The solemn auditorium is spotless, and as soon as you enter, you can feel the silence and majesty, except for a small tree standing at the circular altar.

It is close to withering, but it stands tall and earthy, exuding a divine luster of motherhood. Every time you get close to it, you can feel a deep sense of security in the mysterious area like a wanderer returning to his hometown.

Zhang Ming still doesn't know what Xuanwu did at the last moment, causing this magical little tree to seem to be one with Xuanwu's corpse.

Even the fleeing Yanjiao people couldn't take the little tree with them.

"This lady? I'm leaving soon, thank you for your shelter during this time. ”

"I hope you can always protect the Xuanwu clan and let them grow."

"I don't want the rest, I take this source of the world left by the great sage."

Zhang Ming took out the "Source of the World" hanging on his chest, and there was only a brilliant spar the size of a quail egg.

It is the great sage of the Yanjiao clan, a precious legacy left behind.

Zhang Ming had already discovered the true purpose of the Source of the World - "shelter"!

When activated, it creates a hidden shelter.

At this time, the vast majority of life forms in the outside world will not be able to observe and find this "sheltered space".

This shelter is so powerful that it's like carrying a world with you!

Because of this, the source of the world contains great political significance in the eyes of the Yanjiao people. As long as the "Source of the World" is not depleted, the fleet will never sink.

Of course, the "Source of the World" is not the real world, and the energy contained in it is limited.

Zhang Ming didn't know how long this mysterious spar would last, anyway, he was right to save as much as possible.

"I hope you and I can survive in this withered universe...... If one day in the future, I come back again, and I hope to be able to see you again, a healthier you. ”

The little tree, which was close to withering, motionless under his prayers, did not respond.

Gaia in this world has no self-consciousness after all, does not show obvious preferences, and has no emotions.

Zhang Ming also knew this, just prayed and asked for peace of mind.

On the contrary, Comrade Shi Mama, who was at his feet, rolled onto the altar with a "grunt" and hammered the illusory world tree hard.

Suddenly, a branch fell down with a wilted leaf above and floated to Zhang Ming's hand.

This leaf is somewhere between the unreal and the real, and you have to concentrate to catch it, and it has a silky feel like a gold leaf to the touch.

Lao Zhang was suddenly startled, and his eyelids jumped: "Hey, you...... Leave a little legacy for your descendants, how did you hurt the World Tree? What the hell! ”

Shi Mama paused and said something inexplicable: "*... ￥@&*”

(Your merits, recognized by it, are the gifts it deserves to give you.) ）

(If you still want to hear the radio from Earth, and want to find your way home, you need the guidance of the leaves of this world.) ）

Zhang Ming frowned, and a spiritual hallucination appeared in his mind.

The world is equivalent to "bubbles", "floating" above the sea of demon gods.

At the beginning, the moment the earth fell into the mysterious zone, the whole world was like a splash, throwing off the ships and planes in the edge areas.

Therefore, the plane carrying Zhang Ming will suddenly fly from the earth to the Xuanwu Continent.

It was a magical coincidence.

At that time, the earth plane and the Xuanwu Continent passed by, and there was a subtle intersection.

The Gaia consciousness of the two sides also produced a subtle interaction, after all, both sides are presented in the form of a "world tree", which is actually quite rare.

"You mean, this leaf is the medium of communication between the two sides?"

"Haha, actually, I can find my way home by following the drifting bottle, but with this thing, the direction will be more accurate."

Zhang Ming happily accepted this gift.

Shi Mama rolled a few times and said some complicated spiritual words: "¥&%#"

(With this leaf, you can use the power of the world's will to communicate with some special life forms, including the life in your hometown and the life of the Xuanwu Continent.) ）

(Of course, at the cost of the 'Source of the World.') ）

"Equivalent to...... Able to make phone calls? Zhang Ming was shocked.

Of course, in Shi Mama's introduction, there are conditions for making phone calls through this leaf.

First, the user must be recognized by Gaia consciousness as an individual who has made a great contribution to the world as a whole.

Otherwise, who are you, if you want the world to help, the world will help?

However, this point is easy for Zhang Ming, whether it is the Xuanwu Continent or the Earth World, he has already gained quite high recognition.

Second, the person you are communicating with must be a special individual.

"Gaia" has no real sense of self, and it can't distinguish between ordinary individuals among all living beings, that is, people like Zhang Ming's parents are too ordinary, and it can't figure out who it is.

This is like the cells in the human body, most of the cells can be regenerated and replaced, red blood cells, white blood cells, muscle cells, liver cells.

