I live in a desert island property

[Then do you still want a puppy? If you feed it the fruit of the tree of Eden, even a dog can live for hundreds of thousands of years. 】

"Ha, that's too extravagant, let's forget it. I'll get through those turtle masters first, and then think about other things."

Attribute points are indeed worth cherishing, although he still has a lifespan of 130,000 years.

But staying on the earth, the source of attribute points is rare, like rice, fish, at most provide one or two attributes, and that's the end.

The various monster meat stored on the moon has about 50,000 attributes, which is equivalent to the next main source.

Human breathing skills can still increase the attribute by ten or so points a year-not to say immortality, because the effect of breathing skills will gradually decrease. His breathing skills are actually quite average, and it is estimated that it can increase by about 5,000 look.

That's the limit of human respiration. Only by mastering the essence of basalt respiration can one go further and break the limit of the extraordinary.

However, it would have to be fused with the Xuanwu bloodline, and then grow a turtle shell, which is probably impossible in this life.

So thinking of this, Zhang Ming estimated that if he lived flat on the earth, his life span might be 180,000 years...

As for the three values ​​of physique, perception, and spirit, the physique has been "hardened" to reach 15112, and the other two are still stuck at around 12,000, and it is difficult to improve.

"I've lived too long, and it doesn't seem interesting to repeat it every day. The earth is only so big, and there are only so many things that happen."

"In the end, I still have to go out and take risks. Otherwise, I may be stuck here for the rest of my life, unable to break through."

Zhang Ming thought to himself.

It seems that everyone is an old king, between lying down and standing up, doing sit-ups back and forth.

The best things are the things you can't get.

He, Zhang Ming, laughed at Lao Wang for doing sit-ups at first, but then he gradually understood... and finally became Lao Wang.

...

Suddenly, he saw two familiar young people passing by, discussing something in their mouths, and quickly pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

"Then you have to find a black Internet cafe and upload this information... Open a ladder and find a foreign forum to post it, so as not to be approached again."

"I know, don't think I'm a fool."

"I think, even if you upload it, no one will believe it."

"Well, let's see the good fortune. Anyway, we have made this news public. How many people believe it is beyond our control."

Zhang Ming was quite surprised that the two brothers and sisters of the Lin family wanted to post the "little gift" he gave to the Internet.

If it were him, it seems that he would not choose to share this precious knowledge... probably.

"It's so simple, I hope all mankind has a better worldview!"

Zhang Ming felt in his heart that the diversity of the human species is just like this. In the common people, you can often see some bright spots; the higher you go, the fewer bright spots. This can be called the pollution of the environment to people.

Of course, there are still some bright spots in the high-level human beings, otherwise the world would have been in chaos.

Immediately afterwards, he heard that the "dream seeds" he had left behind seemed to be making a big fuss, alarming some important person, and he quickly swallowed his saliva. The expected thing had come true, so he could only slip away quickly.

【Don't you want to leave something for young people? It was obvious that you liked them a lot. 】

"Ah, they sure are pretty good."

"However, I have already given gifts. It is their own business that they choose to disclose the information. Let's meet in the future."

"Now, I can only go home quickly."

The ginkgo tree planted by his sister is his home.

However, is the ginkgo tree still there, and are the descendants of my sister still living there? Are they down or doing well? Or have some criminals appeared? ,

Or... just plain normal people?

These are all unsolved mysteries.

I am more timid near the hometown, and I dare not ask people who come here. With the passage of time, anything can happen.

When thinking of these things, he actually felt a little dazed.

But no matter what, you still have to go home!

Zhang Ming randomly found a large truck heading north on the highway, jumped lightly, and turned it over directly.

There are many cardboard boxes on the big truck, and the open cargo box is full of goods, and the latest news broadcast is broadcast in the cab.

Of course it was the piece of news that caused a sensation to all mankind: "According to Xiahua News Agency, the fish successfully bred this time are divided into three categories..."

The truck driver was in a good mood, lit a cigarette, puffed and danced, and muttered along the way: "Damn, if this technology doesn't come out sooner, come out sooner, maybe I can become a great master!"

The companions who accompanied the driver laughed and said: "Come on, you, with your lazy appearance, you don't even bother to get up and breathe when you take the first breath of purple air every morning. What about the great master? It's not too late for you to practice now! Why don't you see me?" Do you try harder?"

