After pondering the history of the Yanjiao people for a while, Zhang Ming had some doubts about whether the description in the book was a donkey-headed monster.
"Possibly some similar version."
"Because the Flame Horned people at that time didn't even have breathing skills, so theoretically it would be difficult to defeat a donkey-headed monster."
He wanted to look up more ancient knowledge, but found that it only recorded such a trivial sentence.
Most of the ancient history has been lost, not to mention that the Yanjiao people at that time were almost on the verge of annihilation. The so-called "soul-leaving syndrome" was nothing more than ringworm.
Faced with the real chaos of demons, the Flaming Horn people actually couldn't care less about these trivial matters.
"There are so many types of hunters in the world..." Zhang Ming sighed and retreated from the memory library.
Pick up the pot of World Tree with only one leaf and one branch, and put it on the table.
Sit down peacefully and take a few deep breaths.
Then he used his fingers to pinch a handful of salt-like light blue crystal powder and sprinkled it on the leaves of the World Tree.
These crystal powders have accumulated several large mineral water bottles, so there is no need to worry about wasting them.
The withered leaves emitted a faint light, absorbing the ashes of these souls.
But soon, the little tree returned to its original state of being sickly and about to die.
"Don't pretend to be dead, I know you can hold on for a long time... Xuanwu Continent has not sunk for so long, why are you pretending?"
"Let's do this. I'll fertilize you every day and try to grow up earlier." Zhang Ming grabbed a little more "soul ash" and sprinkled it on the soil.
But he found that Xiaoshu's absorption was already at its limit.
It seems like you can only grow a little bit in a day... So many soul ashes can't be used up in ten years.
Next, comes the real business.
Zhang Ming took a deep breath.
Take out the Source of the World from your chest and approach the withered leaf. The source of the world emits a faint light, which means that the energy in the crystal is being slowly consumed.
The front side of the leaf is golden and the back side is silver gray, each representing the existence of a Gaia consciousness.
The Gaia consciousness from the earth is vast and deep, as vast as the sky. It represents the collective consciousness of all living things in the world.
This intimate sense of security is similar to the mirage I once felt on the beach.
Obviously, Earth, as a new player, still has some small legacy left in this disaster.
The other is the Gaia consciousness of the Xuanwu Continent, which seems a bit weak compared to the one on Earth.
It is also because of the emergence of a new Xuanwu civilization on the Turtle Island, which is now in a state of second spring.
It is also very kind, and even because of the relatively close distance, the world will of Xuanwu Continent vaguely hopes that Zhang Ming, who has left, can come back again.
"Um... hello you two, I'm really bothering you to use this function so soon. I've been doing pretty well lately, how are you guys doing..." Zhang Ming said hello nervously.
However, it is obvious that these two group consciousnesses did not give birth to a real "self", and they did not react at all to Zhang Ming's greeting.
Sharpening the knife and chopping wood carefully, Zhang Ming carefully sensed the two thoughts and studied them carefully.
They seem... more like a computer program?
Has its own unique rules.
Those with high-level authority recognized by Gaia can borrow some of its basic functions.
For example, look at the amount of World Source.
The Source of the World on the Earth side has about 7320 units; while on the Xuanwu Continent side, there are only 680 units.
There is an order of magnitude difference between the two sides. It is indeed the Earth side that is richer and richer.
"The Xuanwu Continent is really poor and barren..." Zhang Ming sighed. After comparison, he found that the share of the one in his hand was probably about 500 units, which was definitely a lot.
One unit of World Source can protect a large fleet for one day.
If the shelter radius is reduced, the shelter will last longer.
Look at it this way, 500 units is quite valuable.
Zhang Ming estimates that it can be protected for about 10 years without interruption, which is 87,600 hours!
With the quantitative data, he felt much more at ease.
As for other functions, weather control, plate shifting, harvest blessings, etc., all require the use of the Source of the World...it has its own set of calculation formulas.
In addition, the generation of the source of the world is extremely slow.
According to the number and intensity of living things, here on Earth, it is only about 1 point per year, and on the Xuanwu Continent, it is 0.2 points per year, which is really very little.
