Without those tons of weight, the difficulty of carrying the sailboat was indeed reduced a lot, and Zhang Ming ran all the way.
Brother Hao was naturally hiding by the stove to recuperate, but it was impossible for a turtle as big as Xiaobai to walk on the ground.
Shimama even stuck to the mast, pretending to be a radio: "Listener friends, good afternoon, everyone, I am Li Xianfeng. The 'New Century High-income Personnel Tax' promulgated by the Supernatural International Alliance is now being accepted by governments around the world. It will be reviewed and is expected to be initially implemented next month..."
"If this tax is applied to the whole world, it will have positive significance for all mankind..."
In the past two months, since the alliance was formed, the earth has changed extremely.
The "New Century Defense Line Project" is equivalent to building a Great Wall on the periphery of Pangea. It can also be regarded as a world wonder that attracts worldwide attention.
In fact, if you want to create wonders, you must first cultivate your internal strength.
From the perspective of internal strength, human civilization does not have this miracle of strength construction.
Various debates and quarrels surrounding this project have naturally become eternal topics. The core of the dispute is, who pays the money, and who should pay the most? Should the one with the largest territory pay, the one with the highest industrial capacity, or the one with the largest population and the most resources?
These debates may last for a long time, just like issues such as "global warming" and "carbon neutrality", which may last for decades!
"But this time, several big countries actually reached a preliminary consensus... to levy a tax on the rich!"
This method... is a bit awesome!
Because in the past, it was difficult to collect taxes on the rich. There were so many ways for the rich to avoid taxes. They transferred their wealth in minutes and received one yuan of salary.
But things are different now. If this tax is levied all over the world, where can the wealth be transferred?
Lao Zhang was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He thought it was a great thing.
Two monkeys led the way. After the excitement of returning to their homeland gradually disappeared, they stopped from time to time to rest for a while.
At the end, I stopped moving at all, panting, and looking like I was about to get sick.
They really can't outrun Zhang Ming.
These two guys also wanted to get on the boat and were too lazy to walk.
Zhang Ming had no choice but to stop and wait for them. After all, without the guidance of these two guys, he would not be able to find the so-called "Monkey Pavilion Valley".
"&*%￥&Rhinoceros!!" The big monkey "Ji Ji" seemed to have misunderstood the meaning, and screamed strangely, climbing along Zhang Ming's body to the sailboat.
The smaller monkey "Maomao" was a little scared at first, but then he couldn't help it anymore. He grabbed Zhang Ming's nose, ears and lips and crawled up, almost stuffing his soles into Zhang Ming's mouth.
The two monkeys became passengers.
Zhang Ming:......
Am I a donkey? To be abused like this by you!
"*&%&￥!" The monkey occasionally climbed down, stepped on Zhang Dadi's head, pointed the way forward, and then quickly climbed up again to play with Xiaobai.
Zhang Ming was heartbroken.
Now all the animals are too lazy to walk, leaving him alone, carrying the sailboat, and embarking on the journey day and night.
"Do you really think that I, Lao Zhang, am easy to bully?!"
But while he was shouting, he was helpless in action. He could only turn into a working man and carry the boat on his way quickly.
Zhang Ming felt that he had become the legendary "Kuafu". According to what the monkeys said, he could reach their hometown by heading eastward in the direction of the sun.
Fortunately, the voice of old comrade Li Xianfeng accompanied him throughout the process.
Li Xianfeng is one of his best friends, Lao Zhang. He shows up on time every day, occasionally works overtime, and sometimes even finds a young lady to read him stories. There is no such good person in the world. Although Li Xianfeng often broadcasts some boring content.
After reaching the time point, it was already night, and theoretically Li Xianfeng should go offline and rest.
Suddenly, the radio made a noisy electronic sound.
Li Xianfeng cut off the line in the workshop and whispered something.
Because the broadcast is sent through Gaia consciousness, there is no need to use satellites at all, and Li Xianfeng is the person in charge of this work. No one will know if he hides in the room and says some weird words.
"Actually, I've been wondering how we reached a consensus on the collection of the rich tax... This is indeed a very difficult matter, with great resistance. It's equivalent to taking your own interests and dedicating them to all mankind. It's really incredible. It feels strange to me."
"So I quietly investigated the 100 people who attended the closed-door meeting."
Li Xianfeng sighed softly and whispered: "Actually, there are no particularly good results. One-third of them clearly support the imposition of a rich tax. They claim that it is for the people's votes."
“The other two-thirds were ambiguous and did not take a clear position.”