"It's all forced by life. I run around at night every day. Who would get up and take the first breath of purple air in the morning!"

Zhang Ming heard it interesting, lying in the cargo box, resting his head on his hands, and took a free ride.

The stars in the starry sky twinkle and twinkle, and the feeling of "the sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed" reminded him of his dream of traveling around the country by bicycle a long time ago.

At that time, I had not yet graduated from university, full of vigor, had long summer and winter vacations, and had a few close friends who got along well, and it was also the age that most liked to fantasize.

So on a certain day, everyone met "the future is free" and rode around the country together.

However, "being free in the future" is always the most difficult thing to achieve. After graduation, they go their separate ways and live their own lives. How can they still remember the promises they made?

With the passage of time, the past friendship naturally drifted away and could never be picked up again. Even Zhang Ming himself gradually forgot about it.

On the contrary, at this moment, taking a free ride, chatting with Xiao Hulu, and finally having a small destination, he seemed, as if, picked up the lost dream.

He felt the breeze of freedom, the weeds on the side of the road and the seabirds soaring in the sky.

It was a kind of free and leisurely beauty. He didn't even know where the big truck was going, but just followed it to the north.

Even if you go in the wrong direction, just correct the course again.

What could be more exciting than traveling to an unknown destination?

"A long time ago, my Wenqing sister discussed with me a game called Free Bus Game."

"On a certain auspicious day, get on a bus at random, get off at random, get on again at random, get off at random, and see where your final destination will be. At that time, I thought the inventor of this game was a Neuropathy."

"Now, I actually feel the fun of this game. Only free people can enjoy this kind of freedom."

"Well, in fact, there is only such a little free time, and it is impossible to be free forever."

Passing through several checkpoints along the way, occasionally some staff will check the goods in the car impatiently.

On a certain electronic screen, Zhang Ming caught a glimpse of his own face, which was classified as one of the most wanted criminals, but not considered a wanted criminal, but a person listed separately.

"Sure enough, I was included in the list by the human government."

But obviously, these staff members did not find Zhang Ming who was deliberately hiding.

Finally, after 6 hours, the truck drove into a big city, the streets were full of lights, people coming and going, and the bright lights blocked the stars in the sky.

Zhang Ming didn't know what the name of this big city was, so he jumped out of the car halfway, got into the gourd, changed a piece of clothes, and adjusted his appearance slightly, so he was relieved.

"I have to earn some money and buy a mobile phone, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable if I can't access the Internet."

"But now I don't have an ID card, so I can't buy a phone card." Zhang Ming touched the 250 yuan in his pocket. Without an ID card, it is really difficult to move forward. Even if a fake certificate is obtained, 250 yuan is probably not enough.

However, it is impossible to work part-time, and I don't want to steal batteries, and I don't want to sell gold, ruining the fun of traveling.

He saw a few singers singing there on the street, so he simply asked Ms. Calabash to help out the guitar instrument he made when he was bored.

"When I was young, I actually had a little bit of social fear. It was really impossible for me to sell and sing on the street. Even if my aunt glanced over, I would still be terrified and blushed."

"But now, my skin is really thick enough, and I don't know when it was trained. I don't care much about what other people think of me."

[Humans, let's watch your performance! As long as you perform well enough, even if no one rewards you, I will reward you! 】

Zhang Ming adjusted the strings of the guitar. He is not a professional singer, but with his incomparably powerful perception and muscle control ability, it couldn't be easier to follow the gourd. Moreover, during the long wandering, for his own entertainment, he also studied music a little bit.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Ming played the guitar and sang "In Spring".

"I still remember the spring many years ago. At that time, I hadn't cut my long hair. There was no credit card, no her, no home with 24-hour hot water..."

The slightly hoarse voice, with a unique personal charm, is not hoarse, but it is not straightforward. It seems that this is a person with a story.

However, pedestrians in the world are always in a hurry. Maybe a few people are willing to stop and appreciate for a few seconds, but it is only a few seconds.

More people just glanced at it and hurried past.

After all, they have their own lives, and the gravitational force from life is like a whip whipping a top, pulling them around continuously.

Perhaps, every era is similar.