The time train seemed to speed up at this moment, from a slow snail to a raging wild horse!
Day by day, month by month, year by year.
The magnificent sea of demons,
Countless things happened.
Countless things ended.
The appearance of the Demon God [Long-cherished Wish] did not cause much disturbance. The power it can currently exert is indeed too small.
Even though its ability is extremely powerful, it is only a world away and can only become incompetent and furious after being scolded.
As the seal is repaired, its power will become smaller and smaller, and eventually it will be completely blocked from another world.
What's more, after it appeared once, it was treated as a toy by a mental patient, and it was severely humiliated once. In the end, it rarely came out.
[Long-cherished Wish] might be brewing something, but Zhang Ming actually couldn't control it too much, he just kept improving the seal.
As for the repair work of the abyssal seal, it was boring and boring, no different from regular civil engineering. 12,000 Hongsteel people worked overtime.
Zhang Ming fights monsters every day, occasionally picking up garbage at the bottom of the abyss and stuffing it into the moon...
Since every day is the same, there is quite a sense of confusion in time and space.
Occasionally when I feel bad, I just lie down and sleep.
The Demon God [Long-cherished Wish] was unwilling to come out and accept the humiliation, which made it less fun.
Occasionally when I am in a good mood, I will have a drink with the Honggang people. Even if I don't get drunk no matter how much I drink, I will still be mentally exhausted.
In the long-term mental tug-of-war and the continuous misfortune, Zhang Ming was not as strong as he imagined, but he just didn't tell others.
As for the various stories that happened during this period, they are really sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, with mixed flavors.
"Memory Library!"
Zhang Ming is actually reluctant to recall this long and difficult time.
I don’t want to forget them completely.
So I simply spent some time organizing these memories into a brand new book.
If one day, the brain becomes rigid, the person suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and cannot accept any new knowledge, these old memories may become the most precious treasure.
"They are like old wine, getting mellower as it ages! One day, I will dig it out and taste it again."
Zhang Ming waved his hand and wrote a line of large characters on the title page: "The years I was trapped in the abyss, partying with a group of bearded men, goat-headed monsters and the devil [Long-cherished Wish]!" 》
Very good, the title of the book is great!
It will definitely sell well on earth!
"One sentence review: During this long time of being trapped in the abyss, I have been in a state of misfortune. Basically, there is no good news, only bad news!"
"During this long period of time, relatives and friends have gradually parted ways, and the earth's civilization has undergone greater changes. It seems that I have become a small, helpless duckweed."
"But it doesn't matter. I have lost my biggest weakness. I am now flat enough and nothing can knock me down anymore!"
Zhang Ming paused for a while and described those unlucky past events.
"When I was 54 years old, old comrade Li Xianfeng died. This guy's cultivation qualifications were so poor that he died at almost a hundred years old."
"Li Xianfeng has already explained this matter, so I can accept it. The separation is just to get together. I am not worried about Li Xianfeng's afterlife... I hope he can have a successful career."
"Since that set of broadcasting equipment that can contact me is relatively precious, Wang Fumin manages it on my behalf."
"Of course, Lao Wang is quite busy at work and doesn't have much time for broadcasting. I can only let the original girl announcer continue to broadcast the news for me. Without Li Xianfeng's company, I always feel that something is missing, but everything in the world is broken. Let’s have a feast. I hope he will be reborn in a good pregnancy and we can meet again in the future.”
As for the girl announcer, Zhang Ming didn't know her name, so he had no choice but not to write it down.
He actually missed Li Xianfeng's voice.
Zhang Ming thought for a while and then wrote: "When I was 59 years old, the powerful Qin Yiwei became the dictator of the human world and began his long-planned cultural genocide campaign."
"He believes that diversity is the root of human division. The world only needs a few of the best cultures, but if you want to eliminate culture, it is inevitable that conflicts between people will increase rapidly and social trends of thought will undergo drastic changes."
"The female announcer, when talking about relevant news, even if it follows official information on the surface, she will inevitably feel weird at times, because the whole process will definitely produce various injustices and various extreme phenomena."
"In the eyes of me, a bystander, it is difficult and cruel to eliminate diversity. Therefore, during the decades of Qin Yiwei's rule, the population of the earth has decreased instead of increasing."
"But to me, this is just a small thing. Occasionally, in the radio broadcast, I learned that unrest broke out in a certain area, and a racial war broke out in a certain area."
