There is no way, the life of the founder, Lao Zhang, is too boring. In the long dark nights, he can only teach Shimama to live.

Occasionally when I miss my girl, I throw Shimama to the turtle and be alone in front of the teacher's poster.

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However, at this moment, Zhang Ming suddenly seemed to sense something and subconsciously stuck out his head and looked towards the center of the island.

"Extraordinary eyesight!"

The nameless mist rises in the center of the island, and the rustling whispers exude the language of terror and taboo.

A very bad sixth sense suddenly emerged in Zhang Ming's mind.

Shimama also stopped rereading and turned to the other direction.

The small black stone clicked again, rolled in a circle, and said out of nowhere: "Sacrifice."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment and frowned.

"Sacrifice." It repeated, the old voice still without any emotion, just prolonged the tone, "Sacrifice-sacrifice-"

"What do you mean, the turtles are going to sacrifice to the monster in the center of the island again? Otherwise, they will come out to eat people?" Zhang Ming frowned and tightened his grip on the ice spear.

"Sacrifice...sacrifice..." Shimama's voice gradually dropped, and she rolled on the ground several times.

"Sacrifice..."

Shimama kept rereading, and finally fell into deep silence.

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(ps: Additional updates for the leader of the "Illusion Bean Paste Buns"! Thanks to the boss, we are already an alliance of two books!)

(Stop giving rewards, I owe a lot of debt now!)
Chapter completed!