I live in a desert island property

The gourd monster seemed to be hearing such a miraculous thing for the first time, and the golden light on the complex lines flickered a few times, seeming very happy.

It asked without thinking: [Then I'm not welcome! 】

【I want to know, what happened behind this story that caused you to break up with that girl? 】

【Didn't you like her very much back then? Why didn't you have a baby? According to the consistent tradition, shouldn't one have many, many children and live a happy life? 】

How could it be such gossip?

Is this gourd as virtuous as Shimama and old goat?

Zhang Ming couldn't help sighing with his forehead: "Because at that time, I only valued her beautiful appearance and didn't understand her inner spirit."

"In other words, I was attracted by her genes. Under the action of hormones, I was indeed highly happy at that time. I felt that the world without her in the future would not be the world I wanted. After all, I was still young at that time, and at the same time In a school, there are many common languages. Talking about classmates, teachers, and test scores is all in our lives. She also deliberately showed her beautiful side to attract me."

"But this kind of magic-like happiness is short-lived. After a long time, conflicts of personality incompatibility will erupt." Zhang Ming didn't say too many bad things. After all, in his opinion, the trigger for the breakup was His ex-girlfriend was a bit aggressive, which caused serious internal friction between the two parties.

"Over time, we broke up because of internal disagreements."

"Hey, it's been a long time since the past. The whole earth has changed. Everything is changing. The so-called happy life depends on how you define it. After all, desire is like a black hole, which cannot be filled no matter what. "

Zhang Ming tidied up the letters on the table. The story of the past, without a single drop in history, was the most precious pearl in his heart.

Even though these pearls withered and turned yellow with the passage of time, they were still his most precious things.

[Well, it's a strange reason! But I can almost understand why you don't have children. ] The gourd monster seemed satisfied with his answer, and asked again: 【I have another wish. 】

[I want to know, why do you want to bury your head in the yellow sweater? According to my observation, it is just a sweater, not a sweater. Your memory is slightly different from the scene in the dream. Why do you have to be a beige sweater? 】

Isn't this what Shimama is most concerned about? Everyone laughs at Shimama, everyone is Shimama.

Zhang Ming rubbed his temples, and suddenly thought of something, did I remember wrongly, isn't it a beige sweater?

That's right, how can you wear a sweater in summer!

The good memory was destroyed, he scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit like crying.

Zhang Ming replied: "Maybe it's because I like furry things. It's normal for my memory to be confused."

"This is a reproduction-driven creature, just like you are a wish-driven creature. If someone makes a wish to you, you will be full of mobility and happiness. Human beings are reproduction-driven creatures. Behaviors that are conducive to reproduction can make me happy.

"Even just tricking my brain into thinking I'm reproducing makes me happy. It's a false reproductive phenomenon with my head buried in a sweater, and it's pleasurable just by imagining it, and that's about it."

He felt that he was very embarrassed, and his brain recovered a little, and he actually explained the academic problem to the little gourd.

And the gourd monster listened with gusto, looking like a curious baby.

"Not only humans, but many other races are creatures based on the drive of reproduction. Whether it is culture or various behaviors, they can all be explained by the drive of reproduction."

"As for the drive to reproduce, there is another drive, the drive to survive. The drive to survive also involves various details, such as eating to get happiness, and maintaining temperature to get a sense of security. I suffer from derealism, and I subconsciously feel that something is wrong. The survival factor drives me to resist."

The gourd was quite satisfied, and the golden light bloomed on the complicated lines: [I see, what an interesting insight! ! Can I make a wish to you next time? Have you ever felt the joy of making wishes come true for others? 】

"Um...of course, the premise is that I'm not sick."

"Once you get sick, there's nothing you can do."

[In fact, I still have a lot of things I want to ask you, but you need to hurry up and use the anchor point you just found to build a dream firewall, so I won’t bother you here. 】

The golden gourd floated out of the room, reading the story of the book with great interest.

In recent months, it has made rapid progress. At the beginning, it would make up a "pure love story of the yellow-haired tauren".

Now...it's even better!

Of course, it is still a little happy now, and can't wait to find someone to talk to.

But it can't find someone to chat with. Even the little white turtle who sympathizes with it has to practice. How can it have nothing to do all day like it... The person who can chat with him the most is actually the crazy Zhang Ming .

...

Zhang Ming, who has recovered a little bit of energy, always feels that this gourd is so leisurely and leisurely, as if he is traveling in this world.

