I live in a desert island property

"That's all right, I have to find a way to find a higher level to enter the tower and obtain higher authority."

"You help me translate the contents of these booklets first. Just translating, it shouldn't take too much effort."

Zhang Ming rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and found a lot of colorful papers.

Because time has passed for too long, less than one in ten files can recognize the text, and most of the useless information inside.

Most of them are various personal files, some official administrative news, and data tables such as project progress.

Shi Mama roughly translated it with a cadenced old voice.

"Learn to understand and improve skills, and take responsibility as a practical effect - the majority of students deeply study the quotations of "sages" and deepen their ideological construction"

"Strive to build an important advanced demonstration construction highland! "

"Deeply grasp the new trend of "Insects of Time and Space", and wholeheartedly build the Pillar of Heaven! "

"The list of current "last wish" vacancies is as follows..."

Old Zhang was shocked.

"I can actually see this here." Zhang Ming, who listened to the radio every day, seemed to hear Li Xianfeng's familiar voice.

He wondered if Shi Mama was translating carelessly on purpose.

But there is no evidence...

But the content of this article, after Zhang Ming listened to the general idea, he always felt that he didn't know the so-called feeling.

Obviously wrote a lot of words, but reading it is the same as not reading it?

There are also specialized researchers who have categorized "last wishes", and there are a total of 16,000 categories, just like the parts of a machine.

Some special psychological experts will guide compatriots to transform the "last wishes" after death into corresponding wonders.

The data in most tables are all these messy things.

In a race that attaches great importance to "last wishes" and regards last wishes as treasures, it is naturally very important to control the underlying thoughts.

While Zhang Ming was amazed, he had to admit that this race is pretty... In fact, unity is also quite powerful.

Even in the eyes of foreigners, people can become computers, remote controls, wall reinforcements, glowing lights after death...

But they are done if they want to, and foreigners have no right to judge anything.

"However, how can I bypass the verification process...to obtain a higher identity authority?

"Theoretically, as a homeless person, I can get some permissions. Just because the hosts died, the program got stuck?"

Zhang Ming scratched his head and touched his ears, feeling very anxious. He searched through the materials for a whole day, but couldn't find a suitable solution.

The sky was getting late, the sun was gradually setting, and the crimson moon fixed on the tower once again burst into dark red brilliance.

In fact, Zhang Ming didn't really want to spend the night here, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and use the ability of "Splitting Soul".

He wants to use the soul daughter body to directly read the memory of a certain spar, and he doesn't want to continue to fiddle with it slowly...

The sequelae of reading memory, not small, but very useful.

However, which spar is the soul possessed?

Zhang Ming was in a difficult situation...

There are so many spars in the room, from the walls, to the door, to the lights on the ceiling, which one can read effective memory, he has to make a serious choice.

The man in black was sitting on the workbench, the spar on his head was still shining, it could be seen that this man's status was quite good.

Possessing the soul spar, maybe you will know the reason for the sudden death of the people in the room.

Zhang Ming was even quite curious as to how he died, as if his vitality had been drained suddenly.

However, after pondering for a long time, he dared not.

Because after the soul is possessed, the illusion it brings is as real...

Even Zhang Ming, who has "lightning control", can hardly resist this kind of terrifying illusion at the soul level.

The more outrageous and miserable the death of the person concerned, the more damage Zhang Ming himself suffered from mental backlash.

If it was a terrifying power at the level of a demon god, causing the man in black to die suddenly, as a result of mental backlash, Zhang Ming might not be able to bear it, and he would directly become a vegetable.

"Be careful, there are plenty of opportunities, so there's no need to be too anxious." In the end, he chose a spar on the office desk, which was quite rich in supernatural fluctuations.

After pressing the spar, the screen-like device on the table would light up directly, asking him to enter the password.

This thing is like a computer, but obviously, this kind of supernatural computer made with the "last wish" is much more durable than human semiconductors.

"It's just you, as long as you are not directly killed by the demon god."

