Chapter 59: The Colemans
The library on the second floor of the Central Library is full of mystery.
It doesn't look like the paid area on the second floor, which is not as spacious as the first floor, and there are countless magic prohibitions. The scrolls were encased in a layer of mist-like pale blue magic barrier.
Wren led the barbarian chick to Area C, where there is a space the size of an indoor basketball court, with a floor height of more than 20 meters, which makes people not feel depressed at all by the surrounding "book mountain", but has a kind of being in the vast ocean of knowledge, which makes people suddenly want to find the truth in the ocean of knowledge.
This design is very clever.
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The library has recently received a lot of new barbarian literature, and a bearded old man who looks like Marx is counting records, and who appears to be a book registrar.
The barbarians were very backward in industry, did not invent papermaking, and all the documentation was recorded on specially treated animal skins. There were several thick piles, which looked like there were at least thousands of pieces.
When the barbarian chick saw these "trophies", she couldn't help but feel a little excited. Being able to grab all the documents in the tribe here means that there are no known how many tribes have been looted, and how many tribesmen have died under the grip of those damned "invaders".
Wren glanced at her coldly, and the meaning was obvious: If you dare to make trouble, get out of here immediately!
She also seemed to understand Wren's grim gaze, and forcibly endured the grief and indignation in her heart, her fists and body trembled slightly, but she didn't say a word after all.
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Wren asked politely, "Mr. Administrator, I want to borrow these hides, which ones have you counted?" β
The bearded administrator didn't look up, and said lightly, "Few people are interested in barbarian writing, especially young people..."
Wren responded: "I am a lover of the study of words, and I am very interested to hear that the barbarians have a complete language and writing system. β
"Oh... It's rare. [Polymath] This road is not easy to walk. β
The bearded old man muttered, didn't ask any more, pointed to the nearly one-meter-thick animal skin on the shelf on the side, and said, "These are relatively complete documents that I have counted out and have not been repeated, so if you need to borrow them, take them." Be careful, you haven't had time to apply a magical protective coating to the hide..."
"Okay, thank you for the pointers."
Wren was not polite, directly picked up the stack of animal skins, and led the oil bottle to the borrowing room not far away.
The paid area has a private reading room with very good privacy, soundproofing and a magic ban against prying eyes.
The Barbarian Chick was dragged all the way to the library in a daze, and until now, she didn't understand what Wren had brought her here for.
Seeing that he had borrowed such a large stack of tribal documents, she also guessed that the witch doctor of the human race wanted to learn their language and writing.
How easy is it to learn a language?
She had been learning the "ancient language of the priesthood" with the high priest's grandfather since she was babbling, and now at the age of thirteen, she has truly mastered the language.
There is no reference, no one to guide, just rely on some words, how is it possible...
Looking at the suspicious gaze of this barbarian chick, Wren didn't intend to explain more to her.
How could a primitive person who didn't even know what a steam engine was, how could he understand the existence of science and technology at the level of "intelligent brain".
He glanced at the text on the hide, and the system automatically sounded.
γDing! If the unrecorded text is found, the system will automatically identify and include it...]
Wren looked at the barbarian chick again, pointed to the words on the skins, then pointed to his mouth, and said, "Read it word by word." β
The simple physical description made the clever savage understand what he meant at once.
Does this "human witch doctor" really want to learn languages?
Although her eyes were full of doubts, she did so.
She looked at the words on the hide, and read every sentence.
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As the future priest of the ancestor, Uduo is actually familiar with most of the words on these animal skins.
Most of these classics are documents that record major tribal events, and some are herbal classics with hand drawings, the habits of jungle monsters, and the identification of poisons... These are common leather scrolls in the tribes.
She even saw a certain animal skin that she had copied by herself.
These are all documents assigned by their Koleman tribal chieftain to the small tribes on the edge of the forest, which means that those small tribes have been brutally attacked by the "invaders"...
As she read it, her eyes were already full of tears.
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γDing! The system automatically recognizes the unrecorded language, and the text is matching...]
Wren ignored the oil bottle's emotions and indifferently helped her turn the pages.
When she finished reading one, he flipped through the next one.
The barbarian chick speaks quickly, but this does not affect the work of the "smart brain".
As long as her pronunciation is accurate, the system can easily recognize and record it.
Nouns, verbs, adjectives, numerals, quantifiers, pronouns, as well as special real words, onomatopoeia, modal words...
"Smart Brain" has its accurate and scientific language translation function, which analyzes the words and sounds that Wren "hears" and "sees" one by one.
Even with this efficiency, it took nearly five hours to read the one-meter-thick animal skin literature.
The system recognized more than 3,000 commonly used words, plus some picture comparisons and context splitting, "Zhi Brain" successfully parsed most of this barbarian language!
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Wren saw that the translation level of "Zhi Brain" reached 87%, although there are still a few rare words that do not understand the meaning, but this is enough to meet the normal communication.
He tried to set up the translation program, and then the pronunciation of a sentence appeared in his head.
Wren read it out and asked the barbarian chick, "Your name... What the... Name? β
This sentence is not in lingua franca, but in the language of a real barbarian!
"You...!"
Hearing this, I read it for five hours in a row, and the oil bottle, which was already dry-mouthed, was stunned as if it had been struck by lightning.
After a moment, her dark eyes were full of shock and asked, "You... Have you learned the language of our Koleman tribe? β
Zhi Brain has simultaneous translation, and it is no longer a gibberish.
Wren was not accustomed to the way the barbarian tongue was pronounced, and stammered: "You... Answer me. β
Hearing the second complete sentence, the oil bottle finally believed that the human in front of him had learned their language.
She replied weakly, "My name is 'Udo'." β
But... How could anyone learn to master a language in such a short time?!
God, this is incredible.
She knew very well that this "human witch doctor" did not know any Coleman language before, and just by saying a few words, it already made people think that he had an amazing talent for language learning.
But now, what do you see?
It was only by allowing himself to read the literature for five hours that he learned the language of his own people?!
Wren ignored her shocked look.
In this case, I'm afraid that if I were to change to anyone, I would probably have this hellish expression.
He got straight to the point and said, "Now tell me... You wrote on the wall before ... The second row of text, what's it..."
"You are talking about the 'words of sacrifice?' β
When Uduo heard this question, she instantly understood that the reason why the man in front of her changed his mind and didn't let her fend for herself was probably because of this reason.
However, there was also a hint of anticipation in her heart.
Since he has needs, then there is room to negotiate conditions!
"Sacrificial words?"
Wren didn't quite understand the meaning of Udo's words, but thought it was another way for their tribe to describe the "ancient language of Monkel".
He directly took out a fragment of an unimportant ancient text from Baron Morin's collection, and said, "I need... You... Interpretation, this text. β
Now, communication is completely fine.
When Uduo heard this, it just confirmed her guess.
If there is use value, there is room for negotiation conditions.
But this clever barbarian chick was not willing to be a "tool man", but said: "I can help you decipher, but you have to help me." β