Although this guy looks weak, he has all kinds of magical abilities. It is really impossible to imagine the structure inside the gourd.

"Could it be a lot of tentacles? Well..."

[Not tentacles. 】The elusive gourd heard Lao Zhang's murmur, teleported over, and said in a weird way: 【Inside the gourd...is my body, it shouldn't arouse your desire to reproduce, but it shouldn't be too much ugly. 】

【But even if you make a wish, I won't let you see it. 】

Zhang Ming's expression gradually became embarrassing, and finally he could only explain: "I just want to experience the feeling of embarrassment. After all, I have not been embarrassed for a long time after suffering from derealism..."

[I see, you are so smart. 】 Hulu was amazed, and said in a teasing tone: 【If you want to experience embarrassment, I can tell an embarrassing joke. Of course, here I still suggest you to quickly build a dream firewall. If you don’t know how, I can also help you in your dreams. 】

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Zhang Ming closed his eyes, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and used the ability of "Entering Dreams".

This ability was obtained from the "Faceless Man", and I haven't studied it seriously, but now it comes in handy.

Since [Lightning Control · Alienation] has been cultivated to full value, switching from the spirit bar is also an innate ability.

So Zhang Ming simply switched "Entering Dreams" into the mental skill column.

After "Entering Dreams" became an innate ability, it quickly became more handy, as if it had become an instinct.

"This ability is quite complicated. The ability of the world hunter is really weird."

Zhang Ming closed his eyes and created the image of "Xiaobai" in his mind.

This is called a "spiritual seed", which can be projected into other people's dreams, causing them to dream of "Xiaobai" for no reason.

You can also act as a bodyguard for your dreams.

However, this "Xiaobai" is still not agile, and more elements need to be conceived to make it vivid.

Next, Zhang Ming constructed another simple dream—the Island of Turtles. The place where he lived for 8 years was his spiritual harbor. Mysterious Valley, Great Hall, Beach, Gobi Desert, Giant Coconut Tree and Turtle Cave, these familiar scenes are still vivid in my mind.

It's just that at the outermost edge of the scene, there is another layer of gray-black mist slowly invading—this is derealism.

The more complex, the more agile, the deeper the memory, and the more creatures the scene is, the slower the intrusion of derealism will be.

Zhang Ming spent more than five hours arranging the plants, sand and stones of Guizhi Island, and adding quite a lot of fish in the East Bay. Then in the mysterious valley, some turtles were added. But these fish and turtles have no spirituality, they just move randomly.

Spiritual "spiritual seeds" require a lot of mental energy to construct, and can also be put into other dreams.

"This dream is equivalent to my real experience, and it is an effective firewall."

"Falsehood must first pollute this layer of firewall before it can continue to pollute my spiritual will."

Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and came to the edge of the dream. The gray-black fog is spreading rapidly in the ocean. It is cold and dead silent. It only takes 20 hours to quickly pollute the entire scene.

"Theoretically, as long as my speed of constructing dreams is faster than the speed of pollution, I can resist for a long time."

"The same is true for the memory library, but the memory library cannot be easily used until the last moment."

So, Zhang Ming opened his eyes again, moved a small bench, and quietly observed Xiaobai happily swimming in the water. He tried to make Xiaobai more flexible. After all, Xiaobai's image can be interspersed in many in the scene.

As for Lord Shimama, who is also interspersed in multiple scenes, cough cough, why does this stinky stone come from being so obscene, I don't need to observe more.

Then he glanced at Brother Hao who had just woken up. The old dog had been sound asleep all day, and now he woke up with sleepy eyes.

It shook its body, the four short legs circled around the deck several times, maybe it was exercising?

The old dog is like twisting yangko, with its front legs constantly moving forward and its hind legs constantly backward, pulling itself into a long sausage, with its mouth wide open, making a yawning expression of ecstasy.

"Ahh~" Two drops of saliva dripped from the pink tongue.

Whether the old dog survives or not is the "anchor" of his reality.

"Brother Hao is exercising so much, you don't really want to kill me?" Lao Zhang, who has a lifespan of 130,000 years, thought to himself.

"Come on, Brother Hao, if you persist for a few more decades, we will be able to return to Earth!"

Brother Hao glanced at him, as if he was a little shocked that the master ran out to bask in the sun for the first time today, and he also said hello: "Oh!"