"But in the past two months, the world situation has indeed been turbulent. About 300 wealthy people, including some energy and mineral resource tycoons, major shareholders of multinational companies, etc., died due to various accidents. Political turmoil in various countries is very serious. Many people The prime minister was impeached and resigned, and personnel changes were extremely drastic..."
"It seems that there is a pair of invisible hands that are leading and controlling everything. These invisible hands are very hidden, but because Lao Wang is also involved, I have some suspicions."
"I actually have some ideas, but I dare not say too much."
"At least this step seems to be successful."
"Lao Zhang, do you have any special ideas? Who knows what the future of mankind will be like?"
When Li Xianfeng said this, he was silent for a while.
Zhang Ming did not stop running, and the turbid air exhaled from his chest turned into cloud-like white mist. The snow underfoot is still thick, and a large area of snow will collapse in with every step.
However, Zhang Ming still understood what Li Xianfeng meant.
Maybe they are "people with special abilities" who have changed the history of the earth.
Zhang Ming smiled and said: "Actually... this matter is nothing. Lao Li, as a scientist, you have some liberal tendencies, so I can understand it."
"But you are so simple, so you better not get involved in political struggles."
Li Xianfeng suddenly said on the radio: "I have been thinking, what should people do if they have an afterlife? In this life, I am almost 70 years old, and my life has almost ended here. I have made some small achievements. But not much.”
"There are some things I see that I can't participate in and I can't change."
"If there is a next life, what should I do? Go into business, politics, the military, or something else? Or do nothing, just be a bystander?"
Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment and slowed down slightly. What do you mean? What kind of Riddler is this guy playing?
Could it be...
The broadcast stopped abruptly.
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In this way, Zhang Ming kept running with the boat in his hands.
When you are hungry, you stop to eat something. When you are tired, you put down the sailboat, hide in the bedroom and have a good sleep. After you are rested, you continue on your journey.
His footsteps were naturally much faster than those of the monkeys. It took him almost half a month to get out of the cold zone.
The temperature at this time has risen to 15 degrees Celsius, and the number of vegetation is increasing. The plants in this world are different from those on Turtle Island. The tree trunks are generally thick and there are few leaves on the top, which is reminiscent of the "bread tree" on the African continent.
It may be because there is not enough sunlight, and some plants are crooked, like bean sprouts. Photosynthesis can only replenish part of the energy required for growth, while the geothermal ecosystem derived from the earth can replenish the other part of the energy.
The existence of various towering trees blocked the forward route, and it was somewhat inappropriate to carry the sailboat. Zhang Ming could only push the boat forward slowly along a stream, using the power of "King Kong" on the water.
Suddenly, the monkeys shouted, "What a talent! (Starting place!)"
They all jumped off the boat and ran towards a felled tree on the shore, looking very happy.
Near this tree stump, there are also tools such as stone axes, shovels, and saws, which are quite rough. Although the monkeys have mastered some methods of metal smelting, Lao Zhang couldn't stand the technology when he picked up the saw with pits and copper odor.
Perhaps it was because he was moved by the scene, but the monkey's "hurriedness" made him feel a little sad, and he wiped his eyes with his furry palms.
When they set off, there were seven monkeys in total.
But now...the monkey has joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.
Zhang Ming understood what they meant and nodded: "Oh, you just cut down this tree and made a canoe..."
"The valley is nearby? Only the last three days are left!"
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The autumn wind stirs up the fog, and the green mountains appear thousands of miles away. Between the rocks and mountains and rivers, you can faintly hear the cries of apes echoing in the canyons.
This is a place called "Monkey Pavilion Valley". The primitive intelligent creatures still practice the lifestyle of working when the sun rises and breathing when the sun sets, almost isolated from the world.
In a cave with hot springs, a blazing fire burned, and several skewers of barbecue placed above exuded the aroma of cumin.
A fat and strong monkey king, about two meters tall, was racking his brains to create words on the sand.
For an intelligent race, the most important thing is inheritance. Wisdom without inheritance is not wisdom, just a little bit of personal cleverness.
However, as the amount of knowledge increased, the words left by our ancestors began to be insufficient, so we could only create them out of thin air.
The Monkey King scratched his head and touched his ears, brewing in front of the fire for a long time. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and uttered a word.
It draws a monkey skull on the ground with a knife inserted into it, which probably means "danger".
After inventing this word, the Monkey King was very satisfied. He grinned "Jie Jie" and laughed. He was exhausted from the thought he had just racked his brains. He was even more tired than fighting 10 female monkeys at night.
But the feeling I suppressed was simply... perfect!
The Monkey King roared, and then several "tribe elders" of different sizes gathered around to discuss the usage of this "word", whether it could be improved, etc. It was really stylish and a kind of civilized meeting. feeling.
(End of chapter)