With a light flick of Zhang Ming's finger, the soul body jumped onto the prismatic spar.

Not in a hurry to let "Ziti" get in, Zhang Ming took a deep breath, took Shi Mama out of the tower, and ran back to the Wupeng boat.

The sun gradually moved westward, dragged by the two big turtles, and quickly moved, leading him away.

The relationship between the soul daughter body and the body is vague, and they are connected in an unknown way.

As the distance increases, the difficulty of manipulating the soul daughter body will increase, and the amount of information obtained will naturally decrease.

Seeing that the awning boat was about to leave the area covered by the red moon, Zhang Ming felt a little relieved, and controlled the soul daughter placed on the table from a long distance, and drilled into the spar.

Sure enough, just like last time, an indescribable piercing pain flooded into my mind, and the pain from the soul level was beyond the ability of human will to resist. Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhang Ming's body broke out in cold sweat instantly, his whole body twitched violently, and he let out an "ah" in his throat.

Shi Mama didn't reread it this time, maybe she was exhausted from the previous review of history, and said "ah" in surprise.

"No...it's okay, I'll ask the pelicans to get me on board later." Zhang Ming endured the turmoil in his mind, and tried to squeeze out a few words from his throat.

A huge amount of memory information from a blue crystal person poured in!

Zhang Ming persevered in this tide of memory information, trying hard to keep himself and acquire more memories.

He even turned on the function of "memory library", intending to record the information completely.

Gradually, a picture appeared in front of my eyes.

Sure enough, it was another blue crystal man's last memory before his death.

...

"Instructor, instructor, wake up! Wake up!!"

"Dad! Dad!" There were soft cries in my ear, both men and women. .

"Ah, wake up, ah! Wake up!"

He tried hard to open his eyes, his consciousness was hazy.

In a bright room, an old man was lying on a hospital bed, and the room was surrounded by colleagues who were seeing off their children and grandchildren.

The old man regained his sobriety as if returning to the light, and said in a hoarse accent: "Don't be sad, everyone. I have passed away and my children and grandchildren are full. I have completed my meritorious deeds and made a lot of achievements."

"There's nothing to be picky about in this life."

"The only shortcoming is that it's just a little short of becoming a sage... It's a pity, there is no hope in this life."

"Next, I will go to the Pillar of Heaven and contribute the rest of my life. I have already made up my last wish..."

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

The old man smiled freely, and said to his descendants, especially a man and a woman among them: "Lin, well, you have good talents, and you have a little pride in your heart. Young people, it's normal to be a little proud."

"You may have heard from outsiders that their civilization is different from ours. We have to build the Pillar of Heaven when we are alive, and we will also build the Pillar of Heaven after death. You may be a little unwilling and feel that you are being restrained .”

"But, it's worth it..."

"If we hadn't built the Pillar of Heaven at the beginning, we would have been homeless. Even if our current lifespan is very short, even if we are only 'capable', we can only live for seven or eighty years."

"But as long as you defeat the worms of time and space... as long as you defeat the worms of time and space... everything, everything is worth it..."

As if realizing that his life was coming to an end, the old man on the hospital bed stopped talking, and he was concentrating his last energy to fulfill his lifelong wish.

His body glowed with a golden light, almost the same light as that of the warrior who fought against Zhang Ming, and the prismatic spar in his forehead became more and more shining.

The surrounding family members watched this moment sadly and at a loss.

It is the final moment of pride, the affirmation of a lifetime of merit.

Some government workers even came to give the old man a final farewell. A blue crystal man who looked like a leader held the old man's hand and encouraged him softly, and some psychologists also said some words of encouragement.

The whole scene actually looked a little warm.

However, in Zhang Ming's heart, there was a kind of...

fear!

Unspeakable horror!

That icy feeling of death came to his heart, coming from the claws of the god of death, strangling his throat! Capture his heart! Rip his lungs open! Open his stomach!