Humans don't care about the aging and withering of these cells, and it is impossible to tell whether a cell is withering or not.

But there are also some cells that are special, retina, neurons, and so on.

The same is true of the "Gaia consciousness", which cannot perceive the ordinary individuals of all living beings, and only special individuals can be recognized by it and choose to communicate.

Third, Zhang Ming has to pay for all the costs himself, and it is impossible to make the operator pay.

This cost is naturally the energy in the "Source of the World".

"The conditions are so harsh......" Zhang Ming frowned slightly.

In this way, he has only a few people to communicate with.

On the other side of the earth, Wang Fumin should be a special individual, and Lu Tuyu may not be counted because he is not special enough.

Li Xianxian's words are not so sure.

On this side of the Xuanwu Continent, Lao Bai, Scar, and some other big turtles are considered special individuals.

Since you can make a phone call, most of the sadness of parting suddenly disappears,

He bowed slightly to the little tree: "Anyway, thank you!" ”

"I'll take my leave."

As the footsteps moved away, there was only a small tree left in the solemn auditorium.

Just like thousands of years ago,

Not a single trace of dust remained.

……

"How do I get the Source of the World?" Zhang Ming sighed lightly and asked Shi Mama, "It should be quite precious."

Shi Mama didn't want to answer, it only liked to repeat, and didn't like to organize the language by itself, but at this moment, he still reluctantly said: "It should be quite precious." ”

(The source of the world comes from the gift of the world.) Those who have made great achievements will normally be able to obtain a small amount of World Sources in this world. ）

(Or...... Kill the world! ）

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, killing the world? With his current strength, it is impossible.

The vitality of the Xuanwu Continent has been greatly damaged, and asking for more "World Sources" is equivalent to excessive grabbing.

He was still reluctant.

Just sighed and walked forward.

Many turtles were singing in chorus in the square, banging their heads against drum-like things.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

It's like a regular symphony.

Over the years, Zhang Ming has really taught them a lot of things, such as fire, medicine, writing, language, ......

Also includes Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Geography!

Even the current gongs and drums, chorus!

On the edge of the auditorium stand dozens of large stone monuments.

With the help of Shi Mama, the words on the stone tablet are all engraved with "spiritual language", which records a lot of knowledge!

When he came into contact with the slate, the scene of Zhang Ming teaching the turtles would be restored in his mind.

Next to the stele, there is also a stone statue carved by Lao Zhang himself, which is vivid, almost carved in equal proportions.

It's not that he is too narcissistic and must erect his own statue here, but he wants to give the turtle born later a chance to learn.

The current group of turtles all know Zhang Ming.

This is not the case with the turtles born in the back, they don't have the concept of "human" in their minds at all.

"Spiritual language" is not omnipotent, and the basis for generating illusions in the mind is to have corresponding "concepts".

Just like a modern person, explaining to primitive people what OpenAI and what Chatgpt is, if there is no ready-made computer, it may not be possible to explain it for a hundred years.

The turtle born later, without seeing Zhang Ming, was unable to generate the concept of humans.

But with a statue, they quickly come up with the corresponding cognition: "Oh, this is the imparter of knowledge, human, a creature", and thus learn what is on the tablet.

Zhang Ming touched one of the stone slabs, and a mysterious spiritual illusion appeared in his mind: "Friends, hello everyone, my name is Zhang Ming, an ordinary human being. I once came to this desert island and formed a deep friendship with the Xuanwu clan, and now I am imparting all kinds of knowledge, and I hope that your future development will be less detoured. ”

"Today we learn a thousand common texts."

"Words are an important carrier of knowledge inheritance, and have the function of connecting the past and the next and guiding the future......"

The text is naturally Chinese characters, and 1000 common Chinese characters can basically complete 96% of daily writing.

As for the rest, if necessary, this group of turtles can also create their own, and there is no need to stick to the rules.

The next slate: "Hello friends, today we are learning about medicine. ”

"First of all, we need to know what is a cell and what is a microbe...... How do turtle eggs hatch into a baby turtle? How can you tell if a turtle egg is white? Why do bacterial infections occur? How can I prevent disease? ”

Zhang Ming couldn't help but smile when he read this knowledge.

The next slate: "Friends, today we are studying mathematics and physics. ”

"I have to say that only a smart turtle can learn today's content. Turtles who are not smart, don't waste your time here. Of course, wisdom is a power, and if you are interested, you can challenge yourself......"

The next slate: "Today we learn the common characters of the Yanjiao people. With these words learned, we can read the classic books in the Great Hall. But I have to say that the Yanjiao people are a civilization that has not yet given birth to science. ”

"Their experience is not the absolute truth in the world, and we need to look at its contents dialectically."

