Zhang Ming actually just wanted to find out what was going on with this guy, and pretended to be serious: "I think, you don't play other roles in the future, although it is Shi Mama's wish, but you can also refuse, right?" ”

"This situation makes you feel as if you don't have any ego, just a simple wish-making robot."

"Just like us human beings, we don't play someone else easily, unless we are actors, or we want to do it in our hearts."

[Okay, I see.] Hulu said with some grievances, "I won't easily accept the desire of role-playing in the future. 】

But soon, it became playful again: "Excuse me, what kind of personality do you want me to use to talk to you in the future?" 】

Zhang Ming sighed with a forehead, this is completely unintelligible, if others don't make a wish, they will have no personality, right?

He had never seen such a strange being.

"If you're having fun, if I didn't say it, whatever you want."

"But if an actor wears a lifetime of face and acts for a lifetime, he will always lose himself and don't know who he really is."

Hulu was silent for a long time before he said: [I understand, I will fix a personality to talk to you in the future. 】

[Talk to other creatures, and I won't change that person's personality.] 】

[I can't play it unless I want to be a personality from the bottom of my heart, right?] 】

Zhang Ming felt that this topic was a little too serious, and he didn't bother to interfere with Hulu's life model.

This guy is unknown, his thinking is unknown, his ability is unknown, he is still upside down, he can't drive away, waiting for himself to burst gold coins, what does he teach this gourd to do?

So he simply patted his buttocks, hummed a small tune, and continued to go to the forge room to strike iron.

To be honest, without a large-scale industrial system and relying entirely on hand, forging rune weapons is indeed a time-consuming and laborious manual work.

An ordinary rune flying knife will take ten days and half a month to tinker.

After being taught a lesson, he obediently followed Zhang Ming, watching him quench and strike iron, and the water vapor condensed water beads on the wall like a cloud.

The gourd probably found this scene amusing, so it floated on the water vapor and pretended to be flying through the clouds.

"Dangdang!"

It took a lot of effort for Zhang Ming to forge an ordinary rune flying knife.

Because the ship itself is inevitably shaking at high speed, coupled with the simplicity of the processing equipment and the quality of the flying knife, it can only be said that it is "usable".

"Hulu, evaluate the fruits of my labor!"

[I'm sorry, I can't praise you for no reason, because my current personality is based on "seeking truth from facts". You asked me not to switch personalities at will, so I've chosen this personality for now. 】

[The rune flying knife you are currently forging has a score of 4.2 points according to my eyes, with a total score of 100 points, which is the score of the Abyss Axe. 】

[Your favorite piece of Adamantite Armor, with a rating of 93.2 points.] 】

You're so smart!

100 points give me 4.2 points!

Zhang Ming was silent, knocked on his head with his index and middle fingers, and took several deep breaths before forcibly calming down.

"I sleep...... It's always okay to sleep!! ”

I don't know why, I'm always mentally exhausted these days, probably because of the lack of social interaction, and the symptoms of homeless people are more severe than before.

Zhang Ming lay on the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Hazy, I had a dream.

……

Click, click, there was a dripping sound of liquid, coming from not far away.

Zhang Ming suddenly woke up from the rocking chair and found that he was still staying in the ship's forging room: "How long ......have you been sleeping?"

He couldn't help but stretch and notice a gray-black mist filling the room, dripping with a dewy red liquid dripping from the ceiling. The walls were crawling with purple mold, and it seemed as if hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and the skin of the walls was blackened and mottled and falling.

A dark, dead silence spread through the room.

This strange scene made him bounce up instantly, and his whole body subconsciously tensed.

"It's ...... Where? Zhang Ming frowned, and casually picked up the rune flying knife he had just created.

This flying knife has long been rusted and aged, and it can only be used reluctantly.

I walked around the deck and found that all the creatures had disappeared, Xiaobai, Shishi, Brother Hao, Bai Ze, and the gourd, all of which were missing.

The boundless sea, without any waves.

The world darkened.

Zhang Ming heard a familiar voice calling out to him.

"Zhang Ming!!"

"Who?"

He jerked his head back.

This deep voice seems to come from the boundless sea beneath our feet, like a deceased friend, a colleague who had a drink with us a long, long time ago.

It's just that I can't remember what this friend's name is.

"Zhang Ming!" Another voice rang out, again a very familiar person.

It's just that for a moment, he can't remember who it is.

The voices calling for themselves began to increase slowly, and in the blink of an eye, thousands and hundreds.

