Arabic!
Arabic has 28 letters!
There are 28 types of Origin Stones, corresponding to each Arabic pronunciation!
I have a vague feeling that this must have a certain connection with the history of "interstellar immigration"...
Yes, it should be... just arriving in the early history of Rodinia, even before the First Elf War!
Because... Mozhi quickly realized the key point of this information - could the so-called Elvish language be Arabic? !
After all, extraordinary abilities come from the elves, and as the cornerstone of extraordinary abilities, the Source Stone must also be named by the elves. From the time he spent with Tyrande, Mozhi is convinced that the elves in his homeland do possess a An ancient language...
Although the current elves may have mastered the Chinese language through a long history of assimilation, just as Tyrande said, they gradually mastered the language of Alla.
It's just that... the pronunciation of Origin Stone has been passed down. In this era where all people speak Chinese, Origin Stone still retains an incomprehensible pronunciation.
Uncle Cat once said that the pinyin used for communication is "ancient Elvish"... If the speculation is correct, Arabic should be the more ancient "Ancient Elvish". The elves gradually learned Chinese, so they learned Use Pinyin to slowly transform the racial language from "Ancient Elvish" to "Ancient Elvish"?
This information also shows that the origin of the elves has historical secrets that have not yet been cracked...
It is conceivable that the elves have existed since arriving on the continent of Rodinia. They coexisted with the iron people on the continent, and there would even be a rather long period of assimilation.
If the Ironborn are interstellar immigrants, then what exactly are elves?
Where do they come from? Are they indigenous to Rodinia? No, no... In that case, wouldn't the elves become aliens... How could aliens look so similar to people on Earth? !
It's impossible when you think about it. People with a high school biology level can understand that if aliens really exist, the probability that they look so close to Earthlings is probably less than one in a billion...
Also, how could aliens understand Arabic? !
The elves should be...brought over by immigrating humans, or...can only originate from the earth.
Could it be that, in addition to the four major races on the mainland, the elves are Arabs?
No, it shouldn't be like that. The elves do not have the corresponding characteristics of the Arab nation... Moreover, the elves already have extraordinary characteristics that cannot be explained - they have impeccable and perfect looks.
Mo Zhi pondered for a moment, but the group was already discussing it.
Prophecy: [Is the sequence of the Source Stone in Arabic? This may be... related to the origin of extraordinary abilities? 】
[But why is it Arabic? ! 】
Ouyang Ao: [It seems... you actually understand Arabic. 】
Knowledge: [Because of ability. 】
Desire: [There must be a connection... between these. I heard Mr. Xue Xue say that this continent is an interstellar immigrant, so... the expected immigration history is inevitable, and even Arabs appeared at that time. language, it’s just that we haven’t unveiled it yet. 】
Ms. Desire is right...Unpredictable probably agrees with her point of view, which is almost the same as his own analysis.
The only difference is that... a few fellow villagers in the group don't know about elves.
As for the reason why Mr. "Learning" understands Arabic, this is easy to understand. His ability is equivalent to archiving past memories and viewing them at any time, similar to the meaning of "photographic memory"... If you think about it, it is quite I always remember the English words I learned in my previous life firmly. Isn’t it that I have always had the peak level of foreign language ability in high school...
Um, by the way, Mr. Knowledge never went to high school in his last life.
Mo Zhi thought for a moment, then suddenly his heart moved and he asked:
[Mr. Knowledge, if you understand Arabic... I have several pronunciations. I’m not sure if they are Arabic transliterations. Can you confirm it for me? 】
Knowledge: [Please tell me! 】
Unpredictable exhaled a breath, paused briefly, and manipulated the talisman on the silver ring:
[Anra...Alebe, and...by the way, and Aruzelo?]
[Can you find the Arabic transliteration of these three words? 】
[Anra...Albe...] Knowledge: [I will search the memory bank, wait a moment. 】
Although several other people in the group didn't know what was going on, they saw that Mr. Xin Mao seemed to have more clues and did not interrupt. Instead, they quietly watched the two chatting.
