Not long after, Zhang Ming found some interesting memories about fish in the memory library.

The red light flashed in his eyes, and he activated the "Eye of Time and Space" for another second, and recorded the traces of the flow of these people's "spirits" through the memory library.

In addition to human breathing, most people mainly cultivate abilities, as well as "blood coagulation and regeneration physique", "dynamic vision", "eagle eye" and so on.

They are all popular abilities, after all, these abilities are simple and quick, and those with poor qualifications can also practice. If another human foundation "King Kong" is promoted, there is really only one person in ten thousand who can cultivate.

"After all, this group of people is the rescue team that saved me, and I should also send a small gift to show my gratitude...... There are a few steps away from breaking through the physical level, or a little push"

But as a person who has made up his mind to lie flat, Zhang Ming is too lazy to work in person.

It just so happens that there is a migrant worker who can be used without spending money.

So, he made this memory into a "spiritual seed" and threw it directly to Miss Hulu.

"What are you doing? So silent and not saying a word? ”

[I'm eavesdropping on them, I think humans are funny, they have dreams, and I love listening to their gossip stories. Hulu classmates are very happy, [Do you want to help them by passing on this memory?] 】

"There are always a few who have dreams, but they only encounter one or two occasionally, and they can't be regarded as the norm of human beings."

Zhang Ming said in a vicissitudes of life: "I pass on my memories to exploit you and help me write a paper on fish...... You don't need a paper, just a travelogue or diary, tens of thousands of words. ”

"Then help me fabricate a simple dream that uses blood coagulation to regenerate physique and break through the limits of human beings."

Ms. Hulu teased: [Okay, since you don't want to take the initiative to help them, I'm going to write slowly for ten years, 10 words a day, and I don't have to rush for such a moment, right? 】

Zhang Ming said heartlessly: "I have already asked the Wish Demon God, if the Wish Demon God does not help, it is not my pot, I can only say that human beings do not have this blessing......"

"What's more, the human race is so shit that even the Wish Demon God doesn't bother to help." Zhang Ming lay down again.

[First of all, my ability is limited, and the dreams I make up can only simulate about fifty percent of the real situation. 】

"It's almost done, don't worry too much."

Hulu's classmates were silent and could only be exploited.

However, after all, her mind is different from that of humans, she can do all kinds of things, and as long as one of the personalities is there eavesdropping on gossip, she is very happy.

As for the other 99 personalities, they are just tool personalities who work for free.

……

The coast guard ship's engines have slowed down, and the beautiful seaside town, golden sandy beaches, and verdant tarabinas and yew trees can satisfy almost all the fantasies of a laid-back life.

To the east, there is a 20-meter-high wall like a dam, with a small number of soldiers under the command of the coalition government.

These servicemen have the authority to wield heavy weapons and meet the brutal foreign enemy.

The high white lighthouse and the seagulls-lined pier evoke old memories and welcome the dusk, and the beach is full of pebbles, always haunted by children and tourists who take pictures, and many older children are playing with sand and stones at the edge of the defensive line.

"Your defense line is about to collapse, and the monsters are coming!"

"Your defenses have collapsed, too, da-da! Summoning the Air Force! ”

The children spoke in a language that Zhang Ming could understand, Chinese, and their mouths simulated the horror war of decades ago.

Seriousness and innocence,

Soldiers and children,

In this moment, it is as if the two become one, forming an organic whole.

This is the Earth,

Pangea,

The hometown of his dreams......

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, the red light in his eyes flashed, and he activated the supernatural power "Eye of Time and Space", at this moment, he saw more things within a radius of 10 kilometers, and also knew more information.

The southeast is a mediocre, not developed, medium-sized country with a population of 300 million.

Driven by the entire human alliance, the economy has developed well in recent years.

These decades of calm have been the most progressive period in human history.

The current president of the Supreme Council is a middle-aged man named "Liu Ye".

Zhang Ming had heard of this name in Wang Fumin's mouth, and he had the ability of "mind monitoring".

Unexpectedly, 28 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Liu Ye is already the head of the Supreme Council.

Sometimes, fate can be described as a kind of inevitability.

As for what Lao Wang is doing now, whether Li Xianxian's third life has been launched, and what happened to his sister's descendants, Zhang Ming doesn't know.

He just has a touch of tenderness and a little expectation for the world.

There's no expectation, that's all.

"Hey, the one who lost his memory, you come with us! Don't be in a daze, it's you, what are you doing, you look like you can't wake up! Jin Kaixuan looked at Zhang Ming's lazy appearance and greeted him.

