Chapter 297: Emperor Zhang’s Mental Illness

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Zhang Ming opened his eyes suddenly, sweating profusely, and made an "ah" sound in his throat. My mind was in turmoil, as if I had been struck viciously by an awl.

Then he bit the tip of his tongue again and realized that the sun outside the window was hanging in the west, emitting an orange-red light. The familiar environment brought him a subtle sense of security.

A group of friends were watching me curiously in the bedroom.

He was like a dying fish, with his mouth open and his palms stretched forward with difficulty, feeling the burning heat from the real world.

Zhang Ming breathed heavily, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, and he couldn't even tell whether the brief scene that just happened was an illusion.

"A dream? Or a real attack?!"

"What's the matter with you? You fell to the ground with a thud! I was scared to death, and it was Xiaobai who moved you to the bedroom." Shimama cursed angrily, "Why are young people so useless? .”

Finding that there was nothing exciting to watch, he rolled away in a hurry, wailing all the way, "Why doesn't the gourd accept my wish? Why?"

Little gourd: [……]

Zhang Ming checked the attribute panel and found that all attributes had not been reduced.

Including the "source" that was just consumed after using 10 times the burning soul, it is now back again.

"It's just a dream? Is it close to a real dream..."

Zhang Ming recalled the scene he had just experienced, his pupils were still dilated and he felt deeply scared. He felt that this matter was not that simple. The long fishing line seemed to extend into an endless space and time. It was another level of power.

But he seemed to have escaped by force through "soul splitting"?

"What are you pretending to be? Forget it, it's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided."

Lao Zhang cursed and walked to the deck to bask in the sun.

He looked relaxed on the surface, but his heart was still beating fast.

Today's scene lingered in his mind, and he had a vague feeling that he might have been cursed by some extremely vicious curse.

A curse at the level of a demon!

"Did [Long-cherished Wish] do it? No, it's impossible... [Long-cherished Wish] has been sealed, and its power is difficult to penetrate."

Zhang Ming focused his attention on the small gourd, "Did it do it? Does it have such ability?"

At least based on current observations, Xiao Gourd has no other abilities besides its invincible defensive capabilities.

The power transmitted by the fishing line in the dream just now was too powerful, definitely at the level of a demon.

As an extraordinary person, Zhang Ming had almost no resistance. In just a short moment, his soul was taken away.

"The things in dreams may not be accurate. They may not be demons, but some kind of hallucination."

"The power of the unknown demon... Why is it targeting me? Could it be Xiao Gourd... But according to Bai Ze's observation, it didn't lie that day. It just came here, quietly waiting for me to die, and then helped I collect the corpse..."

The ability to distinguish lies left over from the mythical beast "True Listening" is almost absolute. Only a demon god who specifically possesses "Lying Rules" can avoid the penetration of Listening's power.

Zhang Ming didn't think that this magical talkative gourd could avoid the detection of the power of listening.

"What's going on?"

The only demon that Zhang Ming has offended currently is [Long-cherished Wish]. The feeling of being suddenly targeted by another demon is really too bad.

Thinking of this, I felt numb. Where did this incredible luck come from, meeting the devil one after another?

So he could only find Mr. Bai Ze, who was more reliable, and told the matter.

Bai Ze was sleeping soundly when something like this happened suddenly. Flames flickered in his pupils. After a long while, he analyzed: "I think that [Long-cherished Wish] besides teleporting the gourd, has also prepared another follow-up plan." hand."

"It may have made a deal with another demon god who intends to directly steal your soul. As for the remaining extraordinary remains, the gourd will collect them. What a plan!"

Zhang Ming nodded: "You agree with me. What should we do next?"

"There is no way." Bai Ze sighed: "Through your description, the demon first used the memory loopholes in your childhood to make you panic."

"As long as you are frightened, you will be anchored by it and take away your soul. It's just that you escaped through some kind of technique... Unless there are no memory holes in your life cycle, then it will not be able to do anything to you. ”

This... there is no way to fight against it!

Although Zhang Ming has the ability of "memory library" and can organize memories.

But he has spent too much time in fear in his life. Once his memory is deleted on a large scale, will he still be able to maintain normal thinking?

In other words, this ability is almost unsolvable?

Bai Ze smiled bitterly and said: "What do you think? The power of the devil is so terrifying. Otherwise, everyone would kill the god."

"We can only pray to that demon god. He is far away from us and the power he can exert is limited."

"It's really difficult for people to fight against the devil... it's very difficult."

It suddenly remembered something: "I have something, the hair of the mythical beast 'Nine-Colored Deer', which can protect the soul, and I will give it to you now."