"However, these small disturbances were quickly suppressed. In the face of the Supernatural Alliance, which has an absolute advantage in terms of force, a few superpowers cannot achieve big things."
"Sometimes, grand narratives are so cruel... I'm too lazy to write, so let's leave it at that."
Zhang Ming paused again for a moment and sighed slightly.
Things on earth are actually like this, vague and indistinct, just like looking at the moon in water, what you see is only vague and not very real.
This thing is getting farther and farther away from him. Calls such as "dictator" and "oligarch" have no sense of empathy and cannot be imagined without personal experience.
Zhang Ming was born in the prosperous era of Daxia Kingdom, and all the memories in his life are small personal matters.
What exactly was the "Stalin Era" like, what was the "Qing Dynasty" like, and even what the 20th century was like, are limited to historical records. If you want to truly understand the social trends of that time and what people thought at that time, really It's very difficult.
What he pays attention to and can understand are only small personal matters...
Zhang Ming also wrote: "In the three years between the ages of 68 and 70, my parents passed away one after another. When they realized that their physical condition was not good, they finally said goodbye to me through the radio."
"Actually, there's nothing special about it. What's the weather like today? What food did I eat? My neighbor's uncle cheated on me. My great-grandson likes to eat leek dumplings... Oh, by the way, I already have a grandson. My children call me uncle. "
"Oh, by the way, what is my grandson's name... I forgot it, or I didn't even bother to remember it when I was listening to the radio."
"It seemed like it was just an ordinary day. They waved to me who was still a student while doing math homework, saying that they were going out to buy groceries, and told me to get into a good university. Then they stayed in yesterday forever. .”
"However, I am already 70 years old, and I don't even feel too sad because I haven't seen them for 46 years. Time has long since erased everything."
"When I was young, I didn't actually think about issues of life, separation, and death. From the first day I was in trouble, I had already thought about these issues. Can I face my own death calmly? Can I face the death of my loved ones? Death?"
"When this day really comes, I seem to be able to accept it naturally, except for being a little unwilling."
"It happened to be on this day that the inexplicable red flame emerged again, saying that it could fulfill all wishes. So I scolded it for three hours. A wise demon naturally has dignity. I think It is shaking with anger, but there is nothing it can do to me. This guy is really a perfect stress relief tool! I really hope it will come out a few more times when I am in a bad mood."
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"Then when I was 74 years old, there was a huge conflict between Lao Wang and his immediate boss, Qin Yiwei."
"It may be that the accumulated high-pressure policies have touched Lao Wang's sensitive heart, or it may be that too many people have died, and the people's living standards have worsened, making Lao Wang increasingly dissatisfied. The conflict of political views has caused the two parties to part ways."
"Lao Wang was transferred to an idle department, and the brotherhood of so many years has been exhausted."
"I heard about it on the radio and called him to find out what was going on."
"Old Wang smiled bitterly: My hands are stained with the blood of my compatriots. I have deceived and abducted, and I have committed almost all crimes against humanity. But he still thinks it is not extreme enough. He wants to kill more, more people!"
"I'm speechless. In Lao Wang's eyes, the human world may be about to collapse, but I can't feel it. I even think it's just a trivial matter."
"Perhaps, in a longer time scale, this story is just a small wave in the long river of history. The so-called death and sacrifice are just the price. History will not record that price."
"Even on a broader scale, looking at the entire Sea of Demon Gods, the things within human beings are really just insignificant things."
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"Then when I was 82 years old, another unfortunate thing happened. The radio that had been with me for 48 years stopped broadcasting for more than a month, so I was very anxious!"
"Through Gaia consciousness, I contacted Lao Wang, and then I realized that the original radio station was broken."
"That radio station has been working for 58 years. None of the parts inside can be replaced. Once replaced, Gaia's consciousness will not recognize it. After 58 years of tinkering with it, it finally died and can no longer be used. ”
"Okay, this may be the biggest misfortune in my life. I can't get real-time information about the earth."
"The dark red flame appeared in time, indicating that it could realize all wishes. So I pointed at Sang and scolded Huai for two hours, making it tremble all over and the flame deformed... Haha, but next time I won't do it again If you scold it, I want to yin and yang it, praise it fiercely, and let it enjoy happiness!"
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(End of chapter)
