Zhang Ming moved his pen several times, but still did not write down any opinions.

He's just an outsider, where is he qualified to put chips on the gambling game?

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Ming wrote a simple letter: "Hello, Lao Wang. From God's point of view, a strong government of human unity is indeed necessary. ”

"Looking at the Sea of Demon Gods, there are civilizations that are far more powerful than humans, but they are still decaying, and I don't think that good fortune will favor humans forever."

"If the time is stretched, a thousand years, two thousand years, the current human race is bound to perish, someone needs to rewrite history, and someone needs to do something."

"Heroes and heroes are just one word apart. History is often written by the victors, and as for the price paid and the sacrifices paid, in the history books of the years, it is only a record of a sentence, and there will not even be a sentence. ”

"But no matter what, if I were to be a sword bearer, I wouldn't have that ability. Because I don't like political flies and dogs, and when I see the miserable situation of people, I can't help but be soft-hearted......"

"Anyway, no matter what you do, just have your own responsibilities and goals."

Zhang Ming wrote this and sighed.

In fact, there is another way to preach the truth!

Beat the unconvinced people to death directly and coerce the world!

Of course, even if he has this kind of strength, it is impossible for him to engage in politics......

The human heart is a mess.

The so-called "diversity of the human species", everyone has their own ideas, and all kinds of verbal battles alone can drown people alive.

…

The next letters, the usual dog food, sent by Lu Tuyu and his sister, and some photos of children growing up.

Zhang Ming smiled happily and threw the troubles just now out of the clouds.

Little niece, in a blink of an eye, 3 years old!

It's already the age of going to kindergarten!

The appearance of the pink makeup and jade is really similar to my uncle, and I am as beautiful and cute as my uncle when he was a child!

The little niece also wears a little turtle necklace around her neck.

Lao Zhang, the strongest uncle in human beings, smiled "hey, hey, hey", scratched his scalp, and fantasized in his heart, what gift should he send to his children this time? You can't always be a little turtle, right......

"Huh! And a video for me? Zhang Ming read the letter and saw half of it, and turned on the computer with some surprise and inserted the USB flash drive in the drifting bottle.

There are 3 USB sticks in total, all of which store the same contents.

Thankfully, this time the USB stick was intact...... Although the capacity is small, it is only about 500MB.

It may be a military type or aerospace grade, and the requirements for stability are relatively high.

Of course, 500MB is actually a lot.

In ancient times, a 32-level Super Mario game only costs 40KB.

It is precisely because of the development of computer hardware that the strength of the programming ape is not as good as the generation from generation to generation, and the code is full of, like Linux, Unix, all of which were made up by the ancient gods, and in the earliest era, a system was only a dozen megabytes.

Zhang Ming excitedly clicked on one of the video files.

"Uncle! Uncle! The little sister with a double ponytail shouted sweetly to the camera, revealing two shallow dimples.

Then he suddenly changed his face and asked, "Mom, who is my uncle?" ”

The younger sister was wearing a red dress, holding her mobile phone and smiling: "Uncle is the one who gave you the little turtle...... Don't you like baby turtles very much? Uncle gave it to you. ”

"Oh, so my uncle is a little turtle!" The child preciously picked up a small turtle made of gold and showed it off in front of the camera.

"Hurry up, say it quickly." The voices of Zhang Ming's parents came from his ears.

"Uncle Zhu...... Grow up healthy and be a good baby! The child grabbed the little turtle and said loudly word by word.

"What is healthy growth...... That's to say your own words! A group of adults in the back laughed, and even Zhang Ming, who was in front of the screen, laughed along.

"I wish my uncle all the best! Have a safe trip! After she was corrected, she finally said correctly, seemed satisfied with her performance, and waved her little white and tender hand.

"Goodbye, uncle! Mom told you to come home early! ”

This simple and simple video ends here.

Family affection is a strange thing.

Wang Fumin is worried about family affection, and Lao Zhang is happy for family affection, although he has never met his little niece, he still blesses each other.

