Chapter 671 Desert Island Survival

"Hey...huh...hey...huh...hey...huh..."

One after another, low shouts came from the lighthouse on the island. This is a small desert island. Even the lighthouse originally built on the island has long been abandoned. The mottled lighthouse walls and rusty The red iron door, the big light that will never come on again.

With the continuous popularization and development of modern navigation technology, the role of maritime lighthouses is no longer as great as it used to be. Perhaps in a while, the old people who guard the lighthouses may really only be seen in some fairy tales and fables.

The low shouts had a rhythmic rhythm, like a boatman's call, which continued without interruption, and inside, it seemed as if there was a prisoner being tortured.

A seabird landed on the rusty iron door under the lighthouse. It seemed to have become accustomed to the sound coming from inside. This sound has been going on for the past few months, basically throughout the day. Won't stop.

The seabird that has just finished hunting is standing firmly on the iron gate and preening its feathers leisurely. It can be seen that it is very leisurely and comfortable.

"Bangdang..."

The iron door that was half closed was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The water bird was caught off guard and fell down the iron door. When it flapped its wings and was about to fly, the iron door did not give it time to struggle. Its entire body was trapped between the iron door and the wall. There was a close contact, and then all the bones in the body were broken and he fell down. It was obvious that he could no longer die.

From the iron gate, a man walked out, if he could still be called a human being;

Because this man's whole body was so thin that only skin and bones were left. A layer of skin with a metallic luster was wrapped around the bones, and there were looming blood lines on the skin.

"Hey...huh...hey...huh..."

When he walked out, he kept making this sound in his throat. Living like this was the greatest torture. In fact, this was indeed the case.

This man's left eye is red and his right eye is black. The completely different eyes look particularly weird in the sunlight, as if a hungry ghost has just crawled out of hell. Even if you see him in broad daylight, you will be shocked. A feeling of numbness in the scalp.

Su Bai walked slowly to the shore. Waves crashed over him from time to time, splashing out sea water with a fishy and salty smell.

He stayed in this place for more than two months, draining almost all of his blood and dissipating all the energy in his body. He managed to keep himself alive with only one breath.

This is the cultivation method Su Bai chose for himself after leaving Shanghai. At the same time, it is also a kind of torture he inflicts on himself.

Because of the constraints of broadcasting and the damn moral principles deep in his heart, it is destined that if Su Bai wants to vent in the real world, it will be difficult to kill innocent people indiscriminately in the real world, but the pressure in his heart and the anger , but you must find a breakthrough to release, otherwise your whole person will collapse.

Punishing and torturing yourself is also a kind of self-cultivation. No one taught Su Bai this method. Su Bai figured it out by himself. He was sitting on a bench in the rain that day and saw his blood manifesting to accompany him. Thinking of himself, Su Bai thought of this method in his mind. Since he was unwilling to touch the cause and effect for the time being, he could only focus on exploring his own potential, that is, the potential of his own bloodline.

Su Bai has many bloodlines in his body, and even speaking generally, the black dragon scale can be regarded as a weak dragon bloodline, but the two major bloodlines that Su Bai really relies on are the bloodline and the zombie bloodline.

During this period of time, Su Bai first squeezed himself dry, and then relied on desperately squeezing the potential of the vampire bloodline and zombie bloodline to survive. If the potential could not be squeezed out, then he would die!

The pain that was transmitted all the time throughout his body could make Su Bai stop thinking about other things, such as his cheap parents, the little guy, and even the radio.

The reason why a crazy person is called crazy is that he can do things that ordinary people cannot do, such as finding torture for himself and almost torturing himself to death.

In the real world, some listeners enjoy life, some are contented, and some are content with being ordinary. Of course, there are also some who persist in practicing and looking for opportunities, but people like Su Bai put themselves in no less dangerous situations than in the story world. , very few.

"Hey...huh...hey...huh..."

Su Bai's body began to slowly expand and gradually returned to its original appearance, but now his body was very weak and his skin color was extremely pale, making him look very miserable.

But at least, he is not dead. Moreover, after these few months of self-squeezing, his understanding of the power of vampires and the power of zombies can be said to have improved to a higher level. When he finds a suitable opportunity, he can restore his body. If you use the energy and blood to restore your state, you will definitely be further than before, but what is more embarrassing is that moving to the next level does not refer to being promoted to a senior audience, but is still a senior rank among seniors. That layer of membrane has always been There is no way to poke it through.

