"Wow, wow~"
Cirrus clouds block the scorching sun and bring a moment of shade; the waves hit the rocks on the shore, and the waves splash endlessly.
Zhang Ming opened his eyes and found himself lying on the soft beach.
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"
A severe dizziness emerged from his mind, causing him to involuntarily turn into a philosopher and ask the three ultimate questions of life.
Not far away lay a broken plane. The nose, fuselage and tail were separated and broken into three pieces. The metal scratches remaining on the beach told the story of the disaster that had happened.
"airplane……"
"Oh, plane!"
Zhang Ming, who was unconscious, rubbed his temples with both hands. The dizziness gradually disappeared, and a lot of memories flooded his mind.
As a programmer, he works in a company with good welfare benefits. At the annual meeting, he magically won the first prize of the "Ten-Day Trip to Hawaii"!
Then great joy led to sorrow. During the trip, the plane crashed.
The reason for the plane crash is also strange.
According to the captain's explanation on the radio: "Dear passengers, during the voyage, the satellite signal was suddenly interrupted and the route deviated. It took us a long time to find the correct route."
"The fuel was about to run out. We found an island and had to make an emergency landing. The chance of success in landing on the beach is not high. May God bless us."
As for the final result, it is what you see in front of you - the machine is destroyed and everyone is killed!
"Why is it happening like that!!!"
Thinking back to this, Zhang Ming almost collapsed.
He felt that all the cells in his body had stopped working; his heart stopped beating, his blood stopped flowing, his brain went blank, and even the spermatogonia, which had unlimited division ability, stopped dividing.
The legendary trip to Hawaii, the dream land full of giant white legs, bikinis, essential oils, and sunscreen, suddenly turned into a difficulty.
What should I do about the tour group my company booked for me? Can I get a refund? Did the captain eat shit? He had to make an emergency landing on the beach?
If the GPS fails, will it switch to Beidou? !
Wait, did the insurance company compensate me? One million or ten million? A down payment for a house?
Will I miraculously survive the disaster and be recorded in the Guinness Book of Records? Will I be able to become an Internet celebrity in the future?
I, the miracle survivor; you, donate money!
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming woke up from the revolving door and gradually came back to his senses.
The seven or eight-digit insurance compensation and his future career as an Internet celebrity gave him a miraculous appearance of strength.
He got up from the beach and walked towards the pile of plane wreckage.
He bit the bullet and said loudly: "Is... is there anyone?"
"Is there anyone alive? Is anyone alive? Is there anyone?!"
The pungent smell of blood hit us, and the scene in the cabin was like hell on earth.
Various mysterious sauce-like liquids make people feel acid reflux in their stomachs and their blood surges.
Zhang Ming's expression was extremely ugly.
The cold death stimulated every nerve in him, not just the brain nerves, but also the gastrointestinal nerves.
One moment they were alive, praying, shivering in their positions, crying softly, and writing suicide notes; the next moment they were dead, turning into pure flesh, hair, and bright red blood.
Zhang Ming tried hard to calm down, but he felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and the world was spinning, as if the weight of the whole world was pressing down on him.
I’m too lazy to think about insurance, internet celebrities, etc.
In this scene... I'm not the only one alive, am I? !
Suddenly, a "sizzling" sound from the electric microphone woke him up from his panic.
"(*Noise) Da*Airline DS898, this is the Eastern Airport...please reply if you receive it...please reply if you receive it!!"
Zhang Ming suddenly came back to his senses and shouted loudly in the direction of the radio station: "Roger... My name is Zhang Ming, ID number..."
"I was a passenger on a plane and it crashed!"
"I'm on a small island now. I'm a survivor. I'm still alive. Save...save me!"
The person on the other side of the radio was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that a reply actually came from his long-awaited call.
After all, it had been more than ten hours since the plane was lost.
"What's the condition of the plane? How many survivors are there? How big is the island? Are there any human facilities around it?"
Zhang Ming looked left and right with pale lips, and swallowed: "We flew in the Pacific for a long time, the GPS signal disappeared, and we found this island. Finally, we ran out of fuel and had to make an emergency landing... In the end, the plane broke into three pieces."
