From this day on, Zhang Ming launched a long-term war of attrition against that cargo ship.

First, use the Shimama loudspeaker to scare the guys inside out.

He was not greedy either. He controlled the sailboat to escape while throwing spears from a distance in a war of attrition.

After killing the monster's body, the white shadow inside always attacks him, and is then consumed to death by Zhang Ming's lightning power.

At the beginning, there were too many monsters. In order to avoid being besieged, I used the shelter function of the Source of the World several times.

After all the birds are dead, only a group of swimming ones are left, and even the source of the world is no longer needed. Just adopt the "kite flying" tactic of fighting and retreating

It was precisely the lack of maneuverability of the freighter and the fact that the monster's swimming speed was not as fast as flying that allowed his plan to succeed.

Finally, at noon that day, after the Shimama loudspeaker finished playing, no more monsters appeared from the cargo ship.

"Is it because he saw through my plan, or...there are really no monsters anymore?" Zhang Ming climbed on the mast and looked at the empty large freighter.

After floating on the sea for so long, time has still left its mark on this well-equipped cargo ship. The ship strings on the side seem to have been ravaged by some kind of acidic liquid and are covered with moss and algae. The paint is black and blocked in some places.

The pieces fell off and fell in patches.

In a few decades, even if this ship will not sink, it will still exist like a ghost ship.

Want to go up and have a look?

Zhang Ming hesitated.

He felt an unknown risk on this ship.

With so many possessed white shadows, there might be a powerful source, or there might be a small boss or something like that.

As for the light blue crystal powder Zhang Ming has on hand, there are already two and a half mineral water bottles. With the evolution of lightning already saturated, there seems to be no need to continue collecting...

But...

During the more than half a month of the war of attrition, Zhang Ming thought of another thing.

"The living dead!"

Wang Fumin once described in a letter that some supernatural disasters have occurred on the earth, including the appearance of living dead-like beings on an island far away from Pangea.

Zhang Ming didn't pay much attention to this matter at first.

At that time, he thought that the earth was so big, could there really be a large area of ​​zombies like in the movie?

Movies like Resident Evil have many illogical aspects. Will mankind really be exterminated?

He thought it was impossible and there was nothing to worry about.

But now, I'm really worried.

"Disaster of the living dead..." Zhang Ming frowned and looked into the distance.

"If this ship is really teleported from near the earth, the situation is really not very good."

"After the creatures on the ship are possessed, they will automatically look for food and follow a certain degree of instinct. However, they are not as intelligent as they were in life, and are no different from the living dead."

"If the creatures on the ship have the same origin as the disasters on the earth, then it is really difficult for people on earth to deal with this kind of life form."

Zhang Ming doesn't know whether current, electromagnetic waves and other things on the earth can kill Bai Ying.

The electric current he releases is essentially "spiritual fire", a spiritual ability.

Even if regular electric current can really kill Bai Ying, their super speed and possession ability are not so easy to deal with.

A life that is almost impossible to kill is too powerful for the people on earth.

"Let's go up and have a look. Maybe we can gain something... Even if we do something good for the earth."

Thinking of this, Lao Zhang no longer hesitated, turned his head, and threw a pearl that controlled the big shell at the little white turtle: "I'm going to set off. There are some things that I still have to face calmly even if I know the risks."

"Just like when I killed the golden electric eel that was ten and a hundred times more powerful than me. I want to hunt that thing! And I also want to get the resources on this ship!"

"If I die, go get the leaf of the World Tree and find a way to swim back to the Xuanwu World."

Thinking of this, he moved out from the cabin a small wooden boat that could only accommodate one person.

Wear a backpack full of supplies, hold an ice spear, and jump onto the small wooden boat.

On the contrary, Shimama stuck to Lao Zhang's butt and couldn't shake it off.

This guy usually wouldn't affect his combat power, so Zhang Ming just let it go. He turned around and paddled away: "Bye!"

"You may die this time, but the life-and-death fight is so exciting that you can't extricate yourself!"

