Rhodes hesitated.
Should I slap him in the face, or use my special skills?
He looked at Kashan and thought, this is just a team leader, there is no need to use special skills.
Although the psychic energy was used too much just now and the body was a little weak, it should be no problem to cover one arm.
"Fine."
Rhodes raised his hand, and spiritual light appeared on his fingertips, quickly covering his arm and extending to his shoulder blades.
"Okay, let me do it."
Rhodes said briefly, and suddenly found that the surroundings became silent.
Turning around to look, everyone was stunned. Wayne couldn't close his mouth, and the green-haired man who was bragging about his "spiritual blending method" had his jaw dislocated.
Kashan's eyes widened, her lake-like light blue eyes filled with incredible shock, and all the pride on her beautiful face disappeared.
"You, why do you have so many? Why didn't Teacher Karaman say anything during class? I mean, when did you wake up?"
This natural-born team leader was so surprised that she was a little incoherent.
"Just now." Rhodes replied casually.
"Impossible! The use of psychic energy takes a long time..."
"Nothing is Impossible."
Rhodes was a little irritated. Slapping him in the face was really useless. Next time, he would just use a trick.
"Our little spiritual energy is nothing. It is just like dust. Even the light of discrete spiritual energy floating in the air is brighter than our light. Is it strange that I have such a small amount of power?"
I don't know why, but this sentence worked wonders.
There was a smile on Kashan's beautiful face, and she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it with you."
She turned her head and raised her voice and said: "There are no classes in the afternoon. Everyone will gather in the common room at two o'clock in the afternoon to continue training. I will use Yue Mianchen. Everyone must be there."
"oh--"
"knew."
"good."
The response has been enthusiastic, and even though it’s her first day on the job, it seems that Cassandra has already managed to establish some authority.
But there are always some people who are not convinced.
Wayne muttered: "I also said that I would go to the 'Hometown of Goblins' and try the blue lantern fruit wine."
The green-haired man was also very dissatisfied: "What's the use of hard training? As long as I can spiritually blend with Mr. Karaman, that's how Rhodes must have obtained spiritual power. He is too cunning. I should be the one here who is full of spiritual power." , but he read so much and took away the inspiration that belonged to me. I should have read more!"
Wayne yawned loudly and ignored him.
He just wanted to graduate peacefully, then join the relatively safe city defense army, get a considerable salary, and bring his relatives from Heiniu Village to the royal city. His dream would be complete.
Working hard to become a blockbuster was not within his scope of thinking.
Not to mention the nonsense theory of green hair.
——
With Cassian's help, Rhodes quickly obtained the "society certificate", which was a certificate that allowed him to freely enter and exit the basic building of the Jinworth Society.
With it, Rhodes can enter Jinworth's library and search for the books he needs.
Before leaving, Kashan asked: "Are you really not coming this afternoon?"
"No, I told you I want to read a book."
Kashan nodded: "It doesn't matter if you read a book, knowledge is our second life, but it must be moderate and don't exceed your limit..."
She talked a lot, but Rhodes didn't listen to a word. His mind was already on the library and the unknown text.
After she finished rambling, Rhodes quickly ran to the library.
It was a large building by the lake. The pure white walls reflected the light of the lake, making it look very artistic and tranquil. Most of the people coming and going were senior students and teachers in dark robes. Rhodes There are very few new students like this.
Walking into the library, a sense of tranquility hits your face, making you breathe a little lighter.
Rod approached the librarian and wanted to check out all the books related to writing.
Of course the administrator did not agree. He only gave him a "Encyclopedia of Languages" and a "Evolution of Writing" and asked him to follow the catalog to find the book he really needed.
Then, Rhodes tragically discovered that he didn't recognize most of the words in these two books.
"This guy turns out to be illiterate."
Rhodes cursed and had to borrow another "Common Language Dictionary" and read through it.
It's a nightmare.
Throughout the afternoon, Rhodes was in the library, studying these two books with the help of dictionaries.
It has to be said that there are so many types of writing in this world. Perhaps it has been lost in the darkness for too long. There are more than a hundred ancient languages alone.
Until dark, he could not find the type of words in the dream.
Rhodes had no choice but to ask the librarian - he didn't want to display the words.
Unfortunately, the administrator also shook his head after reading it carefully.
"I don't recognize this writing. Maybe it's some newly discovered ancient language."
Rhodes' heart felt cold, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked, "Does anyone else know him?"
The administrator shook his head: "I am one of the members of the Society to study ancient languages. I can distinguish all known ancient languages. The Society certainly does not include this language."
"What should we do?"
"You can contribute all copies of this writing to the society, and the society may organize dedicated personnel to study it, but the time and results are uncertain."
Rhodes refused without thinking: "It's not good."
The administrator didn't pay attention and continued: "You can also find an interested collaborator to research, and the research results will be shared between the two of you. If Wang Cheng discovers the importance of this ancient language, you will receive a hefty reward. . Your language is somewhat similar to Ancient Language. I happen to know a young researcher who has profound knowledge in this area. If you are willing, I can give you the contact address."
Rhodes hesitated for a moment and asked for his contact address, keeping it as a backup.
I borrowed another copy of "Ancient Language" and planned to study it on my own first.
It shouldn't be difficult to just study a few sentences in the dictionary, right? Rhodes thought.
When I returned to the dormitory, it was already late at night.
Although the gap between day and darkness is not big, and the black fog that permeates the sky over the royal city makes it feel like midnight at all times, the people here still insist on dividing day and night.
This can be seen from the clock hanging above the dormitory.
They divided the day into four whole hours, morning hour, noon hour, evening hour and night hour.
Each full hour is divided into four clock hours.
Now, the time shown on the clock is three o'clock in the evening.
This roughly corresponds to around 11 p.m.
Rhodes closed the dormitory door and began to study "The Ancient Tongue".
This is a very painful thing. It is equivalent to using English materials to study Russian if you don’t understand English. It is double the pain and double the difficulty.
Rhodes' head almost split, but for his own safety, he persisted.
It wasn't until halfway through the night, equivalent to three or four in the morning, that some preliminary results were achieved.
"The Ancient Language" is indeed relatively close to the words in the dream. Rhodes reluctantly pieced together some explanations based on words with similar glyphs and guesswork.
The words on the dark red star are:
Dark Devourer.
Status: Constant burning.
Star Power: Soul erosion.
Quantified: Darkness of the Abyss, Eternal Mist, Blood of Ancient Rus.
Strength: Medium.
Description: The illusion in the dream, the supreme ideal, the wings that rise sharply when falling, the only edge left on the long sword. She was born from the noblest ideals of mankind and died from the dirtiest desires of mankind.
——
The blood-red text on the back of the obelisk reads:
Invasion!
Invasion!
Invasion!
Three rounds of sunset, the nightmare is coming!
The dead soul returns to silence, but the spirit can live on forever!