"It seems that I am the only survivor. I will look for anyone else alive."
The radio station asked again: "Where is the captain? Is he still alive?"
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, looked at the colorful scene in the captain's cabin, and opened a metal plate with sweaty hands.
One foot dropped in front of him.
The leather shoes fell off, revealing blood-stained black socks.
Judging from the style of the uniform, he should be a flight attendant.
The captain... hung up.
I don’t know how he survived such a serious disaster.
Anyway, he's still alive.
He turned his head away and looked into the distance.
There is a golden sun suspended in the blue sky, and the ripple-like sunlight shines on the sea, giving off bursts of golden light. Rows of big waves kept rushing towards the shore. There are many palm trees and sparse shrubs growing near the beach.
Zhang Ming stayed like this for a few seconds, his mouth was dry and he said, "The captain is gone...the blood has dried up."
"No human habitation was found. I saw some tall coconut trees growing on the island, maybe one or two hundred meters high... This tree is ridiculously big!"
Wait, what is that? !
A round cyan object rolled down from the tree with a "plop" and rolled towards the direction of the plane!
I couldn't help but stiffen my body and hold my breath!
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a coconut!
But this green coconut is as big as a water tank and may weigh three hundred kilograms!
"What the hell is this?"
Zhang Ming was at a loss. Did I travel through time? Have you come to the land of giants? Or has the body shrunk?
The person on the other side of the radio station was also a little confused: "Sir, please calm down your emotions first, take a deep breath, and concentrate."
Zhang Ming felt the need to cry without tears when he touched this coconut. It was a genuine product worth 300 kilograms.
"I also hope it's an illusion, preferably a dream!"
He hit it twice with his fist and it was hard.
The voice on the radio became serious and said in a very formal tone: "Mr. Zhang, according to the satellite signals we received, your current location is 10.33 degrees south latitude and 140.45 degrees west longitude. Theoretically, it is an ocean. , there are no large islands."
“Now I need to tell you something. Just today, there have been thousands of earthquakes, large and small, all over the world, including fifty-two earthquakes of magnitude 7 or above, six earthquakes of magnitude 8 or above, and one earthquake of magnitude 9. "
"Our country has also been hit by some small and medium-sized earthquakes."
"Due to frequent tsunamis, flights and ships have been completely suspended."
Zhang Ming swallowed and felt something bad in his heart.
Radio: "I hope you can go to higher ground as soon as possible to avoid the possible tsunami."
"Before the disaster subsides, it will be difficult for us to send enough manpower to rescue you, so you may have to live on this island for a while."
"The checked baggage of the plane is located in the lower cargo hold. There may be some supplies there."
"You need to collect survival resources as soon as possible..."
do not be like this!
What the other party means is: Do you want to be a Mr. Pei who actively strives for survival and can live around for three days after eating a worm, looking for human gathering places; or do you want to be a Mr. De who struggles to survive and starves for nine meals in three days?
Anyway, choose one of the two!
You have to survive on a desert island for a while!
Zhang Ming was silent for a few minutes.
He really wanted to scream: Please save me home!
But the other party kept saying "I'm sorry." This kind of thing is not something that an operator can decide.
"A large number of planes and ships around the world have lost contact, and you are the only one we have contacted here... If we can send rescue, we will do it as soon as possible, but obviously..."
"You mean my luck is good? Okay, okay."
Zhang Ming was a little angry and quite helpless.
There is no point in venting your emotions, it will only affect the speed of drawing the sword.
He was silent and walked towards the cabin.
"If I come back alive, how much money can the insurance company cover with me?"
The other party was stunned for a moment and explained: "Currently, insurance companies can pay up to 3 million yuan for domestic aviation accident insurance, and airlines can pay up to 400,000 yuan for victims of plane crashes. People like you who are not dead yet, It’s no problem to pay a million or two million.”
"We will compensate your relatives as soon as possible..."
So the living will pay less than the dead...
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and got into the cabin, looking for survivors in the appalling environment.