After a few seconds, Xuexue replied:
[The first two words are common words in Arabic and have been determined...]
[Alebe means...slave! And An Erla means... superior people, or nobles! 】
slave! noble!
Unpredictable feeling like being struck by lightning...
Really hammered!
The word "home", which is what Tyrande calls Aleb, actually means slave... and An'ra means noble!
Alebe is Tyrande's name for the elves themselves, and An'ra...is the name for the Ironborn!
The ironborn are nobles, and the elves are... slaves!
Just from the meaning of these two titles, it is almost certain that the ancient elves are not only connected with the interstellar iron people who arrived here at that time, but the direction of the relationship between the two races is so clear -
Nobles and slaves!
Elves... are slaves? How could he be a slave?
And how could an Ironborn be a superior person? !
The ranks of the two races are surprising again...
And this incomprehensible relationship casts a shadow over that period of history.
Knowledge: [As for Arruzello, this word is not commonly used, but I can roughly guess the meaning, it should be...]
【The land forgotten by God! 】
[Oh, by the way, maybe it’s more appropriate to call it the God’s Abandoned Land, just like the name in “Four Steps Against the Counter”...]
The secret realm of Pandora turned out to be...a place abandoned by God?
The so-called Pandora's secret realm was caused by the madness of the high-level contractors, and in the name of the elves, it actually meant the land abandoned by the gods.
Slaves and nobles, elves and ironborn, what it was like when they coexisted on the mainland... It feels as if the ancient dust of history is covered in front of my eyes.
And that period of history may not be like the two elven wars where there are still hidden forces in this world, but it may be completely submerged in the long river of time.
The way to recreate that period of history... is basically unthinkable at present, unless... you have the ability to recreate the past like Time Saul Underwood.
Unpredictable sighed slightly and once again focused on the meeting at Lunar Eclipse.
Desire: [Mr. Heart Nightmare, where did you get these words? 】
Desire is really smart. He has already thought from the origin of these words that I know more things... Unpredictable smiled and shook his head, and replied:
[The pinyin we use is called Ancient Elf Language, and I heard the pronunciation of these words accidentally. 】
[The history of this world...seems to be quite long. 】
Regarding the elves, there is no need to announce them in the group...
Seeing that Mr. Xin Mao had no specific clues, the crowd didn't ask any more questions... As for what they thought, they didn't have to worry about it.
After the chat ended, Mo Zhi picked up the red wine glass next to him and took a long sip.
The slightly sour taste flows down the esophagus, and the initially unbearable spiciness is followed by a wonderful sense of pleasure...
Unexpectedly, he looked up and saw two work secretaries looking at him blankly.
He smiled somewhat blankly, his face flushed with alcohol stimulation, and he tilted his head and joked:
"You two...tsk tsk tsk, you look really delicious."
Needless to say, Hong Fang, Sha Erna’s appearance is also quite good, but... Hong Fang is a person who has seen the big world, how can he care about this kind of immature teasing, he shook his head disdainfully, looked at Sha Erna glanced at her.
Sharna's face turned red, she avoided the red party's thoughtful gaze and looked at the captain:
"Captain Mo...have you been at the Supervision Office these days? I mean, aren't you going out to do some work?"
Mozhi waved his hand: "It's great here to do knitting work!"
"Spend Pandora's money and enjoy a peaceful life...hehehehe..."
Red Fang snorted:
"No ambition."
Sharna also shook her head with a wry smile, got up and went to the captain's bedroom to take care of the so-called "captain's wife" dinner.
Well, that is Xiaobai.
Mo Cai looked at the sky and saw that it was almost time to get off work. He couldn't help but sigh lowly:
"I don't know what this old cat is doing...it's taking so long."
.............
Bancarol City, Adli ghetto.
Sewer Alley.
Stowe · Window · Flowerpot · Bookshelf · Fertilizer... Karasam drunkenly carried the bottle of wine and opened the iron door of his room.
