I live in a desert island property

The staff on the other side of the headset was both happy and worried: "It's already 3:30 in the afternoon, you have to find a way to leave this world."

"We expect the sun to go down at 5:20 in the afternoon!"

"Well, I know. You keep an eye on this corpse and notify me of an accident."

"I'll go inside and carry some things out."

Zhang Ming basked in the sun, and only after the black air on his body dissipated did he sneak into the corridor of mirrors again.

With the death of the overlord here, it seemed that something vague and shadowy was approaching this room.

"Do shadow beasts also have territory divisions?"

Not daring to delay, he quickened his pace and began to trot.

Then he teased the little gourd in a good mood: "Why don't you say a word, are you paralyzed from exhaustion like Shi Mama? Or are you scared by the monster?"

【Well, people... Humans, I don't care what monsters look like, after all, I'm a monster myself. 】

【I'm just a little afraid of this darkness. I don't like this kind of environment very much, and I'm also a little worried about your sudden death... Then I have to take your body to see [long-cherished wish], I really don't want to see it now [ Long-cherished wish] That face. So, humans, please be careful. 】

Zhang Ming laughed, and came to the large room at the end of the corridor, where there were a large number of unknown creations, some in the shape of pyramids, and some like set-top boxes of TV sets. He even saw some light and shadow stones, and some paper objects. material.

These paper materials are a bit fragile, and they are turned into large pieces of dust with a light touch of a finger.

Zhang Ming could only tiptoe and be more careful.

Theoretically, at the end of a defensive corridor, there should be a surveillance room, or in other words, a special room responsible for recording incoming and outgoing data.

Zhang Ming is not worried about this. A civilization that can survive a disaster for a period of time must not be too bad.

He asked the gourd lady to spit out the big shell, and then kept filling the big shell. The nearby shadow beasts were clearly gathering slowly in this direction, but due to the majesty of the past overlord, no monster dared to sneak into this room to attack him for the time being.

It wasn't until the room was cleaned up that he carried the big shell on his back, hummed a little tune, and left the room.

【Mr. Zhang, are you happy now? 】

"It's okay, I haven't slashed monsters for a long time, and it's cool to slash once in a while... Of course, it's also because this monster is really strong and has a sense of accomplishment. The monsters I encountered in the past were too weak."

[Well, I can understand. However, if you encounter an enemy you can't beat, you can let me swallow you. My defenses are much stronger than yours. 】

"Okay, I won't be polite, don't worry."

After coming into the sunlight and pushing the metal gate back again, Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief—the frightening journey was rewarding after all.

At this time, the black air on the corpse that had been exposed to the sun had almost dissipated.

The once huge worm has now turned into a lion man with a lion face, more than three meters tall, about two hundred kilograms in weight, and wearing a tattered battle uniform.

Zhang Ming knew this species. In Shimama's spiritual language illusion, one of the seven races that held a meeting was called the Moses civilization.

It should be a relatively powerful race with individual strength, but for some reason, it turned into a shadow beast?

Zhang Ming fiddled with the corpse a few times: "Shimama, don't each of the seven civilizations have unique technology? What is the unique technology of this lion man?"

The stinky stone was so tired that he was about to collapse. When he was chased and asked like this, he couldn't help cursing: "How do I know? Wait, let me think about it... It seems to be a technology of weaving fibers. You see the plush on their bodies Well, using this kind of hair, we can weave special fibers, which have extremely strong defensive properties, as well as some industrial uses..."

"Is this considered a unique technology?" Zhang Ming muttered to himself, and turned over the lion man's body with an axe. The black air billowed like thick smoke, and even if he held his breath, it was stinky enough.

Fortunately, he is a master at picking up garbage. He has picked up countless weird garbage, and he is even in the mood to joke: "Devil God, save me!"

"Wish Demon God" has been hiding in the corner, reluctantly floated over, and then felt that the lion man was too smelly, so he pretended that he couldn't help, and floated away secretly.

"Slap!"

A small book suddenly fell out.

Zhang Ming suddenly felt a little worried, and found a booklet from the lion man's clothes? !

It was densely filled with incomprehensible words.

"Hmm... the text in the front is fairly neat, but the text in the back is a mess. Maybe it's the diary of the writer who was trapped here?"

Zhang Ming picked up the booklet carefully.

This book seems to be made of special materials. I touched it with my fingers and found that the strength of the fibers is extremely amazing, and it didn't emit black air in the sun.

Is it the so-called unique technology?

