Zhang Ming slept until the next morning.

I don't know if it was the sound of a seabird that woke him up, or if the first thing he felt when he woke up was a seabird's call, anyway, the moment he woke up, his mind was full of tactful bird words.

It's just not floral.

The second reaction is thirst.

Too thirsty, too thirsty.

The throat is full of smoke.

Glancing at the sky. The sky is blue and blue. Today, it seems that the hope for rain has basically failed.

Zhang Ming remembered that although there was no sign of fresh water in the surrounding area yesterday, the island was about more than ten square kilometers, and there were still some missing places that he hadn't seen. He simply walked to the sea, ready to go around the island, maybe there was a depression of water somewhere.

It was only when he walked that he reacted: his right arm was swinging freely, without the slightest discomfort. Looking through the right shoulder, the wound miraculously healed, and if you don't look closely, you can't see any traces of the wound at all.

In the middle of the afternoon, he walked back to the place where he had come ashore yesterday, and found nothing. There were a few puddles, but they had evaporated under the scorching sun yesterday, leaving only shallow water stains.

He remembered that most of the people on TV who were trying to survive on the islands could look forward to the passing ships, and as far as the eye could see, the calm water was endless, and there was not even a gray spot that looked like a sea ship.

But this look, he saw his old friend, the dolphin who had camelized him to the island.

"Wow, is that you? You're coming to see me? Zhang Ming forgot about his thirst for a while and walked towards the sea.

Judging by its length, it is undoubtedly the dolphin. It stayed in the same place yesterday as if waiting for Zhang Ming to appear, and when he saw Zhang Ming go down to the sea and walk towards him, he immediately jumped out of the sea, and his black head was still shaking a few times in the sun.

Zhang Ming found that the place where he went into the sea was full of fish. He was unfamiliar with marine fish, and saw that they were all the same kind of fish, and they seemed to be a large school of fish.

"Ha, did you come here and ask me to call for food?"

Zhang Ming didn't know that the dolphin had a very high IQ, and even had a brain capacity higher than that of the largest chimpanzee in the animal kingdom. It is true that in order to help humans, he will catch fish to provide food.

However, Zhang Ming didn't want to eat fish at this time.

His greatest desire is to drink water, even if it is only in a small sip.

Zhang Ming thought that the dolphin was catching fish because he wanted him to call it to eat. Mental power, Zhang Ming was surprised to find that like yesterday to control those who held the roulette gun, his current mental power is a "group attack", just like the magic wand of the mage in the game, swinging the staff and hitting a monster. A dozen or twenty fish flipped up Bai Huahua's belly under the attack of his telekinesis.

Zhang Ming picked them up one by one and threw them to the dolphins, but the dolphins were not polite and "laughed" one by one.

After eating seven or eight sticks, it seemed to be full, and it swam back and forth in front of Zhang Ming, sometimes jumping high.

After spending some time with the dolphins, Zhang Ming felt an unbearably thirsty thirst again - he realized that if he didn't think about it, he might faint due to dehydration, and then die.

Don't dare to delay any longer, just by the fish thought of the seabird. He thought that there was a lot of water in the blood, and the fish could hardly see blood, so there was always more blood in the body of the seabird than the fish. So he hurriedly waved to the dolphins and ran towards the place where the seabirds gathered. Attack a large seabird as you run. Seabirds are planted in an instant. After Zhang Ming picked it up, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Without any tools on his body, Zhang Ming rolled his eyes, so he had to learn from the primitive man to find a sharp rock, press the seabird to the ground, and cut his stomach with the tip of the stone - the first time he did such a thing made Zhang Ming suffer a lot, and the strong smell of blood made him almost vomit, and he almost threw away the prey in his hand.

Despite the intense discomfort, he still sliced the seabird's belly open. There is not much blood, you can't open your mouth to drink, you can only lick it.

Zhang Ming looked at the bloody bird in his hand blankly, feeling helpless.

Blood flows through the blood vessels. In a different way, try cutting the blood vessels.

He knew that no matter what he had done before, everything would be a new beginning from the time he escaped to this desert island. He must adapt to a life he has never experienced before, otherwise there is only a dead end!