Well, his home only has an open area that is not a yard, and the house is a simple building made of discarded thin iron sheets and stacked boards.
It was getting late at this time, and the thin but young wife was still holding a cow dung lamp under the oil lamp... This is a simple small lamp made of dried cow dung, like a small bowl. During the Cow Dung Festival As a necessary ceremonial step, the Hesse people would light it and put it into the Huan River.
At that time, when night falls, thousands of cow dung lanterns will float on the Huan River, which has excellent water quality. It is really beautiful. People will kneel down by the river and make wishes, hoping that the gods of Hesse will protect their safety in the coming month.
The reason why Stowe's wife made such a large number of cow dung lamps was naturally because the selling price of five cow dung lamps was one copper dollar, which was an indispensable and important monthly income for this family of seven.
Stowe, whose face was full of alcohol, glanced at his dark and fat wife, but smelled the strong musty smell coming from the room, and immediately cursed:
"It's so cute!"
Seeing her husband's unkind expression, the wife immediately put down the cow dung in her hands and did not dare to say another word...
This is a common family status in Hesse. A married woman has no status. The same is true in Stowe's family.
It is naturally difficult to please her husband. If she disobeys her even a little bit, what awaits her will be a storm of punches and kicks.
The wife stood up tremblingly, quickly scooped a ladle of water from the bucket next to her, washed the cow dung on her hands, and then stood in front of her husband respectfully:
"Did you have meal?"
"I want to sit on five hundred cow dung lamps today. I don't have time to cook. I...I'll do it right now!"
"Go away! I've eaten! Don't bother me!" Stowe waved his hand impatiently, put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, took out half a cigarette from the pocket of his wrinkled and tattered coat, and put it Light in front of oil lamp.
However, as I approached the pot of cow dung in front of the oil lamp, I suddenly smelled a strong smell...
Stowe was about to gag, and he immediately cursed and took a deep puff of the cigarette, replacing all the strange smells in the room with the smell of smoke.
"Then...I'm just going to cook. The kids are still picking up trash. I should be home soon." The wife saw that her husband didn't stink up the room this time because he thought she hadn't finished her work. He was so angry that he hit her, and he said carefully in surprise and confusion.
Seeing that Stowe still didn't speak, she turned around and went to the open-air kitchen outside the house... A simple shed was built on one side of the wall, and under the shed was the family's iron pot.
Coarse salt, some yellowed rice, and a small amount of dried corn...this will make a pot of corn rice that is not too unpalatable.
As for vegetables, there are only two square meters of lettuce planted at the door, and a few lettuce stalks left over from yesterday. I choked them with half a spoonful of turbid fish oil, and added a small amount of salt...
Although the taste is not unpalatable, it is still a tasty companion when paired with corn rice.
The key is... Stowe can't remember clearly. It seems like every meal in the past ten days has been served with lettuce.
Although the children devoured the food, in the opinion of Stowe, who had seen many delicacies...this meal was simply for dogs.
Looking at his wife's thin figure, Stowe sighed and knocked on the door panel with his hand:
"Come in!"
The wife quickly put down her work, walked into the room cautiously, and stood in front of Stowe with her head lowered.
After seemingly hesitating for a few seconds, Stowe reached into his pocket, fumbled for a while, took out a one-silver dollar bill, and threw it on the table.
"Go and buy some pork and cook something good for the children tonight."
The wife looked at the banknote in confusion, but did not dare to take it immediately, and asked cautiously:
"You...you...haven't you gone out to make money recently?"
"There's so much nonsense, just take it!" Stowe cursed impatiently.
The wife then carefully took the money and put it in her breast pocket as if she had found a treasure. However, she still did not turn around and go out. Instead, she stood in front of Stowe thoughtfully...
As if she had made a decision, she suddenly knelt down, stretched out her hands, and hugged Stowe's waist.
She slowly touched her husband's hemp rope belt with her hands, trying to untie it.
Stowe, however, seemed to be furious and took a step back in fright:
"What are you going to do!"