"Even the knowledge I am talking about is not the absolute truth, and it may be overturned in the future. Please, don't worship blindly! ”

Altogether...... 27 slates!

Zhang Ming really wrote all the knowledge he could impart on the slate!

Even the very shrewd, very demanding old white turtle couldn't find any fault, really...... Enough is enough.

Now the old white turtle is addicted to math problems and can't extricate himself.

It fell madly in love with mathematics, and when it saw Lao Zhang coming, it only raised its head, and then indulged in its own world.

Or is it actually ......

I don't really want to say goodbye.

Zhang Ming understood this mentality, and did not greet Lao Bai: "Shi Mama, how long can this spiritual language last?" It won't be effective in a few years, right? ”

Shi Mama said so many things of his own, it was really annoying, it was just a repeater!

After tinkering for a long time, I held back an inexplicable word: "The world." ”

However, Zhang Ming understood that the "world" would find a way to maintain the operation of the slate.

Because, the world needs a smart civilization.

The world also recognized the value of these slates.

A world without civilization is worthless and shattered at the touch of a button.

And the Xuanwu clan is the last civilization in this world.

"Then I'm relieved!"

Along the way, the turtles kept beating gongs and drums with their heads.

There are also some elegant female turtles, who hold eggs in their mouths and give them to him Lao Zhang, all of which are white eggs without embryos.

The reproductive ability of the Xuanwu clan has not been very high, and a nest of eggs, probably only one or two can grow embryos, and there are many white eggs.

Zhang Ming has eaten an unknown number of white eggs in the past few years, and he has long had no attribute points to increase.

However, he still happily accepted them, because the shelf life of these eggs is very long, two or three months, and no matter how bad it is, it can be made into salted turtle eggs and eaten slowly in the future.

Boarding the sailboat, hoisting the sails, and in the farewell of all the turtles, Zhang Ming shouted loudly on the sailboat: "Goodbye!" Good bye! Is there anything I can contact me through the World Tree!! ”

"If you encounter a monster that is too strong, don't be in a hurry to fight, leave Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood!"

"Don't forget to farm, especially those herbs, don't go extinct!"

"Ahh

The old white turtle, who was addicted to mathematics, also stood up, hiding among the turtles and secretly looking at the boat, looking at Xiaobai, Zhang Ming, and Shi Mama.

"Ahh The turtles also kept screaming on the shore, and a few more swam into the water and chased all the way.

Pushed by the wind, the boat slowly moves away from the shoreline.

Everything is quiet, the day of setting sail has really arrived, and the day of my heart has finally arrived.

In Zhang Ming's heart, there is a sense of fragmentation that is unreal and slowly tends to reality. This kind of feeling is like glass that shatters with a bang.

He took the first step against the desperately vast moat......

The sky is blue with a few soft clouds, the sea is calm and the wind is not strong.

However, it was only this first step, and he seemed to have lost something, and after so many years, it was like a ridiculous dream that was constantly expanding like a memory bubble, occupying his entire mind.

He didn't even dare to look back, he didn't dare to look back for the last time...... The familiar island of turtles.

……

Suddenly, Zhang Ming heard the turtles on the shore roaring in unison, and the earth-shattering sound woke up his absurd dream.

The huge Scar Turtle slammed its head against the drum, and the turtles actually played a chorus song.

Zhang Ming heard what they were singing, it was the sailor's song that he often taught them, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Bitter sand, the feeling of blowing on the face."

"Like my father's scolding, my mother's crying, I will never forget it."

Hearing the turtle's chorus, Shi Mama rolled to the mast and played it like a loudspeaker.

The old man's voice seemed to be heard by the whole world.

"When I was younger, I liked one by the sea,"

"Roll up your trousers, go barefoot, and step on the beach......"

The little white turtle also jumped onto his own exclusive sundeck and yelled at the turtles.

Zhang Ming wiped his tears, stretched his arms, and jumped to the roof.

Yes, you should be happy today, not sad.

"He said in the wind and rain, this pain is nothing."

"Wipe away your tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams."

"He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing,"

"Wipe away your tears, don't ask, why ......"

The chorus of farewell continued until the wooden sailboat turned into a tiny black dot and gradually disappeared from the world's coastline.

In the afterglow of dusk, he finally, finally... Towards a larger, boundless world.

When he came, it was a desert island.

When he left, it was another sea.

In just eight years, primitive tribes have become civilizations, symbols have become poems, and calls have become songs.

……

(The first chapter, "Xuanwu World", end!) ）

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