"It's so good, may you grow up happily."

Of course, it is also possible that other people's babies are not burdened to play, and they don't have to consider the reason why she usually cries.

If I had given birth to one, I wouldn't have felt that way.

"The kids are so cute...... The flesh on the face is chubby. ”

Zhang Ming suddenly found that he was no longer young, and he began to envy the passion, ignorance and vitality of bullshit children, and envy the childhood and youth that had long passed.

Even if his lifespan can be adjusted at will, he can live for thousands, tens of thousands of years.

But where is his youth?

Where is the aunt who belongs to the little niece......

Lao Zhang is 34 years old this year and is about to turn 35, and the hazy campus life is gradually drifting away, and the spring breeze like a peach blossom has long dissipated.

Even vaguely forgetting the past time in the human world.

He wants to wander in the sea of demon gods for an unknown number of years, and depend on the black stone like shit.

Zhang Ming couldn't help sobbing a few times, recalling the only short-lived love he ever got, as well as the beige sweater, and couldn't help but wail from the bottom of his heart: "First love little girlfriend...... Wow! ”

Sure enough, a shit-like black thing rolled into the room and shouted excitedly, "First love little girlfriend? That sunset afternoon, I said to her, can you bury your head in your yellow sweater, I love your yellow sweater! She shyly said no......"

Zhang Ming's body trembled, and every nerve was viciously stimulated.

He said in great pain: "Maybe if I lick it again, I can really get the right to mate...... Why didn't I continue licking her then? ”

The more painful Lao Zhang became, the happier Shi Mama became, and he frantically repeated the things related to mating rights there.

"Wait, what's her name?" Zhang Ming scratched his head with a sad face, "Suddenly my brain was rusty, I forgot, Shi Mama, do you remember?" ”

"What's her name?" Shi Mama was stunned, why did you ask me?

Wait, why don't I know what her name is.

You've never said that before!

Two guys, you look at me, I look at you, and there is an awkward atmosphere in the air.

"What's the name?!" Shi Mama became more and more painful, even more painful than Lao Zhang.

It's been reread for so long that it doesn't even know a name, so what's the point of this story!

In the end, Lao Zhang didn't know whether to recall the girl's name, or to relieve the embarrassment, rubbing his temples and sighing: "It's okay to forget...... Because of the right to mate, if you lose it, you never have it again. ”

"What's the name?!" Shi Mama was still entangled, and the old voice echoed in the room, like a ghost crying wolf.

Zhang Ming said earnestly: "Actually, I'm talking about you Shi Mama, not me, one day I can return to the human world, and the mating right will come back again." ”

Shi Mama was stunned: "What name?" ”

"Get out of here!"

"What's the name!"

"Get out!"

Lao Zhang lamented that he didn't know how many years of his virgin career would last in the future, and kicked Shi Mama out.

Shi Mama rolled around the deck before slowly stopping.

It seems to be poked at the pain point, facing the sea, and sighing sadly: "The right to mate, if you lose it, you will never have it again!" What's the name? ”

Its roar grew louder and louder.

"What's the name?!!

In this roar, the dog was humiliated and used the ability of another space to hide.

The pelican "quacked" a few times, but did not dare to provoke this strange stone, and flew away directly.

The old voice, wave after wave, was stirred up on the empty sea level: "The right to mate...... What's the name? ”

Only Xiaobai was left alone, looking at the crazy ancestor with a sad face.

"Are you finished?!" Lao Zhang couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed out of the room and kicked it into the sea with a flying kick.

……

……

Ahem, let's get down to business.

The next letter was written by Li Xianxian.

Because the USB flash drive may be broken halfway, some important information is still backed up with text.

Lao Zhang got the computer from the freighter, and there was also an LCD screen, and he didn't bother to look at these sesame-sized words anymore, he just lay down and read with the computer, and his eyes were 10,000 times more comfortable.

But this time, Li Xianfeng wrote a private letter very rarely.