Zhang Ming turned around again, but he still pounced.

"I'm going to see what's playing tricks." Lao Zhang took out his Abyss Axe from the cabin, and as the gravity of the axe continued to increase, his whole body bloomed with golden light and entered a fighting posture.

"Something is wrong......"

Zhang Ming instantly sensed the strangeness of this scene.

Theoretically, as the gravity of the axe increases, the whole ship will sink slowly, and even the deck will not be able to withstand this huge gravity.

So on the ship, you really don't need this heavy axe.

But at the moment, nothing has changed on the steamer.

He heard the shouts of "Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming" again, as if there were countless relatives and friends, directly below the ocean, calling for him.

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million!

The call was like lines of text, densely burrowed into his mind.

These words are of different sizes and are repeated back and forth.

Eventually, it evolved into his own name.

"Zhang Ming!"

Lao Zhang, who had experienced a hundred battles, was immediately shocked, knowing that this was a certain kind of spiritual attack, and the thunder in his mind was amplified, wanting to block this voice.

However, in the next moment, Zhang Ming suddenly felt a spirit, and found that a blue-gray baby appeared next to him, a pair of eyes looked at him, and he stretched out a hand and touched his arm.

Suddenly, a black mark appeared on his arm.

The cold power came from the black mark in a steady stream, straight to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Something."

Zhang Ming was not polite, and knocked the other party out with an axe, and the blue-gray baby-like monster fell on the deck like a puddle of mud, but it was still squirming.

Stranger things have happened!

Zhang Ming felt that a certain place in the depths of his memory had been outlined.

The baby seems to be ...... It's a character in memory.

When he was very young, he hung salt water in the hospital and saw a group of adults crying, holding a dead baby in their arms, which brought deep shock to him.

When he thought of this, Zhang Ming's pupils dilated, and the memories of the past were passed on, as if he felt empathy, a long-dead baby suddenly attacked him, what kind of strange ability is this?

What exactly is it that attacked you?

Or is it just to provoke your own scare?

Zhang Ming didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly activated the "King Kong" and "Toxin Resistance", wanting to eliminate the black mark on his arm.

A tingling pain came, and the flesh seemed to be torn apart, as if the soul had been crushed.

Zhang Ming howled in pain, his soul was actually hooked by something like a fishing line, and it was hooked out!

The "fishing line" is frantically pulling.

Zhang Ming involuntarily fell towards the depths of the ocean.

What a level of strength this is!

The depth of the sea deepens rapidly.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...... 100 meters...... 200 meters......

Panicked and dazed, Zhang Ming seemed to be a small fish, being dragged by a titan giant.

The cold, viscous feeling was like falling into a black hole, not only did he not have any strength to break free, but the whole person was in a daze, and he fell into the deepest part of the Demon God Sea without any resistance.

"I'm done? There is no chance of resistance at all? ”

Zhang Ming felt that his soul was showing signs of melting, and he struggled frantically.

"Burning Soul" superimposed purple electricity, trying to break free from this fishing line.

But the strength of this fishing line is really not something he can resist.

Even if they are extraordinary, they are just stronger ants.

He struggled constantly, but it made no sense.

Zhang Ming had a premonition that once he was dragged into the deepest part of the ocean, he would face a desperate situation of ten deaths.

After searching all the abilities in his body, he finally found a life-saving straw.

"Soul Breaker!!"

A terrible stinging pain came from the depths of the soul.

Zhang Ming took the initiative to tear his soul!

The intense pain made him grin and his whole body convulsed, but he did break free from that fishing line by splitting himself!

The fishing line, pulling a soul arm, quickly fell into the deep sea.

Zhang Ming didn't want a part of his soul to be captured by an unknown existence, his eyes flashed with purple lightning, and the purple electricity chased after him like a spiritual snake, and after the soul child body was hit, he died instantly.

The long, as if leading to endless darkness, slowly sank to the deepest part of the ocean.

And Zhang Ming's soul body quickly returned to the body, breathing heavily, and cold sweat broke out.

He vaguely reacted, it was a dream.

", Lao Tzu will also have a demon god-level attack if he sleeps, can this world be better?"

"Zhang Ming!"

"Zhang Ming!"

The strange call of the bottom of the deep sea is still ongoing, even with a subtle mockery and fanatical call.

The wriggling imprints formed a series of evil text symbols, which seemed to show a silent smile.

Zhang Ming, you can't escape!

You can't escape!

You're dead!

……

(End of chapter)