Zhang Luo spent a day translating the ancient texts, and the progress was very slow, but there were some results. Of the five parts of the table of contents, the first page of the note with the least number of words translates as follows: "The true name of the one who is favored by heaven and earth is immortal, and it is eternal." ”

There is a strong taste of middle and two, which makes people speechless. Can't this broken book talk well?

"What's your real name?" This feeling of being in the clouds is really troublesome.

Zhang Luo felt a little itchy on his forehead, and scratched it with his fingers: "Hiss——! ”

What a tragedy, the wound is broken! Even if he is the soul of a college student, the grin that should hurt is still the grin of pain.

Probably the pain reminded him of more of the plots of novels he had read, isn't blood or something a condition for the protagonist's artifact to be stimulated? He untied the gauze and dipped some of the reddish body fluids mixed with medicine from his wound, and dotted it on the paper, but there was no response.

Zhang Luo frowned: "Did I think wrong?" ”

On a whim, he continued to write his name with the liquid.

The words of the ancient book finally changed before his eyes! This one got him right!

"! Finally unlocked the text translation system. Zhang Luo slowly wrapped gauze around his head and smiled with satisfaction.

It's just that the smile gradually solidified again, and I saw the text on it read:

The real name of the living:

Qiao Xi

Catherine Allan Johnson

Людмила Антон Фёдров

Park Eun-joon

ميرك أيبنمحمد‘’ءلاعأيبنمحمدنيمأالمصري、

Akizuki Kozo

Julie JULITTE

……

And so on, there seems to be a strange name in it. Forget it, these are trifles.

It can be seen from these names that almost all larger countries or regions have a real name, and there are dozens of words alone, and hundreds of personal names, which makes him have a headache, especially some words, like the book of heaven, and he doesn't even know which country.

Zhang Luo covered his face: "You book don't have to mess with me in words no matter what!" Bullying me for being uneducated? ”

"But," a chill appeared in his eyes, "there is enough information, and as you can tell from my real name, there are quite a few people who have ancient books or similar objects like me." ”

"The order of the real name above is not arbitrary, according to the order and repetition of the same kind of real name text above. As well as the global this real name order should represent the distance. At the same time, I can also boldly speculate based on this," his eyes lit up, "these first few should be in the Sun Islands!" ”

There are more than 100 real names around the world, and there are a lot of them in this ancient book, full of several pages. But in fact, under the global population base of nearly 10 billion, it is equivalent to tens of millions of people to produce one, and the entire number of foxes does not exceed 30. There are more than 30 ethnic groups in the country, which shows the rarity of those with real names.

It's just that what makes Zhang Luo wonder is, what is the real name? According to the book, "Heaven and earth favor the young", isn't this the protagonist? Why are there so many protagonists in the world all at once? He had a hunch that the crisis encountered in this world was not simple, and it was definitely not a plot in a third-rate science fiction film with such low intelligence as a meteorite impact and an attack by the Zerg.

Zhang Luo began to flip through the book, this time Fengwen was transformed into Longwen, and it was much easier to watch.

In the evening, Zhang Luo studied the book roughly, and his expression was unprecedented...... Doubt.

The ancient book is divided into five parts, which I have said before. In addition to a bunch of names, there are also four parts: the directory, the appendix, the spiritual contract, and the strange thing.

The list is the previous goblin death record, which describes the ghost's abilities.

For example, the ability of the toilet ghost is "Mask", which means that you can perfectly blend your husky into the wolves, and the ghost knows why it is this ability. Shouldn't this toilet ghost's ability be voyeurism? Except for a little explanation, the Fengwen on the entire picture is still Fengwen, and Zhang Luo can only stare at those words.

Then the appendix: "Make a decree for heaven and earth, forbid his body, and cut off his true name." "Enigmatic explanation, so what the hell is this real name?

Then there is the spiritual contract: the contract between life and death, talking to Zicheng, doing his best, followed by loyalty...... You haven't read the Book of Songs? Isn't this the hand of the son behind and growing old with the son?

This broken book is too shameless, and I don't know where to stitch it from. If it weren't for the experience of these days, Zhang Luo would really treat it as garbage on the stall. And this ancient text was written, and he still didn't know what it was for.

Finally, there is a strange thing, this is simple, there are only four words: with all ten thousand laws.

WTF？？？ Can't you say a word?

However, there are some templates for the following Fu Seal Technique, all of which are marked: one-time use. The key is that there are only four fucking ones, which represent the five elements, and the one that makes up the talisman is still Fengwen......

Finally, there is another sentence: Heaven and earth are furnaces, and creation is work; Yin and yang are gray, and all things are copper. The catastrophe is coming, and the heavens are at the mercy of the people.

Zhang Luo doesn't know how to complain anymore, this broken book feels like it's used to trick his father: "This is to tell me that the world is going to end?" ”

He glanced at the names listed on the name note, there were so many saviors, and it seemed that there was no shortage of him. His knuckles tapped on the table, and he fell into some kind of contemplation about life.

"Mom'——!" Zhang Luo shouted.

Li Qingdai was holding a watering can on the second floor to water the flowers at this time, and a strand of hair slipped down. Hearing Zhang Luo's shout, she stopped and asked through the wall, "What's wrong son?" ”

"You can send me to school tomorrow." Zhang Luo closed the ancient book, supported his cheek with one hand, and his eyes were a little decadent.

Li Qingdai brushed her hair behind her ears, put down the kettle, and frowned lightly.

With the sound of slippers, Li Qingdai opened her son's door, the cleanliness of the room made her lose her mind slightly, and her voice eased a lot: "What's wrong Luo'er, why are you in such a hurry?" Your wound hasn't healed yet, you can slow down in class or something, and I can also give you tutoring. ”

Zhang Luo pinched the edge of the table to exert force, and the computer chair took him to a 180-degree circle, and he came face to face with Li Qingdai.

He held his cheeks and said seriously: "Mom, do you want to hear a story?" ”

Li Qingdai sat on the edge of Zhang Luo's bed, and she changed into a black hip skirt that showed her figure, plump and slender complemented each other, reflecting the charm of a mature woman everywhere, probably because she had gone out before.

She said patiently, "Okay, you say, but I still hope you recover well." ”

"In this story, there is a boy who has been ordered by the gods to save the world, and the price is to gain the favor of many girls, Mom, do you think this boy will agree?" Zhang Luo asked.

Li Qingdai frowned and looked at Zhang Luo: "I should agree......"

"No, quite the opposite." Zhang Luo shook his head and said expressionlessly, "The boy thinks that women will affect his reading, and so is saving the world, so the gods and the world who disturb his reading can completely die." ”

Li Qingdai showed a hint of surprise, trying to find something from this nonsensical story: "But if the world is destroyed, the boy will not be able to study?" ”

"Then let someone else save the world, after all, the world is not for boys alone."

"So what do you want to say?" Li Qingdai felt that she seemed to know more about her son.

"This story tells us that the world is big and I just want to read." Zhang Luo said to Li Qingdai very seriously, "Let me go to school tomorrow, right?" ”

Li Qingdai: ......

It seems that the so-called understanding is all a delusion? You never know what an adolescent hot-blooded teenager is thinking.