"It is consumed quickly but accumulated slowly... This is no different from making money."
The consumption of the "Consciousness Connection" function is similar to the consumption of "Asylum". 500 units of World Source can be used for more than 80,000 hours.
Although it cannot afford too much waste, it is feasible to use it at critical moments.
The authority on the earth's side is very strict. So far, only one person has been recognized by "Gaia", that is, Zhang Ming himself.
His achievements are so great that they have affected the historical direction of all mankind. Even the most demanding standards have been fulfilled.
On the other hand, on the Xuanwu Continent, the standards are relatively loose.
Zhang Ming felt some vague identities. They were all candidates recognized by the "Gaia Consciousness" of Xuanwu Continent. There might be as many as two or three hundred? These people may be dead, but the markers of their former identities remain.
"It should be the dead high-ranking Flame Horn people. As long as they have this authority, they can obtain part of the source of the world from the World Tree."
"Looking at it this way, it's better to have stricter permissions. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and sometimes people are not as reliable as AI."
Zhang Ming thought in his mind: "This should be the result of different civilizations. Over there, civilization and democracy are the mainstream, and artificial gods are not easy to appear. In the Xuanwu world, authority and imperial power are the mainstream, and the people may be more superstitious about authority. , which leads to subtle differences in the operating rules of Gaia’s consciousness.”
There was no time to hesitate too much, Zhang Ming activated the "consciousness connection" function from the earth.
A blue mysterious interface gradually appeared in Zhang Ming's mind.
This mysterious feeling is a bit like a spiritual dream, and a bit like a lucid dream.
The power from Gaia is not forced, and he can easily break free from this illusion.
In the current interface, he is floating above the atmosphere, looking down at the entire planet!
Earth world...
It seems like there is only one continent left.
I can barely distinguish the majestic Himalayas and the white snow on the plateau. They have melted away at this moment. Instead, there are blue lakes nearby, like eyes, dotted on the land. These should be "Suiren" "A link in the project.
Urban areas are dotted with stars, and large areas of plains have turned into shallow seas.
Many cities have disappeared, and many more have sprung up.
The biosphere will not disappear, it will just appear in another form. Both humans and animals are adapting to a new era.
In the past eight years, mankind has used its own power to begin the construction of most of the new world.
Looking to the other side, the emerald green primeval forest shines with the luster of life like emeralds; the yellow-brown spots on the desert are vast and desolate; on the west side of the northern hemisphere, a typhoon is happening, spiraling The clouds are like frightened natural spirits.
Looking down at the entire earth, there is a bold feeling like "the world is in my hands"!
Zhang Ming couldn't help but burst into tears again, this is my hometown, hometown...
The changes in the world are really too big and too big to recognize!
Most of the earth's oceans, about 70% of the area, have been occupied by the blue-black Demonic Sea.
The remaining land formed Pangea.
There are still several pieces of land hanging far away overseas and have not been incorporated into it.
Does "Gaia Consciousness" mean that we should simply cut off the flesh?
This feeling of overlooking from a distance is really magical.
As a person with high authority, if he has enough world source, he can even control the weather and crustal movement in some areas!
Zhang Ming actually wanted to know what kind of disaster had happened to those pieces of land.
"Just using the authority of the world makes me feel like this."
"How powerful must the real realm of gods be..."
However, this "call" is at one's own expense, and every minute and every second costs money!
Zhang Ming was reluctant to have his "Source of the World" continuously consumed, so he could only complete his small goals as quickly as possible.
"Please help my consciousness connect with the unique individuals within humanity."
The Gaia consciousness of the earth is a little slow, like an old data platform full of shit mountain codes. Zhang Ming urged it dozens of times in a row, and the veins on his forehead jumped anxiously, and it came to a belated recovery.
In theory, every living thing on the planet is capable of conscious connection.
But precisely because there are so many life forms on the earth, it can’t tell which one is a human, which one is a dog, which one is a plant.
