Chapter Twenty-Eight: Water Injection Space (Revision)

I took out the PAD, it's okay, there is still the network, and there is no problem with the network here at the moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info I almost cheered.

Quickly connect to Wanwei and download Google Zombie Map. Satellites will not have problems for a while, and with this the odds of survival will be greatly increased. It's just that if there is no network, it will depend on Xiao Yueyue.

The TV set is still the same as it was a long time ago, and the TV station staff is still working.

"Now there is a piece of news: a cannibal tragedy occurred in Miami, USA, and a homeless man was gnawed on the face by a naked man. He has been sent to the hospital for treatment. ā€

My hand stopped, and something happened to the United States.

The announcer smiled and smiled, and I just felt like I was walking on thin ice. I really don't know why these things are suddenly erupting, and in a few days, this place will fall.

"Now insert a message: the city health and epidemic prevention station said that rabies will break out in the near future, please send the general public to the hospital for treatment in time if they find a fever, the hospital is currently capable of treatment, please rest assured. If you find that your pet has manic symptoms in the next few days, please deal with it promptly. ā€

Hehe, is it really capable of healing?

I checked the list and wanted to bring everything with me like a hamster, and at that time the psychology teacher said that this was simply a common trait of all women. Because in ancient times, women were responsible for taking care of babies in caves, arranging food, and so on. Therefore, pursue a complete sense of security.

Right now? Oh, let's go see MAX.

Water, yes, less water.

It would be nice to be able to find a water source, but I don't know if it will be polluted. I tried to pry the tub off, but it seems that this luxury suite has a reason to be expensive. I actually carved out a whole thing out of this whole stone.

I'm the only one left, and it's absolutely necessary to get to know myself when I have nothing to do. I don't know why some things happen, but maybe Hegel is right. Existence is reasonable.

I closed my eyes, soaked my whole body in the water, concentrated, kept repeating, there was a piece of land here, there was a piece of land here. It belongs to me at the moment, and it belongs to me at the moment. According to the principle of pre-emption in civil law, it is mine.

I think the whole person walked in, it was mine.

"Have you figured it out?" Suddenly another voice came into my head, and it made me feel bad. It's very bad, my sea of consciousness should have complete privacy. I'm going to be crazy if all your thoughts are watched.

However, the sound is so familiar. How does it feel that it's my voice?

I dismissed distractions and buried my head in the water. The water around me was almost suffocating, and my chest felt like something was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe. I can't hear sound in my ears, but I feel that my hearing has become extra sensitive.

Water is a medium of communication between all walks of life, and I think it may not be the role of water itself, but like this, to create an absolutely static world, an absolute environment of spiritual concentration.

There seemed to be light in front of me, and I struggled hard, shook off the attachment to my body, and ran forward, habitually turning my head, only to see the other self slowly falling backwards, falling behind the horizon. She had long hair, but she was a familiar face to me.

So what?

I ran all the way forward and got into what I thought was the light. Is this the world where I take ownership?

The things that were put in before were neatly stacked on the side. The ground was still sandy, and it was golden sand except for the part where I put the water. I tried to bring water from the other side of the world and pour it into the land that had already been wet. The water flows down the hand like a small dragon that winds its way. Little by little, they drill into the soil that is already somewhat soiled.

It's a good sign, I'm a little flustered and continue to irrigate. The water circle circled into a circle half an acre and never spread any further, until it became a puddle of water that was not too big or small, and I snapped my fingers and whistled. It's a nice feeling to create, but no one sees, no one appreciates, no one worships. Is this the mood of the Creator?

So Nuwa just wants to make some people out, doesn't she?

I don't think I have that much ability, and if I can connect here unintentionally, I may have used up all my luck in this life. Too much good luck, too much windfall, is to lose life. is still the same sentence, how much ability you have, you can do as much as you want, just like not everyone can tattoo a Guan Erye on their back.

But is it possible to grow plants with soil and water? Can you farm? I look around at a large area of sand, hehe......

As a liberal arts student, I would like to say that I still know the importance of such things as sunlight.

The top of the head is bright and translucent. But it's not the feeling of sunshine and warmth, just like a fluorescent lamp, bright and emotionless.

I looked up, but it couldn't be, this was just a dusty corner of another very large world? Will there be a pair of eyes looking through the glass cover above my head, curious to see me busy here?

Life is like a play, we play ourselves. Others watch the play and also act.

Well, if you think too much, Huiji will be hurt and your love will not live. I'm still busy with what I'm doing before I think about making a cameo appearance as a philosopher, and then be recorded as a milestone in human civilization, hehe.

The things are placed neatly, and they are still stacked layer by layer, which means that there is no wind here. That is, there is no air convection, no heat source.

I thought, I'm going to have to get a house to come in. The feeling now is to leave a bunch of stuff in the wild and feel insecure. But what about the boss's lighter?

I hooked up a synthetic dress and wanted to do an experiment.

If there is a heat source, is there air convection? And then there was the wind?

However, the lighter was not lit at all. Is it because there is no oxygen? So how did I survive??! I was horrified, this kind of thing...... Could it be related to physical changes?

Or are alien creatures like me who don't need oxygen? Wouldn't all the ways in which the body circulate have to change? So how do you adapt to the global environment?

Suddenly, a thought was lit like a match. As long as the genes are perfect enough, the ability to adapt will become extremely strong.

Could it be that someone is doing genetic experiments?

That long-term question doesn't suit me, I just get some information I need to know about my property. Survival is the first element, saving humanity, that is what you do after eating well and sleeping well.

Then, how do you get out? You can't always rely on water, and if you don't have it, it's troublesome.

As soon as I thought about getting out, the thing threw me out in a hurry, as if I would pollute the environment if I stayed there any longer.

I woke up in the empty bathtub, there was no water, and I still had a summer undershirt in my hand. Speechless, I threw it back.

Also, I found that the environment on this small planet has a lot to do with the environment I'm in right now, for example, it started out dry and nothing. When I kill some zombies, I think I'm more mentally mature, and I'll be able to irrigate them.

I tried to concentrate, the air conditioner was a little high, down a little, I lay down on the soft bed, this thing is going to be taken with me! Well, good idea.

As for suffering, it has never been a problem. I believe that the girls I know are tenacious. The kind of woman who will not admit defeat without shedding the last drop of blood will never be afraid because of hard work.

We're all of those who never, never, never give up.

Because, because being alive is either a winner or a loser, do you dare to lose?