too close."

This bear soldier was rough-skinned and thick-muscled, and it didn't hurt even after being punched. He immediately saluted and yelled: "Yes, sir!"

I saw the villagers holding weapons, wearing armor, and looking fanatical. They even brought out war drums.

Immediately afterwards, an amphibious ship slowly sailed out of the compound.

All of a sudden, all the bears became nervous!

What do these villagers want to do? They are making such a big fuss. Are they trying to attack them?

Impossible, unless the creature related to the demon god takes action personally, these villagers should not be their opponents...

After all, they are a technological civilization with high combat power.

"That person was probably in the amphibious ship... and did not come out."

"Wait a minute, sir, I saw our world will clone! It it it it..." The face of the scout team member changed and he roared extremely loudly.

The faces of these bear men changed drastically, and the leader yelled: "What happened to the will of the world? Tell me quickly!"

I was so anxious when I was half-said!

"It was...basking in the sun leisurely...and there was a turtle playing with it next to it."

The team leader suddenly slapped him with a big mouth: "Since nothing happened, can you stop making such a fuss!"

"Yes, sir!"

…

"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and a rare village event was held in the small square near the main ancestral hall.

For most young people, organizing a caravan is a matter of honoring their ancestors. The caravan bears responsibilities and obligations, can earn a good reputation, and can also earn money to find a wife, so why not do it?

There are also some elderly people who feel sad and have many discussions in private.

"There are many difficulties and obstacles along the way, but it's good to be close. It's more familiar."

"If you go to a strange place and don't know the local rules, you will most likely lose your life. Hey!"

The burial world is really dangerous and there are rules everywhere!

But they can't stop it. After all, forming a "caravan" is really a very glorious thing, and you can gain knowledge, money, and honor.

If a person has no glory in his life and is not even qualified to brag and spank when he gets older, that would be too tragic.

"What's more, with the protection of Mr. Turtle, and Mr. Zhang watching from the side...it's okay. Mr. Zhang beat all the ghosts and grandmothers to death, and he can also beat any other parents-in-law to death." These villagers comforted themselves.

There are not many specialties in Qingshi Village. Apart from dried fish and shrimp, there are only some local grains and salt from the salt fields.

So Xiaobai kindly donated a batch of antibiotics and medicinal materials. These medicinal materials alone were of immeasurable value, and this was how he gathered enough trading resources.

"Master Turtle, your property is yours, and our trade goods are actually enough. The caravan has its own rules." The villagers were grateful.

In addition, labor force is also a major trade commodity. After simple training, young men and women can also make money by selling their labor force.

The guide was Guo Dazhu, captain of the militia. He had a lot of business experience and had been to many places, so he was not so easy to overturn.

After walking around the village, Zhang Ming felt more and more that this world was very magical. At first glance, it looked like a world with backward technology, but the villagers actually moved a satellite TV out of the large ancestral hall!

It was covered with dust and had obviously been broken for a long time.