Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

What is very strange is that this group of priests said that selecting people as so-called tributes is not simply a ritual of killing as a sacrifice, but that they let the gods choose one of these tributes to become His in the world. Acting flesh.

However, it is difficult for a mortal body to accept the power of the gods, so most of the selected tributes will die quickly.

Xi'er told me a lot of materials and old sayings, and I understood them roughly.

I guess, this should be the case.

In the history of the savages, there was once a group of very cruel priests who came up with a way to eliminate dissidents, that is to use the name of God to choose their enemies and those who offended them as tribute to increase their authority. exclude others.

As for what can bring the ancients back to life, I don't even believe in a single punctuation mark.

This so-called curse is probably a special way of killing people, similar to witchcraft, Gu or something.

"Actually, my grandparents did not come to this deserted island alone, but many of their companions died inexplicably, and it is very likely that this kind of tribute mark is also related. You, don't die!"

Xi'er hugged me sadly, her eyes were dim with tears, I felt pity for her lovely and pitiful appearance.

Now, though, I should be more worried about myself.

Because Xi'er cried and told me that generally people with this kind of tribute mark on their body would not survive a hundred days.

I first saw this mark on myself, about a month ago, near that ghost ship.

In other words, if I'm lucky, I can live for less than three months at most; if I'm unlucky, it's only thirty or forty days, and I'll burp.

One is suddenly declared that you are going to die soon.

In the peaceful society where I live, probably only cancer patients have this kind of experience, so let me think that I am in the late stage of cancer.

Now I have a little bit of understanding. Earlier, Yucheng Yao didn't listen to the perverted man Yamamoto's suggestion and killed me because she knew that I would die sooner or later.

How could this woman have conflicts with braided children and Qian'er?
She is a very sensible person.

At this moment, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, but I still smiled at Qian'er: "Don't worry, Qian'er, do you think I am the kind of person who dies so easily?"

"Brother Zhang, I must find a way to remove the mark!"

Xi'er wiped her tears with the back of her hand, raised her head and looked at me encouragingly, her eyes were very persistent.

I was a little moved in my heart, but I didn't think she would succeed.

This kind of tribute mark is obviously a supernatural event that cannot be studied and understood by the current cutting-edge technology. If you want to remove this kind of thing, it is impossible for people to start, and they can't find any clues!

It seemed that this time I was doomed.

It's just that I don't know why, but now that I know the date of my death, I'm not too desperate, and I'm even surprisingly calm.

Probably because, not long ago, I experienced that strange dream. I seemed to have died once in the dream, so I have experience.

However, speaking of it, that weird dream probably has some explanation now, and it must have something to do with my curse!
The poison of the scorpion probably stimulated the development of the curse, and made me have some kind of hallucination in the dream.

Thinking about it this way, maybe those ancient savage sacrifices really had two tricks. I experienced those ancient lives in my dreams. Could it be some kind of precursor for the gods to come to my body?

Moreover, the abilities that my body has obtained are probably also called deification, which is the process of accepting the power of the gods.

At this moment, I thought of a lot.

Maybe I really must die.

But I don't want to just do nothing and die silently.

I think I still have many tasks and goals that have not been completed.

Xiao Qing and the others are still waiting for me to take them away from the desert island!
I didn't complete the task that Eve gave me. That magnetic card is related to her life and freedom, and I must help her.

I'm really running out of time.

It seems that I must find a way to escape from Yucheng Yao as soon as possible.

The winter on the island has come to an end, and the following red rainy season is the best time for us to go to sea.

Xiao Qing and the others haven't started building the bamboo raft yet, so I have to go back as soon as possible.

Perhaps, I only have this last chance to go to sea!
I didn't tell Xi'er about these plans in my heart.

Because Xi'er now obviously wants me to stay, she wants to take me deep into the deserted island, and find a way to eliminate the imprint of the tribute among the ancient ruins underground.

Xi'er said that according to her understanding, that group of radical ancient priests, even among the ancient savages, was hated by many.

Some conservative priests believe that their actions are holding the gods hostage. The gods should return to the sky, and the people should return to the earth. This is the way of nature.

Therefore, Xi'er hopes to find the ancient books or relics of those conservative priests, and find a way to treat me from them.

However, I feel that there is very little hope of finding it.

First of all, whether this method exists or not is a question.

Secondly, so many years have passed, are there really any ancient books left?

Moreover, the bottom of the desert island is so huge, and there are many dangers in it, whether we can find it is also a problem.

There are only a hundred days left!

"I have to find a way to leave. Follow Xi'er first, and then find an opportunity to sneak away slowly. As for Qian'er, I promised to take her away before, but now it seems that Yucheng Yao and the others will not let Qian'er go." Staying on the island all the time, they will take Xi'er back to the island country sooner or later to inherit the family business, I don't need to worry about Qian'er's affairs for the time being..."

I made up my mind, and after chatting with Xi'er for a few words, I got out of the tent, found Duo'er who was setting up the camp, and hinted to her that I would run away in the near future, and asked her to cooperate with me and go with me.

If I leave alone, even if Duo'er is not killed if I stay here, I'm afraid life will be difficult.

This is something I don't want to see anyway.

In the following time, Yucheng Yao and the others were packing up supplies, and Qian'er was also busy digging into the piles of ancient savage documents, trying to find clues to save me.

And I, had nothing to do sitting in the dark in a daze.

When the pain is alone, the madness comes.

Between life and death, there is really great terror.

No matter how calm I was just now in front of Xi'er, at this moment, the hesitation and pain of losing my life still submerged me like a tide, making me extremely sad.

Who in the world wants to die?

Maybe people only know how to cherish when they are about to lose.

At this moment, I really felt how wonderful it is to live and how nostalgic life is!