In the letter, he wrote: "Hello, Mr. Zhang Ming. ”

"You should have already read Comrade Wang Fumin's letter, and the great unification of human civilization is indeed a historical problem, and with the intensification of external risks, it is another urgent and important matter."

"But I always think that there are many things that can't be rushed, and if you cook a small meal in a big country, the more anxious you are, the more it will develop in the opposite direction."

"I even have a vague suspicion that Mr. Qin Yiwei of the Paranormal Anomaly Investigation Department is a person with special abilities. He has a high personality and political skills. This kind of personality charm is faintly beyond the normal scope, and he is a spiritual ability, which makes me quite suspicious in my heart. ”

"The investigation of people with special abilities has always been a hidden project that I started personally. The innate abilities of human beings cannot be perfectly detected by scientific instruments, and can only be roughly estimated through certain appearances. ”

"Just like you, through long-term observation, we believe that your ability is rapid learning and rapid evolution, and it is obvious that this is a special ability, and it may be unique in the human population."

"But if you don't reveal the real situation, we may never know."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, his fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and said with a smile: "Rapid learning and rapid evolution......"

Well, the observations of Li Xianfeng and others are indeed a bit close, but they are not completely accurate.

Li Xianxian's letter also wrote: "Those with special abilities, according to the classification of Yanjiao people, that is, the 'heaven' destiny personality, have the ability to change history. ”

"But we can't expect that these people with the destiny of heaven will take history on the right path. If they have a special purpose, they may lead humanity astray. ”

"Maybe their purpose is good, but the path to achieve it is not necessarily the right one."

Therefore, I don't agree too much with the political views of Qin Yiwei and Wang Fumin. Great unification is indeed what we need, but an overly radical approach will only cause more contradictions and conflicts in the human society, which has finally calmed down. ”

"In the past, the population of the earth's civilization has decreased a lot, and it needs to be cultivated and recuperated, and it can't afford to toss too much......"

Li Xianxian's general meaning, Zhang Ming understood.

Lao Li believes that Qin Yiwei is most likely a person with special abilities, very skillful and ambitious, if this kind of person really wants to sabotage, there is a great probability that human civilization will go astray. Perhaps before an external catastrophe erupts, humanity will perish on its own.

There was a subtle conflict in the political views of Li Xianfeng and Wang Fumin, and Zhang Ming didn't know who to listen to.

Do you want to make a phone call and talk to them through Gaia consciousness?

Zhang Ming thought about it for a long time, but still gave up this choice.

Not necessarily.

Because, even if we talk, what...... On the question of the great unification of the world, he could not change much.

He is not a politician, he does not have enough vision, and he has no ambitions, he is just a mountain village savage who does not even have the right to mate!

Even if he returns to Earth immediately now, can he still be the emperor?

He was not interested and incompetent.

"Forget it, what does human affairs have to do with my old Zhang? Even these old sesame seeds and rotten grain have to worry about me, and my hair is going to fall out. ”

Zhang Ming put these things behind him and continued to read the contents of the USB flash drive, which was loaded with maybe one or two million words of scientific literature!

Whether it is the scientific and technological papers of the United States, the Hairy People, the Blue People, or the Italian People, they have all been carefully translated into Chinese for him to read smoothly.

However, Zhang Ming is not very interested in these things, there are too many papers of millions of words, and unlike the Internet, you can read ten lines at a glance, and it is normal to read an article for a week.

Lao Zhang glanced at it a few times and was really too lazy to read it, he was going to pick out a few important replies to it, and the rest would be free to slowly gnaw on it for another 14 months, and then send it back after the cycle of the next drifting bottle.

There are even letters of condolences from dignitaries from various countries in the USB flash drive!

"Dear Zhang, I'm Ma Dalong! Nice to meet you! ”

"Because of your reminder, we have succeeded in solving the scourge of the living dead and boosting Gaia's consciousness, making us feel very lucky! Obviously, this year, with the freezing of Pangea, the disasters have decreased a lot. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts and wish you a safe journey! ”

It's all nonsense literature that doesn't have nutrition.

(End of chapter)