Zhang Ming threw down the dead bird in his hand and hit one from the air again. This time, he brought the prey to the seashore, released it into the seawater to remove the feathers from the seabird's neck, and cut its neck with stones. The stone is far blunter than a knife, and it is said to be a cut, but it is actually a saw, which is sawed back and forth on the soft and tough skin.

This option works. After sawing a few times, a stream of blood spurted out of the seabird's neck, and Zhang Ming instinctively opened his mouth to pick it up. The moment the blood sprayed into his throat, what he thought was difficult to swallow turned out to be very pleasant to his senses - his dry throat was like a layer of cool oil on the skin bitten by mosquitoes, and it was immediately painless, itchy, refreshing and comfortable.

The seabird's blood was not as sticky and fishy as he had imagined, but had a faint sweet and umami taste.

In many things, it is forced to accept.

Zhang Ming went from hating raw blood to accepting only a moment of effort.

Next, Zhang Ming drank the blood of three seabirds in a row as if he was addicted. Although he felt a sense of guilt every time he shot down the birds, his dry body needed them.

If you can pick up some firewood and grass to make a fire, how pleasant it would be to have a barbecue in the wild! But this barren desert island really can't satisfy this desire. Zhang Ming had just drunk bird blood, and his stomach was feignedly full. But he knew that it would not be long before hunger would strike like an unbearable thirst in the morning, and he would have to face the bloody and fishy smell of raw meat.

Blood is much easier to accept than raw meat.

"A soup has already been opened up - blood seabird soup, just open up another dish, chew the seabird meat raw, or nibble on the sea fish feast." Zhang Ming comforted himself.

The midday sun shines brightly on the world. There is not a trace of sea breeze, and the desert island is like a dry pot in the sea, shaking everywhere with a heat wave visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Ming hid under the crack of the rock and practiced cross-legged - no matter how difficult the conditions were, he couldn't relax for a moment. He knew it was the only way he could save his life.

A quiet environment is calming. Through this period of uninterrupted practice, Zhang Ming has almost broken through the sixth stage. The group attack and group killing of telekinesis has verified the great progress of the skill, and whether there are any new abilities in the other ones has not been discovered for the time being, but there must be one, which he is very confident in.

What he hopes to improve most now is "tongue skills". If it is like the Qianli Transmission introduced by 0008, he believes that there must be Binge or Li Zhizhi within a thousand miles, as long as he passes the location to them, it won't be long before someone will come to save him. Not only that, but the bases built by the seamen will also be destroyed in one fell swoop.

There are about 4,000 people in the base. Although it looks dense and scary, it is actually just a regular regiment, counting their weapons are more advanced, Ross does not need much, and sends 10,000 people to the regiment, which is very simple on land, and it will not take a few times for the sea spies to travel thousands of miles to transport this team will collapse.

In Zhang Ming's opinion, it is not terrible to use the mind to control the formation of an army on land, the number of people is limited, and the effect is slow, as long as you can detect how big a wave it can be in time. I'm afraid of the "washing" device, that thing comes quickly, and it is permanent after being washed.

Where are the hundreds of students who have gone to the sea? What to do? This group of talents is a real hidden danger.

Zhang Ming thought about it, if he could get out of the island alive this time, let SVP use various means to monitor the land people controlled by the sea people spies with their minds, as long as there were more than 100 people who disappeared in batches, they would find clues to find or rescue or eliminate them, and he would concentrate on finding those classmates.

It's easy to plan things, and you have a brain. The stomach that has not eaten a bite for more than two days is unforgiving, not only the back is uncomfortable against the chest, but the whole person is dizzy. Two hours later, Zhang Ming no longer dared to meditate, and had to fill his hungry stomach.

The fishy smell of seabirds Zhang Ming doesn't want to try anymore, it's still sea fish. Raw marine fish is used all over the world, and it is not so difficult to import.

Zhang Ming came out of the crack in the rock, and suddenly came to the sun from the shade, feeling that the sky was spinning, and he almost fell.

The body is an object that does not lie, and the lack of energy is like a car running out of gas.

He walked the way he came to the island, ready to go to the sea to try the taste of raw seafood.

In the distance, he saw two dolphins swimming in the middle of the sea. They flapped the tail fins on the surface of the water and circled each other, as if playing their game. One of them, more than three meters long, was the dolphin that rescued him on the island; The other, a few feet shorter than his, was undoubtedly a new friend he had brought with him.