Zhang Ming didn't bother to think too much. He put all the items and the corpse on the deck of the ship, started the engine, and prepared to leave.

It is now exactly 4:30 in the afternoon, the sun is gradually moving towards the west, and the black mist on the deck is gradually disappearing. The corpse has become a dry skin full of holes, and the bones inside, especially the skull, still have some remains. , As for the flesh and blood, there is nothing left.

Until five o'clock, before the sun set, the thousand-ton destroyer finally sailed out of this world.

The intense heart palpitations disappeared.

The Sea of ​​Demon Gods has turned into a safe place, and it is truly an impermanent world.

However, just to be on the safe side, Zhang Ming didn't join the rear team directly. He decided to self-isolate for a while. There was an infectious disaster, so he couldn't be too cautious.

Comrade Zhong Yunlong on the opposite side of the screen said with some shame: "You have worked really hard. The information we explored this day may take us several months. I don't know how much the investigator's life will be spent to get it... Wait we will A doctor will be sent to examine you."

Zhang Ming actually had a good time playing, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, but we still need to consider safer ways of exploration in the future. I can't do all the investigations, let me do it."

Zhong Yunlong immediately said: "We are thinking, since these creatures are almost inactive in the sun, is it possible to use an unmanned excavator to directly dig into this continent...and find the information inside?"

"Of course, this way of exploration is a little slow. According to the data just obtained, the mirror protection corridor may have a depth of 20-30 meters. In addition, this continent is almost a large piece of suspended metal, which is quite thick. We use excavators, Earth drilling machine, it may take a long time to fiddle with."

"In addition, we are also manufacturing a special light protection device, which is expected to be manufactured within half a month. This time we have indeed obtained quite a lot of valid data."

Zhang Ming said with a smile: "If it can reduce casualties, it's okay to be a little slower. Anyway, you can figure it out... I'll take a photo of the diary on this lion man and send it to you, and hurry up to decipher the text inside."

"Think about the rest for yourself. If you need my help, just say hello."

"Understood. If you have any written texts over there, you can take photos of them all and send them together. The more texts, the better."

Zhang Ming rummaged through all the drawers and found some musty text files.

It's just that they were polluted quite badly, and when they touched the light, they began to emit black air, which quickly evaporated and dissipated.

Zhang Ming quickly held his breath, took a bunch of photos with a "click click" and uploaded them.

"Well, these texts are barely readable. Isn't there any text with pictures?" Several professors next to Zhong Yunlong said with rosy faces.

"Just find these." Zhang Ming spread his hands.

While these experts were excited, they were also a little worried.

This diary only has a few thousand characters, and with these materials, it may be less than 100,000 characters, so it is too difficult to decipher.

But no matter what, they must complete this work!

That means...the future of humanity!

...

After Zhang Ming finished transmitting all the information, he turned off the video call.

Soon the sound of a "rumbling" helicopter sounded from the rear, and several doctors in protective suits checked his body data - various X-rays, CT, etc., and there seemed to be nothing particularly strange.

After all, Zhang Ming's physical data is a bit outrageous, and it doesn't make much sense when viewed by conventional standards.

"Xiaoye, that black air directly pollutes the soul, and it can't even be cured! If you are polluted, the people from the Abnormal Investigation Bureau will cut off your head with one knife without any hesitation."

Zhang Ming recognized one of the genius doctors, a student of the University of Knowledge, surnamed Ye.

Because she is relatively young, only 26 years old, everyone calls her "Little Yezi", but a genius is a genius after all, and she is already a master at 26 years old.

To scare young girls, the uncle likes this one the most.

As a result, the little girl was not frightened, but those from the Anomaly Investigation Bureau were frightened half to death——Where did we start with a knife, and it was unambiguous? Is it such a bad impression?

Dr. Ye said with a smile: "Ahem, Mr. Zhang, my white coat is wrapped like a brown bear, and I didn't say a word. How did you recognize it? Well, I'm going to do a psychological test now, please answer truthfully, I will Confidential for you..."

A bunch of pictures appeared on the screen.

"Which of these girls do you think is more beautiful?"

"Hmm...how come there are still pictures of monsters. This one is pretty nice."

A soft girl with white tender big breasts, wearing a beige sweater, and long fluttering hair, Teacher Zhang really likes this one, and it hasn't changed for so many years.

Dr. Ye felt relaxed and felt that Lao Zhang had no major problems.

As long as sexual fetishes are still human beings, then it's not a big problem!