The days go by...
After listening to the radio that the world was in dire straits, not only were there super strong earthquakes, but they were also attacked by supernatural phenomena, Zhang Ming had a subtle feeling inexplicably.
He thinks that he is not a morally corrupt person, nor does he take special pleasure in others' misfortune, but what is the source of this subtle feeling?
Zhang Ming didn't know clearly, but he could only sum it up as "those who watch the funeral are not afraid of the funeral, and those who watch the fire are not afraid of the high flames."
Of course, he also knew that this strange psychological phenomenon might be a psychological abnormality caused by a long-term lack of social interaction.
Ever since life settled down, loneliness has become the most difficult thing to endure.
In the first week, I ate delicious crabs to increase my comprehensive attributes, and my mind was filled with random thoughts: pink apps, two-dimensional girls, three-dimensional girls, anime, movies, novels, games, and even high heels and women’s clothing. Some mysterious fantasies arose...
In the second week, I ate crabs that I was a little tired of. I miss my family and don’t know how they are doing; I don’t know how my sister did in her final exam; I don’t know how my aunts, uncles, and uncles are living? In fact, Zhang Ming didn't have much contact with those relatives, but he didn't know why he missed the blood ties so much.
In the third week, I ate fucking crabs, missed my childhood, and at the same time wondered whether the damn rescue team would come, and why there was no news at all.
"The expedition doesn't exist, does it?"
In the fourth week, I ate disgusting crabs, cursed the illusory God, and began to lose all love. The concept of time became irrelevant, because the memories of each day were exactly the same, and the memories of yesterday and today were the same!
Zhang Ming lay on the beach and wrote a few lines of text:
"Crab, beeping.
Turtles, whining and whining.
I peed loudly.
Very similar, one by one,
writer. "
After writing this poem, Zhang Ming looked at the bright sun and deeply praised his literary talents.
"When there is only one person in the world, no matter how poor my writing is, I am still a great writer!"
Loneliness is a gradual process that will crowd out some things that seem colorful and brilliant but are actually insignificant.
Things like "Did RNG win the championship this year?", "Did the most powerful Eternal New Book win?", "Is James better or Jordan better?", "How is Ronaldo playing in Saudi Arabia?", "Is Messi going to transfer?" "Which one will die first, LOL or Dota?", "Is the Pirate King over?"...these questions are simply irrelevant!
In the end, only the real core is left - my favorite group of young ladies...
Ahhhh, no!
What should my original life be like?
As a cog in society, I worked hard until I was in my thirties, and finally saved enough for a down payment, and lived a life of responsibility.
At the age of 35, he was fired by the company and became a member of the "social talents".
If you are lucky, you can find a wife and reproduce like normal people; if you are unlucky, you will live alone. This is also a true portrayal of the times.
But with the advent of the supernatural era, everyone's fate has changed.
"I might have been killed by an earthquake or tsunami in the first wave of disasters."
"Even if he's not dead, he's probably unemployed. He doesn't have the ability to dominate, and he's not a pig in the spotlight."
"Among all living beings, there is an inconspicuous existence."
"The kind that even lifts bricks and is looked down upon by others... We don't have the strength of a middle-aged uncle."
When he thought of this, Zhang Ming felt a little more comfortable.
Being on this desert island, there are still many opportunities and challenges. He can continue to become stronger, gain more abilities, and even become a real superman!
This is the opportunity given to him by the times!
Should not be missed!
But, before becoming Superman...
"I really want to eat the eight-treasure porridge made by my mother!"
Zhang Ming burst into tears when he thought of the sweet and delicious eight-treasure porridge. He could only stay here and eat those damn crab legs.
Deep down, I set a small goal for myself - to cross the Pacific alone.
"If you don't come to pick me up, I will swim back by myself!"
"As long as I'm strong enough, I can definitely do it!"
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Just like that, a month of living quietly passed by.
Bend his arms slightly, clenched his fists, and his biceps bulged into a powerful arc. Zhang Ming was satisfied with his abundant strength.
"Explosion of power!"
With a loud shout of "Hey", he can now easily lift a three hundred kilogram coconut and throw it like a basketball.
He jumped up slightly, and this time he jumped directly to a height of 5 meters.
This is the result of eating crab meat for a month!
However, when he smelled the smell of crabs, he was almost paralyzed.
No matter how delicious the delicacies are, it will become extremely painful to eat them as staple food for three meals a day.
"I'm starving to death, and I don't want to eat crab meat anymore." Zhang Ming took a vicious bite, gritting his teeth as he felt the mysterious heat brought by the crab meat.
Of course, in addition to crab meat, there are also coconut meat, coconut sugar, coconut milk and other foods made from coconut fruits.
When your body is over 50, eating a small amount of coconut meat is not a big problem.
This thing also brings a slight mysterious heat, but the effect is only one-fifth of crab meat.
Of course, you will still lose weight if you eat too much.
But don’t underestimate the power of mutated coconut. If you don’t want your chrysanthemum to endure the pain of being cut into pieces, you should not consume more than 50 grams of coconut meat a day.
He dug a hole in the big tree behind him, and stored about a hundred kilograms of crab meat in it, including dried, sun-dried, smoked, pickled, and more!
As for the air-dried coconut meat, coconut oil, and coconut sugar, there are also about a hundred kilograms, packed in several boxes.
In addition to abundant food, his living environment has greatly improved.
In a month, Zhang Ming removed more metal plates from the plane wreckage on the beach and built a tin house that could protect against wind and rain.
The outer area is also equipped with a fence - made by pointing the pointed legs of the crabs upright.
"Dear listeners, good evening, everyone. I am the announcer Li Xianfeng, and I will bring you daily news."
"The International Bureau of Geological Research issued the latest announcement that this large-scale plate movement was triggered by unknown interactions in the earth's core and will not disappear in a short time. We must adapt to a life where small and medium-sized earthquakes may occur at any time."
"After a month-long emergency mobilization, more than 60% of the population in big cities has been evacuated to nearby villages."
"Reducing urban population density and ensuring people's living needs are the current key tasks of the government."
"The locations of the Suiren Project have been newly announced, and they are located in..."
The broadcast at 6:30 pm every day is Zhang Ming’s only way of communicating with humans.
Under the wave of spiritual energy recovery, human civilization has changed so much that it is beyond imagination.
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(Thanks to the leader "Just Waiting for Someone" for the reward! The first leader in this book has appeared!)
(However, I couldn't walk anymore, so I just stuck out my tongue and lay down on the ground in ecstasy. The boss could only shake his head helplessly, saying that he could add more after it is released, and stuffed the radish into my mouth. inside.)
(So I owe you first, and I will update it after it is put on the shelves!)
