It seemed that it was the first time for the gourd monster to hear such a magical thing. The golden light on the complex lines flickered a few times, and he seemed to be very happy.
It asked without hesitation: [Then I won’t be polite! 】
[I want to know, what happened behind this story that caused you to break up with that girl? 】
[Didn’t you like her very much at that time? Why didn't she have a baby? According to the long-standing tradition, shouldn't we give birth to many, many children and live a happy life? 】
How could this be such gossip?
Could it be that this gourd has the same virtues as Shimama and the old goat?
Zhang Ming couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed: "Because at that time, I only valued her beautiful appearance and didn't understand her inner spirit."
"In other words, I was attracted to her genes. Under the influence of hormones, I was indeed highly happy at that time. I felt that the world without her in the future would not be the world I wanted. After all, I was still young at that time, and I was very happy at that time. In a school, we have many things in common. Talking about classmates, teachers, and test scores is everything in our lives. She also deliberately showed her good side to attract me."
"But this kind of devil-like happiness is short-lived. Over time, conflicts of inconsistent personalities will break out." Zhang Ming didn't say too many bad things. After all, in his opinion, the trigger for the breakup was His ex-girlfriend was a bit pretentious, which caused serious mental infighting between the two of them.
"Over time, we broke up due to internal differences."
"Alas, it has been so long since the past day. The whole earth has changed. Everything is changing. The so-called happy life depends on how you define it. After all, desire is like a black hole that cannot be filled. "
Zhang Ming sorted out the letters on the table. The stories of the past were not even a drop of water in history, but they were the most precious pearls in his heart.
Even though these pearls have long since withered and turned yellow over time, they are still his most precious things.
[Okay, very strange reason! But I can almost understand why you don't have children. ] The gourd monster seemed to be satisfied with his answer and asked again: [I have another wish. 】
[I want to know why you want to bury your head in a yellow sweater? According to my observation, it was just a sweater, not a sweater. Your memory is slightly different from the scene in the dream. Why do you have to change into a beige sweater? 】
Isn't this Shimama's biggest concern? Everyone laughs at Shimama, everyone is Shimama.
Zhang Ming rubbed his temples and suddenly thought of something. Did I remember it wrong? Wasn't it a beige sweater?
That’s right, how can you wear a sweater in the summer!
The beautiful memory was destroyed. He scratched the back of his head, feeling like he wanted to cry without tears.
Zhang Ming replied: "Maybe it's because I like furry things. It's normal for my memory to be confused."
"This is the drive for reproduction, just like you are a creature driven by wishes. If others make wishes to you, you will be full of action and happiness. Human beings are creatures driven by reproduction. Behaviors that are conducive to reproduction can make me happy.
"Even just tricking my brain into thinking I'm reproducing can make me happy. Burying your head in a sweater is a phenomenon of false reproduction. Just imagining it is very pleasant, that's about it."
He felt so embarrassed that after his brain recovered a little, he actually explained academic issues to Xiao Gourd.
And the gourd monster listened with great interest, looking like a curious baby.
"Not only humans, but many other races are creatures that operate based on the drive for reproduction. Whether it is culture or various behaviors, it can all be explained by the drive for reproduction."
"As for the drive to reproduce, there is another drive, the survival drive. The survival drive also involves various details, such as eating to get happiness, and keeping the temperature to get a sense of security. As a person with anomalous syndrome, I subconsciously feel that something is wrong, too. The survival factor drives me to resist.”
The gourd was quite satisfied, and the golden light bloomed on the complex lines: [So that’s it, what an interesting insight! ! Can I make a wish to you next time? Do you feel the joy of fulfilling other people's wishes? 】
"Um...of course, as long as I don't get sick."
"Once you get sick, there's nothing you can do about it."
[In fact, I still have a lot to ask you, but you need to hurry up and use the anchor point you just found to build a dream firewall. I won’t interrupt you here. 】
The golden gourd floated out of the room, reading the story from the book with great interest.
In the past few months, it has made rapid progress. At first, it would even make up a "story about the pure love of a yellow-haired tauren".
Now...it's even better!
Of course, it is still a little happy now and can't wait to find someone to talk to.
But it can't find anyone to chat with. Even the little white turtle who sympathizes with it has to practice cultivation. There is no one like it who has nothing to do all day long... The one who can best chat with him at the moment is actually the crazy Zhang Ming. .
…
Zhang Ming, who had recovered a little bit of energy, always felt that this gourd was so leisurely and leisurely, as if he was traveling in the world.
