Zhang Ming collected a few pieces of broken wall coverings and bricks and sent them to the Honggang people.
Facing the unprecedented ancient relics, a large group of experts seemed to be facing some rare treasures and immediately started studying them with interest.
The master of engineering, metallurgy, and metallurgy was tinkering with a certain instrument for a long time. He was very interested in it at first, but later he lost interest: "Well, this, that..."
"To be honest, the workmanship of these things is actually quite rough, and the attainments in the other world are not as good as expected...a bit rough, haha!"
Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment.
Honggang people have a broad body and a bold personality. They can say that they are "rough" creatures. How rough must they be.
Master Gong displayed several pictures on the screen: "You see, these runes have the characteristics of reinforcement, which are slightly different from ours. The main reason is that the standardization has not been unified. The painter really does whatever he wants and relies on inspiration. Play.”
"But here, it has long been templated and standardized."
"Which one is more powerful?"
"Let's put it this way... Some customized things do require inspiration to give full play to the performance of the item. But things like seals..." Master Gong left some face to the ancients. In fact, in most cases, they are standardized and templated. be better.
If you act recklessly with inspiration, how many inferior products will you produce? ! If you were my apprentice, your head would be smashed alive!
Zhang Ming understood the subtext and laughed "haha" twice.
The battle between the present and the past is so terrifying.
Master Gong played a few more pictures: "These rune structures are severely damaged. We guess it may be a detection mechanism that can detect the state of the demon eyeball... That eyeball cannot be turned over. It must be facing the time and space node."
"And these structures should use the remains of the Six Blinds to hedge against the erosion of the Demon God's power. Without the Six Blind's remains as a hedge, no matter how strong these sealing structures are, they will soon be destroyed by the Demon God's power."
"These rune circuits are a warning to the outside world, asking them not to destroy the abyss seal..."
"The overall structure of the seal is roughly like this."
Zhang Ming nodded: "Can it be repaired?"
Gong Jinye patted his chest: "It can be completely repaired, don't worry! The overall structure is quite simple, and it is still an assembly line project. It can be done better!"
He was not boasting about Haikou. Their unique technology was "hardened over thousands of times" and was much more difficult than this kind of seal. It could even be said to be a thousand or ten thousand times more complicated!
In the eyes of this group of Honggang people, this seal is completely the civil engineering of the primitive era. There is no such thing as structural design at all, it is just based on the material properties!
How could it not be imitated?
Zhang Ming was relieved and sighed softly in front of the Honggang people.
However, at this moment, a not so wonderful sixth sense emerged.
He could actually guess what this sixth sense was, but for a while, he could only force a smile and pretend that everything was going well.
He returned to the original place and chatted with Bai Ze for a while to confirm the location of the seals.
"窡!磣!" Bai Ze spit out the corresponding spiritual language.
Suddenly, a dark picture flooded into his mind, which was the image of the original seal. A large number of dense light points formed an image similar to the innate Bagua.
It's very delicate and simple, and it elegantly fits some naturally occurring formation patterns, somewhat similar to those on the back of a basalt turtle.
Bai Ze explained: "This is the Luoshu River map of the Youfeng clan. The talent of the Youfeng clan is to seal all things. What is arranged here is only the residual formation, which is enough."
"So much..."
Zhang Ming counted for a while, and his mood became increasingly depressed. There were more than three thousand seals in the vast abyss!
Nearly a thousand light points among them are emitting red light, which means that the seal is completely damaged and the remains of [Six Blinds] are missing.
He has to kill all these thousand powerful monsters before he can let Hong Gangren repair it...
As for the remaining two thousand seals, they are more or less damaged and need to be slightly repaired.
He returned to the cabin, discussed with the Hongsteel people for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.
"The total amount of the entire project is estimated to take... 80 years under the best circumstances!"
"If you go slower, it might take 90 years or even 100 years!"
"It's okay, it's acceptable!" The master of industry, metallurgy and metallurgy glowed brightly and started chatting excitedly with other Honggang people.
Upon hearing this project deadline, Zhang Ming suddenly felt that his worldview was shattered. Everything he cherished was constantly moving away, fleeing to another universe, never to be seen again.
It felt like something fell from a high altitude and fell to the concrete floor. It shattered with a "pop" and there was no way to repair it.
Even in the Sea of Demon Gods, a 100-year project is not a long time.