The current interface is macroscopic: it can be as large as a country, as small as an island, and then subdivided into cities is the limit. It is impossible to subdivide it further.
"Then let's just pick some important people. Those who can be contacted should be those with relatively high status..."
"Twenty to 30, any more and the cost will be too high."
"Hurry up and don't waste my phone bill on purpose!"
Zhang Ming actually wanted to find his relatives and friends. No matter how difficult it was, he also wanted to talk to Comrade Wang Fumin about the past.
But for such a big matter, the weight of one Lao Wang is obviously not enough.
"Oh, by the way, the image is a little blurry... Although they can guess who I am, they should cover it up. I haven't shaved for a long, long time."
About five seconds later, a man wearing a suit and leather shoes appeared in this mysterious space.
Blond and blue-eyed, he looks like a... foreigner.
"Oh my god! Gaia? Gaia summoned me!!" This guy found himself floating above the atmosphere and couldn't help but yell.
He rubbed his eyes and saw Zhang Ming again, sputtering a series of foreign languages, looking extremely emotional.
"Hey, hey, do you speak Chinese?"
Lao Zhang on the other side was excited and embarrassed at the same time. He even developed a sense of shyness due to social phobia...
Anyone who has not had contact with humans for eight years will inevitably develop social fears.
But soon, Lao Zhang gave himself a lightning strike and overcame this emotion.
"Oh, Chinese, I know it! Is this a dream? I was in the research institute when I suddenly felt another strange sound. It seemed... probably Gaia's consciousness?!"
"This is so amazing. Gaia's consciousness actually takes the initiative to contact humans!" This guy said to himself excitedly, "Did you do it?"
"You are Mr. Zhang? How did you do it? Amazing!"
The other person is an American, seems to be an important scientist, and is actually quite fluent in Chinese.
Before Lao Zhang could reply, more and more people appeared in Gaia space, and in the blink of an eye there were more than 20 people.
These people looked at each other one by one, and words like "Gaia" kept coming up.
The more people whose consciousness is connected, the cost increases linearly. Zhang Ming quickly asked Gaia to stop pulling people in randomly.
There are also several people among them who speak Chinese.
"Where...is this place? Hey, is this...Professor Peter?"
"Oh, hello, Mr. Qin. This is..."
In fact, most high-level human beings know each other, and they can be distinguished even if their faces are blurry at the moment.
Soon, everyone focused their attention on the unknown human being.
There is some vague speculation in people's minds.
"Hello, friends, I am Zhang Ming, and this is Gaia's consciousness space." Zhang Ming cleared his throat and said straight to the point, "I summoned everyone here through Gaia's 'consciousness connection' function. , without any malicious intent.”
"If you want to quit, you can do so at any time. But if you quit, you won't be able to come in for a while."
"Are you... Lao Zhang?" One of the vague figures hesitated slightly and said in an excited voice: "I, Lao Wang, how have you been lately?"
The crowd became slightly noisy, and more people recognized Zhang Ming.
But there were still a lot of foreigners who couldn't understand Chinese and were asking anxiously.
"I've been... not bad lately. To make a long story short, I have something very important to announce to everyone! Everyone, please be quiet!" Zhang Ming actually wanted to catch up with Lao Wang, but in front of everyone, he still said that he was doing business. host.
"The world's hunter may have appeared on Earth."
The noisy crowd gradually quieted down. Except for a few people who were spontaneously translating, everyone focused their attention on Zhang Ming.
"World Predators, as their name suggests, are unique species capable of destroying a world. They are able to discover hidden worlds and lurk in."
"If a novice civilization like ours does not pay attention to it, the disaster is likely to expand and cause immeasurable harm."
Lao Zhang paused and continued: "According to my speculation, a species called Soul Breaker may have lurked into the earth."
Now, the calm crowd became noisy again.
"Mr. Zhang... what is a Soul Splitter?" someone asked.
Zhang Ming said: "A strange creature that looks like a donkey is probably responsible for the plague of the living dead in remote areas. If left unchecked, it will endanger the world."
"The plague of the living dead..."
(End of chapter)