Xiaobai picked up the pearl and screamed "Aww", realizing that something was wrong.

The main backer, Emperor Zhang, went to conquer the monsters aggressively.

The crazy ancestor also went to cause trouble!

The director of its logistics department is guarding such a large ship in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods. How can it survive?!

Xiaobai felt very timid, but after much hesitation, he still did not choose to hide in the big shell. If an enemy came, hiding in the shell would be a turtle in the urn.

It has to...find a way to detect it!

Xiaobai chose to stick to the mast like his ancestors. In essence, this is a flexible use of "mind power". The objects that "mind power" can control are, first, metal, and second, his own turtle.

Shell.

By covering the turtle shell with "mind power", the body can become lighter.

Standing high and seeing far, Xiaobai, trembling, faced the vast sea of ​​demons alone for the first time, as vast as deep space.

Perhaps, for the fledgling little turtle, this magical feeling of loneliness is also a special kind of practice.

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On the other side, Zhang Ming, who was rowing, was thinking feverishly about matters related to conquering the enemy.

Hunting monsters stronger than himself always puts him in a state of "terrifying ape ecstasy".

Of course, this fanaticism did not make him lose his mind.

A real hunter must keep a cool head, have a deep understanding of how much he weighs, and make adequate backup plans, including psychological preparation after defeat.

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"If there is really a source of infection in the ship, its ability... is most likely to produce white shadows, just like the queen ants, producing those ghost-like creatures."

"This kind of possession ability is restrained by my purple lightning, so you don't have to worry too much."

"It should have some intelligence, but not much, at least not as smart as humans."

"I have to be careful of other abilities it has... How can I know its abilities? Do I have to commit suicide? Or throw Shimama over?"

Not long after, the small wooden boat slid close to the large freighter, which was about 180 meters long and 30 meters wide.

Compared with a small wooden boat that can only carry one person, this cargo ship is like a Titan ship.

"I don't know what kind of cargo this ship is carrying or where the containers on the deck are..." Zhang Ming took out a strange thing called "Kong Bei" from his luggage.

This thing is a kind of conch shell. When activated, it can produce great suction, just like a suction cup.

Zhang Ming sucked the empty shells onto the side of the freighter and tied a rope to prevent his small wooden boat from being washed away by the sea.

Immediately afterwards, with the ice spear on his back, he jumped onto the freighter.

There was a salty smell on the deck, and various fish scales and bird feathers were scattered on the floor, mixed with long-dried blood.

Lao Zhang frowned slightly, mobilizing all his senses to gain insight into the movements in all directions.

He... found nothing.

He seemed to be the only one on the deck, but the vague sense of crisis always reminded Zhang Ming that there was a powerful enemy here, waiting for him.

"This guy really doesn't care about hygiene... and he's not afraid of getting sick."

Suddenly, his pupils dilated and he saw a corpse.

Human corpse!

With his back turned, he couldn't see his specific face clearly.

But the clothes on his body seemed to be exactly the same as his own. He was wearing a pair of travel shoes, ordinary sports pants and a T-shirt.

Doubts suddenly arose in his heart, Zhang Ming couldn't help but frown, hid behind a building, and carefully looked at the body.

"These possessed creatures obviously need food to survive. How can human corpses be preserved until now... What do you mean, a trap?"

He grabbed the Shimama stuck to his butt and said, "Go and turn the corpse over, is that okay? If something jumps out, I'll throw a lightning spear immediately."

Shimama, who was not afraid of the sky or the earth, immediately agreed. She rolled over and pushed the body so that it turned over.

When Zhang Ming saw the appearance of the corpse, even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

Because that corpse actually looks exactly like me!

From the clothes, to the grooming, to the facial expressions, to the body shape, they are exactly the same!

He subconsciously wanted to throw the ice spear, but an extremely strong sixth sense call came from Zhang Ming's eyebrows, as if he would die immediately if he threw the ice spear.
To be continued...