"But you can't take it lightly. After all, the power of the mythical beast is not comparable to that of the real demon. And too much time has passed, and the remaining power is less than one in ten."

Zhang Ming perked up. This old guy had quite a lot of good stuff at hand, much better than Shimama!

"As for the gourd, the power of listening has been exhausted, and it is difficult to tell whether it is telling the truth or lies."

"It claims that it will not actively harm you, but there are some indirect things, which are not lies."

"You, be careful of the gourd."

Zhang Ming was silent for a long time, then took a piece of radiant hair, wrapped it in a small sachet, and hung it on his chest.

The Nine-Colored Deer is a mythical beast that is said to be able to distinguish good from evil and is extremely righteous.

But even the Nine-Colored Deer itself was killed by the Demon God. The power of a single hair is too limited and can only be said to be better than nothing.

He looked at the blue sky and sighed: "Oh, that's all we can do. The soldiers will stop us, and the water will cover us up."







Time once again passed by in a hurry, and three peaceful months passed in the blink of an eye.

Strangely, Zhang Ming did not suffer a second attack.

For the little white turtle, life now is a hundred times more beautiful and comfortable than in the abyss!

It is a lively but patient turtle. Its biggest goal is to surpass its ancestors and surpass "Xuanwu". This is its ultimate goal when it comes to the Sea of ​​Demon Gods!

Every morning at four o'clock, the first thing I do when I wake up is to see if old comrade Hao is dead.

After confirming that Brother Hao was still breathing in the nest, he breathed a long sigh of relief, got out of the room, and started cleaning.

It remembered that in the beginning, it was cleaning the wooden sailboat with Brother Hao, but now it was the only turtle left. Time was always so ruthless and never willing to stop for a moment.

That's not right. Now there is a beautiful gourd on the boat, floating in mid-air, as if admiring its cleaning.

[Excuse me, what are you doing? ] The gourd monster, who knew nothing but a little bit of everything, suddenly asked a question.

Xiaobai was shocked, after all, the genius was Meng Mengliang.

It felt sincerely that the gourd's voice was quite pleasant. No matter which race it was, everyone found its voice very pleasant.

From the perspective of hostility, the "red eyeball" is the most hostile to the gourd and the most fearful of it. Bai Ze's fear of the devil has long been engraved in his bones.

Its bastard ancestor Shi Mama wanted to make a wish to the gourd all day long, so much so that the gourd ignored it; as for Emperor Zhang, he was in a semi-crazy state. After his soul was taken away once, he got a certain disease. A serious mental illness - some kind of curse it can't understand anyway.

(Sweeping, mopping, public areas!) Xiaobai responded.

[Can I sweep and mop the floor? 】

(Of course, you can do it.) Xiaobai thought that Gourd was going to help him clean up, and he cheered in his heart. This new ship has so many rooms and several floors, and it will be very tiring to clean!

Naturally, having multiple helpers is best.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the guy was motionless. Only then did he realize that the gourd was waiting for him to make a wish.

Xiaobai suddenly had a glimmer of enlightenment, and he wanted to be a teacher, and he was eager to try. It said: (If I don’t make a wish and just use declarative sentences, will you refuse to work?)

[No, I just don’t have the strength to move the mop and am hesitating about what I should do. 】

[Actually, you don’t have to worry. Making a wish is just a mechanism to promote my behavior. You don’t need to pay any price. ] Xiao Gourd said seriously.

Teacher Xiaobai, who graduated with a Ph.D., quickly understood what the so-called "behavior driving mechanism" is.

Just like a turtle wants to eat when it is hungry and sleep when it is sleepy.

"Hungry" and "sleepy" are the driving mechanism of a behavior.

It turns out that the driving mechanism of this gourd is actually "making a wish"!

The world is really big and full of wonders. No wonder the ancestor said it has no soul and it will remain motionless without other people's wishes.

So it demonstrated the steps for cleaning itself.

The diligent Turtle uses his telekinesis to control mops and brooms remotely and cleans very quickly.

(This is called sweeping and mopping the floor. Clean the dust on the floor, otherwise the floor will be dirty. But you should push yourself and find something to do by yourself, otherwise your... Hulusheng is too boring. You can't really Are you waiting for Zhang Ming to die? It may take a long time, and of course the curse may strike soon.)

[His illness is really not my fault and has nothing to do with me...]

Hulu said with some frustration: [Of course, I can understand your distrust, and I also understand that you hate me. But this is my rule. The deal reached with the Judgment Scale is mandatory. I can only stay here and complete my mission. 】

[I don’t have any ill intentions towards you. 】

(End of chapter)