Although this guy looks weak, he possesses all kinds of magical abilities. It is really impossible to imagine what the structure is inside the gourd.
"Is it a lot of tentacles? Hmm..."
[Not tentacles. ] The elusive gourd heard Lao Zhang's muttering, teleported over, and said in a weird way: [Inside the gourd... is my true body. It shouldn't trigger your desire to reproduce, but it won't be too much. ugly. 】
[But even if you make a wish, I won’t let you see it. 】
Zhang Ming's expression gradually became awkward, and in the end he could only explain: "I just wanted to experience the feeling of embarrassment. After all, I haven't been embarrassed for a long time after getting the disease..."
[I see, you are really smart. ] Hulu marveled and said in a teasing tone: [If you want to experience embarrassment, I can tell you a very embarrassing joke. Of course, I still recommend that you build a dream firewall quickly. If you don't know how, I can help you in your dream. 】
"It's okay, I'll do it myself."
Zhang Ming closed his eyes, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and used the "dream spell" ability.
I got this ability from the "Faceless Man". I haven't studied it seriously, but now it comes in handy.
Since [Lightning Control·Alienation] has been fully cultivated, switching from the spirit bar is also an innate ability.
So Zhang Ming simply switched the "Dream Entering Technique" to the mental skill column.
After "Dream Entrance" became an innate ability, it quickly became more handy, as if it had become an instinct.
"This ability is quite complicated. The abilities of the World Hunter are really weird."
Zhang Ming closed his eyes and constructed the image of "Xiao Bai" in his mind.
This is called a "spiritual seed" and can be projected into other people's dreams, causing others to dream about "Xiao Bai" for no reason.
You can also act as a bodyguard for your own dreams.
However, this "little white" is not yet agile, and more elements must be conceived to make its image vivid.
Next, Zhang Ming constructed another simple dream - the Turtle Island. The place where he lived for 8 years was his spiritual haven. The familiar scenes of the Mysterious Valley, the Great Hall, the beach, the Gobi Desert, giant coconut trees and turtle caves are still vivid in my mind.
It's just that at the outermost edge of the scene, there is another layer of gray-black fog that is slowly invading - this is the disease of reality.
The more complex, the more flexible, the deeper the memory, and the more creatures there are in the scene, the slower the invasion of the disease will be.
Zhang Ming spent more than five hours arranging the plants, sand and gravel on Turtle Island, and added quite a few fish in the East Bay. Then in the mysterious valley, some turtles were added. However, these fish and turtles have no spirituality, they just move randomly.
Spiritual "spiritual seeds" require a lot of mental energy to construct, and can also be put into other dreams.
"This dream is equivalent to my real experience. It is an effective firewall."
"The disease of infidelity must first contaminate this firewall before it can continue to contaminate my spiritual will."
Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and came to the edge of the dream. The gray-black fog is spreading rapidly in the ocean. It is cold and dead. It only takes 20 hours to quickly pollute the entire scene.
"Theoretically, as long as the speed at which I construct the dream is greater than the speed at which I pollute it, I can resist it for a long time."
"The same is true for the memory library, but the memory library cannot be easily used until the last moment."
So, Zhang Ming opened his eyes again, moved a small bench, and quietly watched Xiaobai happily swimming in the water. He tried to make Xiaobai more flexible. After all, Xiaobai's image can be interspersed in many situations. in the scene.
As for Lord Shimama who is also interspersed in multiple scenes, ahem, there is no need to observe how this stinky stone came to be so slutty.
Then he glanced at Brother Hao, who had just woken up. The old dog had been sleeping all day long, and now he woke up drowsily.
It shook its body, and its four short legs circled around the deck several times. Maybe it was exercising?
The old dog is like performing a yangko dance, with its front legs moving forward and its hind legs moving backwards, pulling itself into a long sausage, with its mouth wide open, making a yawning expression of ecstasy.
"Ahh~" Two drops of saliva dripped from the pink tongue.
Whether the old dog survives or not is his "anchor" in terms of practical significance.
"Brother Hao is exercising like this, doesn't he really want to kill me?" Lao Zhang, who has a life span of 130,000 years, thought to himself.
"Come on, Brother Hao, if we persist for a few more decades, we can return to Earth!"
Brother Hao glanced at him and seemed a little shocked that his master had come out to bask in the sun for the first time today. He also said hello: "Aw!"
(End of chapter)