"Ben Hunter wants to see if humans can detect my berserk malice." Zhang Ming muttered in his heart and walked over.

The defense line in the new century is the biggest political project left by the chairman of the parliament Qin Yiwei in the era of repression, and it is not just a simple defense line, but also includes various infrastructure facilities such as roads, railways, communications, and electricity.

Perhaps it is a unique plan, a large number of low-rent houses have been built near the defense line, and the conditions cannot be said to be too good, but at least the lower limit of the people's living standards is guaranteed.

The free living space of the house is directly proportional to the size of the family. These low-rent houses are like matchboxes, after decades, the walls are a little old, but they are the place where ordinary people live their lives, and most people spend their lives, old age, sickness and death.

Time has dyed the "matchbox" with a layer of tea color, and the government of this era no longer builds new "matchboxes".

In a few decades, will they become even more obsolete, will they become a slum?

This is an unsolved mystery.

Looking at those slightly old houses, the vicissitudes of the times are coming, although Zhang Ming learned this information from the radio, and witnessed it with his own eyes at the moment, he still has some different feelings.

To the east, new private residences, commercial districts, industrial areas have emerged, and high-rise buildings have risen from the ground, and more capable people have always wanted to embrace a better standard of living.

Everything in the world is dynamic, and at this moment, Zhang Ming seems to see the so-called "dynamic".

……

"Come over here."

Zhang Ming followed into a half-new government building, the door of the inquiry room was open, and soon several staff members, holding instruments, wanted to find out the identity of this amnesiac patient through facial recognition, fingerprints and iris data.

X-rays were then scheduled, and it was found that it was indeed a human being, not any other living organism.

"Captain Jin, there is no such person!"

"However, it should not be an international wanted criminal, and the data of wanted criminals is globally networked, and it can be found out at once."

This is natural, Zhang Ming changed his appearance slightly.

In fact, even if he doesn't change anything, it is still a non-existent data in human civilization.

Because the data collection work of all mankind was done during the post-disaster reconstruction, billions of people died during the war, and there are people everywhere who have been displaced and fled from the west, who cares about the so-called identity?

In recent decades, the economy has developed, and the data-based management model has been re-promoted.

Zhang Ming, a missing person who has not appeared in 159 years, naturally cannot have an identity.

There is no possibility of any genetic data.

"Foreigners...... I don't know when nationality data will be interoperable. Jin Kaixuan touched his chin and sighed: "I heard that there are some small places that have not yet completed the inclusion of all the population. Could it be the kind of Jiangyang thief who can change his appearance? The one who floated from the Sea of Demon Gods is not too ordinary a person, right? ”

There was a little silence in the room, Jin Kaixuan rubbed his temples, and said with some annoyance: "Xiao Ruan, you invite those chiefs over, especially the one who can distinguish lies, and let them ask them, and be polite." ”

"Got it!" The uniformed girl turned and headed for one of the buildings in the New Century Line.

Jin Kaixuan said: "What should be done with the stateless population? ”

"Stateless populations are protected by and bound by our laws. Normally, they can be expelled to the country in which they are lawfully residing, and if that country does not accept them, they can be referred to the International Court of Justice. ”

"But he has amnesia, how can he have a legal country of residence?"

"So don't you know about the first trial? It doesn't matter if he's pretending to have amnesia, he asks all of them as soon as he asks. ”

……

"The grassroots of human beings are quite cautious." Zhang Ming praised everything here, the lights were bright, and the red text on the LCD screen read, "Be lenient in confession, strict in resistance".

But he didn't resist anything, but felt that this group of people was quite reliable, he really didn't have any identification, and he looked very suspicious!

What if he really hides malice, what if he really is a world hunter?

Humans even have polygraph instruments!

This kind of caution, especially at the grassroots level, is really necessary.

You can't ask any small town to have a strong person to guard it, but you can ask the grassroots to be cautious.

"Your name? Where are the people? What for? A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face asked in an emotionless tone.

"I only know the surname Zhang, and I forgot the rest."

It's still the same old reply.

Opposite Zhang Ming, sat several commanders from the New Century Defense Line.

They stared intently at Zhang Ming's demeanor and movements, and once any flaws were revealed, these veterans who had experienced a hundred battles could immediately find out.

The polygraph instrument did not have any alarms, and these people looked at each other with puzzled expressions, could they really have amnesia? Amnesia, as a common symptom of a homeless person, can appear when the mental stimulation is great, but it is really rare for people who have forgotten who they are.

(End of chapter)