It's always good to have more people alive.
But no one was found alive, only a box of unsold "Evian" mineral water in the dining cart and several bottles of drinks filled with red liquid were found.
Zhang Ming looked desperate, almost crying but without tears: "A box of mineral water from hell."
"Five bottles of Coca-Cola, Sprite, and orange juice from Huangquan, as well as bread, biscuits and other snacks."
There wasn't much food as the passengers had already eaten. Damn airlines can't possibly carry too much food in order to save on shipping costs.
Headed to the aircraft cargo hold again.
There was a huge hole here, and large and small consignment packages were scattered on the ground.
Zhang Ming pulled out several suitcases and ran towards higher ground regardless of what was inside.
I recall various documentaries on wilderness survival in my mind. Starving Germany spent 60 days on a desert island, but I can't remember the specific details. I only remember that this guy finally ate a plump roast lamb? God knows if that was a prop sheep.
As for Mr. Pei, he may choose to physically cross the ocean...
After running back and forth dozens of times like this, it took more than three hours to finally move the goods in the warehouse to almost the same place.
Zhang Ming returned to the radio station exhausted. He felt that his hands and feet were numb and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Only then did I realize that my thighs and tailbone were in pain.
Perhaps it was because of the severe exhaustion of physical strength that my entire mental state suddenly deteriorated. Every muscle in my butt, thighs, calves, and chest was aching.
As the sun goes down, the waves are rising one after another, and the last few metal plates that have fallen have been swallowed up by the tide.
Zhang Ming swallowed: "Can I dismantle this radio station? If this continues, it will be flooded by the tide."
"The communication station will be damaged if water enters it. Then we won't be able to contact you..."
The staff member opposite the radio sighed: "Without enough tools, it will be difficult for you to dismantle this radio."
"Also, the radio needs electricity to work, and current batteries don't last long."
"Mr. Zhang Ming, our planet is undergoing drastic changes. Now the whole world is in chaos, and many people have died."
"I just got news that Hawaii was hit by a tsunami."
"Turn up the volume to the maximum and go ashore first. A tsunami may come at any time."
"By the way, if you have a radio, you can try to listen to the satellite radio. Look in the luggage of those passengers to see if there is a radio."
Zhang Ming was like a deflated balloon, making his last sound: "Tell my parents, tell them that I... am still alive."
"My parents' phone number is... and their home address... you can definitely find it."
"No problem...the aviation insurance will definitely accompany your parents!"
After getting the other party's promise, Zhang Ming walked back to the shore with a blank look on his face.
The sun was about to set, and the blazing fireball hung on the horizon, dyeing the surrounding clouds crimson. Even the seawater in the distance was red, like a pool of blood.
This is an open high slope, with tall coconut trees blocking the sky and the sun. Several coconuts fell to the ground and were as huge as water tanks, which made people feel even more stressed.
Nervousness and uneasiness welled up in my heart.
My stomach growled with hunger.
But the food on hand was scarce and I was reluctant to eat even one bite.
As for whether there is any food in the suitcases that have not yet been opened, it is not yet known, but even if there is, it is probably not too much.
Zhang Ming felt that it was too difficult for him, so he started to survive in the wilderness without warning. And disasters began to erupt across the earth. Yesterday I was still dreaming of going to Hawaii to see my young lady. Today, all those young ladies were flooded by the tsunami, and even I fell into an unknown and mysterious world.
Everything gave him an unreal feeling.
Suddenly, Zhang Ming felt a bright light flash in his mind!
A strange panel appeared in my mind.
[Physique: 15/21] (You are hungry and tired, but you can still jump.)
[Perception: 19/20] (Your perception is normal.)
[Mental: 9/20] (You are about to have a nervous breakdown.)
[Lifespan: 24/88] (It’s good to be young.)
[Total attributes: 149] (The dishonest person can no longer be dishonest.)
Um? !
Zhang Ming blinked to confirm that he had read it correctly.
Being familiar with online novels, he felt a throbbing deep in his heart. Could this be my golden finger?
I seem to... be able to survive!
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