It took a thousand years for the Azurite people to build the Pillar of Heaven; a long-distance trade between civilizations might take a hundred years; the "Starfire Cannon" of the Honggang people has also lasted for eight hundred years. The future continues to be built.
The development of unique technology and the increase of civilization heritage do not require hundreds or even thousands of years?
“We can fully afford this project!”
"Just think of it as doing a good deed for the entire world community...Seal restoration, why does it have to last for thousands of years?"
The Hong Gang people are still talking loudly in their ears and are full of enthusiasm. This news is really great for them!
On the contrary, Zhang Ming's mental state was somewhat trance-like, and he had a series of hallucinations.
For someone who is not yet 50 years old, a hundred years of project time is indeed too long and too cruel.
He felt like he had been crushed by the wheel of time. He was like a wild cat that was crushed to death by a car on a country road. His body was flattened, and his blood-stained fur and flesh were smeared all over the ground. Only that tail was intact, and the furry tail swayed in a terrifying arc in the wind. Finally, a few wild dogs discovered the body and carved it up, so that his final fate became a piece of shit.
He will be trapped here for another hundred years!
From kindergarten, primary school, middle school, university... countless wonderful memories are like withered yellow leaves, withered to the ground in the sweep of the autumn wind.
He can never go back to the past...
In other words, it was never possible for him to go back to the past. From the day he crashed on Turtle Island, there was no such hope.
Tomorrow is long gone.
Everything is just a self-comforting lie.
At this moment, Zhang Ming ushered in the collapse of his worldview.
However, no matter what, compared with the original waiting period of 300 years, 80 years seems much shorter.
"Mr. Zhang, take a look at this plan form!" The Hong Steel man's eloquent talk made Zhang Ming gradually come back to his senses from his trance.
This group of bearded men were in particularly high spirits today, and their voices were particularly loud: "We will try to complete this big project as quickly as possible and return to the Sea of Demon Gods as soon as possible!"
"I have no objection." Zhang Ming glanced at the form, then turned his head and glanced at the ceiling.
He was in a trance, spending so much time struggling to move forward, sailing against the current, and constantly going backwards, trying to go back to the past.
But after finally returning to the past, where is home?
"I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the room and take a rest."
"You are going in the wrong direction. Your room is on the right..." The experts and scholars in the room were still discussing feverishly.
No one knows what this extraordinary person is thinking in his mind.
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Zhang Ming walked forward step by step, as if facing a wall of time, the endless space and time blocking everything around him.
It’s not that people on earth have forgotten him. People on earth will never forget him.
But the people and things he remembered would all disappear after a hundred years and cease to exist.
From birth to death, from failure to success, from pursuit to struggle, from sadness to joy, from love and hate, to ups and downs.
Those people and those smiles are just insignificant existences to the entire human race, and they will never make a splash in history. But that was all Zhang Ming remembered.
In the face of endless time and space, everything condenses into a lonely singularity and turns into cold nothingness.
Zhang Ming suddenly couldn't find the anchor of his life. He was really just a wandering duckweed.
He suddenly felt a little tired and wanted to have a good sleep.
I miss those big turtles, little turtles, and the mother turtles very much. I want to go back to the turtle island and spend the rest of my life with the turtles. As for what the world is like, what does it have to do with me, Lao Zhang?
Then I don’t know how long I walked, and I don’t know where I walked. The world suddenly dimmed.
Nameless mist filled the surrounding space.
Something seemed to be crawling on the ship's walls, the soundproof walls made of vibranium.
"Huh?" Zhang Ming frowned slightly, recovering from his dazed state.
"what's the situation?"
He punched the wall violently, only to find that there wasn't even a fingerprint left on the wall.
The squirming thing disappeared.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, blocking the surrounding sight. There is only a flickering light, emitting a dim red light in front.
He walked forward along the light.
Not long after, I saw a dark red flame, like a sun, covering the entire world.
【Everyone has different joys and sorrows. You seem to be in a state of needing help. 】
[I can help you, it only requires you to pay a small price. 】
[I am a long-cherished wish, I advocate equal exchange, and I can help you overcome almost all difficulties. 】
The rustling murmurs are like the whispers of galaxies against the background of the starry sky.
Demon God [Long-cherished Wish]!
Zhang Ming was shocked and suddenly woke up from that dazed state.
(End of chapter)