This island is actually not far from the shore, and there are often fishing boats or tourist boats passing by. Even if he can't wait for the boat, it's not a big problem for Su Bai to swim back alone. At worst, he can just eat here for a few days to replenish his seafood. After a while of physical strength, for an audience of Su Bai's level, except for some secret realms in the real world, there are few harsh natural environments that can cause him any accidents.

There was no boat coming all afternoon, so Su Bai caught some fish and shrimps, lit a fire here, and started grilling them himself.

When the fish and shrimp were roasted until they became fragrant, a fishing boat sailed towards here with lights on. The purpose of the fishing boat was very clear, which was to come here.

Su Bai tore off a piece of fish and ate it by himself.

The fishing boat docked, and a middle-aged man with a beard jumped out excitedly carrying two refrigerators and ran directly to Su Bai.

"My lord, my lord, I'm here."

The man placed two refrigerators in front of Su Bai. As expected, they contained fresh blood bags.

Su Bai pointed to the simple grill in front of him and motioned for the man to eat together.

The man was a little flattered. He picked up a fish and started to devour it regardless of the hotness of his hands.

This man's name is Hu Hanlin, he is the boss of the ship in this area and a low-level listener. Su Bai found him on the listener forum. At that time, he posted a post in the forum about his previous smuggling experience. Su Bai said Chat with him privately and ask him to help you find a quiet desert island where no one will disturb you.

After the other party knew Su Bai's identity, he immediately followed the instructions. When Su Bai came to Chaoshan, he was directly responsible for receiving him and sending Su Bai to the island.

Su Bai also casually gave him two magical artifacts that he had no use for. Of course, these two magical artifacts are of great use to a person of Hu Hanlin's level, so he is now interested in Su Bai. It is only human nature for Bai to be so diligent.

After eating some barbecue, Su Bai, who had not eaten for several months, felt that as the food entered his stomach, his intestines and stomach, which may have been sleeping, began to operate again. A feeling called "alive" now felt for Su Bai It's so clear.

Then, Su Bai began to suck blood, tearing a hole in the blood bag and letting the blood flow into his throat. The blood, the delicious sweetness, what a nostalgic taste.

With the influx of a large amount of blood, Su Bai's complexion began to gradually recover. Although he had not returned to his peak state, he had recovered to a small extent. However, Su Bai felt that his current state was different from that of his previous peak state. If you fight, there may not be any disadvantage. This is the increase brought by "suicide practice", but no matter how big the increase is, Su Bai is still just a veteran. Before, he could almost suppress the others one on one. There is no problem with the seniors. It is still the same now. I can only say that if seniors want to challenge Su Bai in a duel in the future, unless they are really the absolute best in the entire senior circle in the East or West, the rest of them will not be qualified at all. He faced off against Su Bai.

But... it was still far from Su Bai's original goal. He seemed to have vaguely touched the barrier of being promoted to a high-level audience, but there was still nothing he could do to break through that barrier.

Su Bai remembered that the last time he entered the story world of "Nuclear Explosion", he saw the scene where the Western listener forcibly broke through to become a high-level listener by fusing his own clones, and created a qualitative change by pure quantitative change. It seems feasible, but the risk is really too great.

"I heard that many adults are going to Foshan now." Hu Hanlin came up to Su Bai and said, "There is an adult who I know fairly well. When I went to Foshan the day before yesterday, I passed by Chaoshan and I was in charge of receiving him. He is better." Hu Hanlin gave a "you know" look.

"Going to Foshan? What can I do?"

"How can I know this? Sir, I keep your cell phone and everything else here. Why don't you call and ask yourself? Or, can I make arrangements for you tonight?"

"What are the arrangements? Special services?" Su Bai sighed and reached out to pat Hu Hanlin on the shoulder. "Although I know it's a bit painful for me to talk while standing up, but for the audience, it can be used to connect relationships and feelings. There is nothing wrong with making friends, but the most important thing is your own strength. If you don't have a level of strength, you will never make real friends.

You used to be the boss of a ship, and you are also a veteran who has been around in society. In fact, you should understand this truth. "

"Yes, I understand, I understand." Hu Hanlin nodded quickly, and then walked back to the fishing boat with Su Bai. When he got on the fishing boat, Hu Hanlin whispered to Su Bai again: "Sir, what kind of flavor do you like? Is it a tender one or a double one?"

"Didn't I just tell you, I told you..." Su Bai was speechless for this Hu Hanlin, who was a replica of Fatty.

"Um..." Hu Hanlin was a little helpless and could only say: "The adult who received me the day before yesterday also told me the same truth, and then he wanted a mature woman to serve him."