The great fear between life and death almost crushes everything. How can there be so many warriors in the world who are not afraid of life and death?

Finally, with his whole life's strength, his eyes filled with tears, he fulfilled his last wish.

He yelled: "Passing the torch from generation to generation can kill demon gods!"

he died.

There was nothingness in front of his eyes, even though Zhang Ming was mentally prepared, the fear of dying still lingered in the depths of his soul and could not stop for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ming, who was in a daze, touched the purple lightning bolt.

"Zi la!" Under the guidance of the purple current, Zhang Ming once again returned to reality from nothingness.

There was a bright incandescent lamp above his head, and Xiaobai and Brother Hao were looking at him intently.

"Oh shit……"

Zhang Ming rubbed the pulsating, painful temples of "Tudu", and found himself lying on the deck of the sailboat. The familiar environment brought him a subtle sense of security.

The memory read this time, even for the blue crystal man who was dying, even if he was mentally prepared, still caused him a drop of 1000 points of mental value. The great fear between life and death was really outrageous.

Zhang Ming patted his hot forehead, he knew this was the result, and he had to rest for a while.

And the big pelican standing on the side gave a proud "quack", saying that it carried Lao Zhang to the deck, why didn't he make any compensation? Not even a word of thanks?

"All right, all right, I owe you a favor, Emperor Bird... that's not right, isn't it only natural for you, Emperor Bird, to let me hug my thigh?"

Emperor Bird "quacked" once again, whoever wants your favor, get out!

However, in terms of practicality, it flew to its own deck and groomed happily.

Apparently, during the process of carrying, Emperor Bird clamped Emperor Zhang frantically a few times with his own mouth, and measured whether he could swallow it whole. The whole process was not to mention how happy it was.

Lao Zhang always felt that after being pinched by the pelican's mouth, the muscles all over his body ached a little. He resisted the trance and limped back to the bedroom to rest.

"This damn possession ability has serious sequelae. If it's not a last resort, who would want to read that damn memory!" Zhang Ming said through gritted teeth.

"sleep!"

Fortunately, this night was Christmas Eve, but nothing happened.

The next day, taking advantage of his better mental state, Zhang Ming got up early, ate some fish casually, and sorted out the memory scenes from yesterday.

The fear of death at the end of life is very deep. For the blue crystal people, the last "last wish" is like something like political correctness.

Even if you are dying of fear in your heart, you still have to roar out "passing the torch from generation to generation, you can kill demon gods", so that future generations can understand your will.

For this point, Zhang Ming is quite admirable. The so-called "one's heart is not perfect in one's deeds", as long as one's image is maintained until the last moment, the true thoughts in the heart are not too important. .

At least in the eyes of others, he is already a tall hero.

He closed his eyes and said silently: "Memory Library."

A milky white memory space appeared in his mind, and there were a lot of memories of an old blue crystal man in it.

Unlike the books in the bookcase, there is a ball of light floating in front of Zhang Ming's eyes. When he touches the ball of light lightly, he can feel quite a lot of content.

In addition to the moment of dying, there are also a large number of small and trivial memory fragments. The information he needs may be hidden in these memory fragments.

The memory of the blue crystal people is similar to that of human beings, but it is actually fragmented, like blurred gray and white photos.

Since the azurite person had died long ago, the memory read so far is not complete, and there is no logical main line. So Zhang Ming couldn't figure out the logical sequence of these pictures, they were like a movie with a completely messed up time axis, stacked in a mess.

However, it can also be analyzed that the most important memory of a person is actually childhood.

Parents spend most of their childhood with their parents, so parents are very important to a child's development. The blue crystal man's parents are very strict, and the chicken baby phenomenon is a bit serious, which makes him feel a little inferior.

Zhang Ming sighed: "A person's whole life's effort is to integrate his character that has been formed since childhood."

Another important thing is ideological and moral education. From the age of about 8, Lanjing people have to receive political edification and learn about "last wishes", "pillars of heaven" and "devil gods".