The wife looked up, with deep doubts in the whites of her eyes:
"To...to...make you happy."
Only then did Stowe understand what she meant, grinning and shaking his head:
"No... no need, go sell meat and cook!"
The wife did not stand up, but knelt on her knees respectfully, looked up at her husband, and asked carefully and doubtfully:
"These days... these days... you don't seem to be... the same."
"You're not at home during the day, and... you don't sleep in bed at night, and you... don't eat at home... In short, it's just... different from before."
"In the past, after you gave me money, you always asked me... This time you gave me money, and you didn't scold me for using useless things."
"You haven't gone out these days, how come you have money to give me?"
"Where did this money come from?"
Stowe was already impatient and was about to scold him when he heard a clear sound of footsteps coming from outside the room.
Looking up, I saw a figure approaching home quickly.
Stowe smiled and whispered to his wife:
"No, I'm going out to make money!"
The wife did not close the door when she entered, but the figure stepped directly into the room without any scruples.
Seeing his wife kneeling in the room, the figure was not surprised at all and just winked at Stowe.
Stowe turned around and followed out the door without saying a word.
Follow the figure all the way to the corner outside the room.
"Two golden stars, Stowe·Window·Flowerpot·Bookcase·Fertilizer...Karasam."
While calling Stowe's name, the visitor turned his palm, revealing a wooden sign with a gold star and three small stars on it, and said again:
"Wuniu is with you and me!"
Stowe opened his mouth and took out the wooden sign on his waist:
"Hello, Mr. Gold Three Stars!"
"Haha, you didn't call me by my name, why..." Stowe's superior from the Southern Tribe was a little surprised, but suddenly understood, he turned to look at Stowe's wife who was going out, and lowered his voice:
"Old friend, we have another mission!"
"Talk further."
The figure moved around again until he reached a deserted place, then turned back and said to Stowe:
"The hunting mission will take place in three days, and we will go to the outskirts of Holy Grail City!"
"This mission requires people with good marksmanship. You, boy, come with me this time... You must always remember that we must be Wu Niu's most capable subordinates!"
After thinking about it, Stowe said gracefully:
"Wuniu is with you and me!"
The three-star gold superior nodded and looked at Stowe:
"You seem to be speaking a little differently this time!"
Hearing this, Stowe said with a smile:
"The mother-in-law at home is so angry that you just saw it."
"Hmm..." The superior nodded thoughtfully:
"Don't get angry with women, they are just some ignorant trash, tarnishing our noble Hesse men!"
"Hesse is the best Ironborn!"
"We have the best traditions!"
"Our southern tribe will definitely become the most prosperous and powerful super province in the mainland!"
Stowe nodded quickly and repeated these three sentences with a strong sense of ritual:
"Hesse is..."
After agreeing on a departure time, the superior turned around and left.
Stowe walked back home slowly while thinking.
My wife has come back and is cutting the pork she just bought with a knife.
The three children also came back, each one very thin. After piling the salable garbage they picked up at the door, they filed in and dragged out the cardboard boxes from under the bed.
Stowe saw his three thin sons, his equally thin wife, the dilapidated house and the garbage piled up for sale at the door. He thought of his wife's virtuous but humble kneeling posture just now... and could only The voice he heard muttered to himself with disdain:
"That's it, you're still rich and powerful... Hesse is rubbish... so damn!"
When I entered the door, I saw three children gathered around the cardboard box...
Inside the box was a fat, sleeping, yellow cat.
The eldest son saw his father coming in and asked quickly:
"Dad, didn't you say this cat would come back to life? Why is it still sleeping?"
"It's still in a coma, it's been three days!"
Stowe resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said with a smile:
"Soon, it will come alive."
"However, when it comes back to life, it will definitely leave our place."
"Why?" asked the son.
Stowe shrugged: "Because we are too poor."
.........
After dealing with his son, Stowe turned around and sat on the chair, touching the cat bell in his pocket:
【Unpredictable! There is a situation! 】
