After a few seconds, Anbei's voice returned to normal.

"This suit is good everywhere, there is just one problem." He said bitterly, "This intelligence is a chatterbox! How can you shut it up? ”

Anbei turns on the voice playback function.

"You've entered the body!"

"From today onwards, he will be the man!"

"I'm so happy!"

"Mess with the master, the master will take you to fight ten Gai!"

"By the way, the overlapping sound is so dragged, why don't you like it?"

"Where is the enemy?"

"Lord's iron fist is already hungry and thirsty!"

Not only is he talkative, but his tone is also very philosophical ♂, with both the thick voice quality of a middle-aged man and the passionate youth and playfulness.

Anbei silently turned off the voice playback.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Her own product caused such a reaction, and Lin Wan instinctively stood up to defend herself.

"In fact, this model of suit is still in the laboratory stage, not a finished product. It has two problems, one is the high cost, and the other is that the intelligence of the suit is abnormal. Lin Wan's face was slightly embarrassed, "But I guarantee with the credibility of the Lin Group, its performance is definitely the best among all the suits at present, and as long as you don't particularly hate chatting, there are no safety hazards brought by the body itself." ”

Even if Lin Wan explained, the eyes of the gods looking at this suit were still strange.

Lin Wan added: "Black Dragon Intelligence is actually quite good at chatting, you have been with him for a long time, maybe you will like him." ”

Everyone's eyes became more strange.

Lin Wan sighed helplessly.

She did her best.

The officer looked at An Bei, who was wearing a black dragon suit, and said: "The goal of your mission today is to use the functions of the black dragon suit proficiently, to ensure that you will not be sacrificed due to the gravity coefficient and air composition, and at the same time to exert stronger combat power with the help of the black dragon suit." ”

"Let's get started now."

When the words landed, hundreds of Genna cabins lit up with blue and white federal insignia at the same time, and a thick white mist poured out of it, causing the temperature in the field to drop significantly.

The officer said lightly: "Each suit is equipped with cutting-edge nanotechnology, so you don't have to worry about whether it fits or not, you can choose one set and wear it."

"Also, who is Tang Xuan?"

The officer suddenly called out Tang Xuan's name.

Tang Xuan raised his hand: "Here!" ”

The officer said; "You have other tasks, come with me."

Tang Xuan followed the officer to a quiet office, which had only a set of desks and chairs, and a stack of bound A4 paper on the table.

"Comrade Tang Xuan, the Federation has organized a team of experts, and they have compiled a rudimentary dictionary of ancient gods using the translations you provided earlier." The officer spoke slowly, "Your task is to check the dictionary, circle the words you are not sure about, and cross the words that you think are wrong. ”

Tang Xuan nodded in understanding.

The officer said; "Time is of the essence right now, so hopefully you can get it done as soon as possible."

After saying this, the officer left quickly, he had other jobs.

Tang Xuan sat down at the table and picked up the stack of A4 papers. The paper is still hot, which means that it has just been printed.

The Confederation made a dictionary behind his back.

He was a little surprised, but he expected it. Because as early as when he asked for leave to go to the singer to find Tang Miaomiao without any hindrance, he guessed that the Federation might be organizing people to crack the [Lingua Franca] behind his back.

Whether it's at the level of research or communication, mastering the language of your opponent is significant, so someone has to do it.

Since it's not him, it's someone else.

By translating the inscriptions, Tang Xuan provided the Federation with accurate explanations of thousands of [lingua franca] characters. With so many words as the foundation, combined with other ancient god inscriptions, it is still a difficult thing to reverse the entire [lingua franca], but it is really feasible.

This time, the people who participated in the compilation of the dictionary of ancient gods were all Taishan Beidou in the circle, and everyone had rich experience in linguistics. They had been suffering from a black eye, and they really didn't know where to start, so they never got results. Now that someone has opened up the situation for them, they can use their powerful energy to move the translation forward.

In fact, when there are a certain number of texts as references, Tang Xuan himself is no longer so important.

After all, Tang Xuan himself was also 'guessing'.

The Federation also initially planned to let Tang Xuan join the expert team that compiled the dictionary, but later found out that he had a close relationship with Lin Wan, and he was a student who had not even finished college, and was worried that he would delay the progress of the entire project, so they simply left him alone.

Tang Xuan looked at the freshly baked dictionary of ancient gods, and he said to himself: "Let me see, do you want to use me to check and fill in the gaps?" ”

The members of the expert group must have agreed with each other, and this is why he has the ancient god dictionary in front of him, which is simply bound on A4 paper. They themselves could no longer see what was wrong, so they needed an outsider who also had some knowledge of the ancient gods to find out what was wrong with them.

Not recruiting him into the group may also have this consideration.

Tang Xuan simply flipped through the stack of A4 papers.

I have to say that the scholars who grew up under the orthodox scientific system are indeed not ordinary, after turning the whole book, Tang Xuan found that most of the words he saw were correct, a small number of meanings were deviated but had little impact, and only a few words had major fallacies.

Tang Xuan picked up the pen, he knew what to do.

On the basis of helping the Federation improve the translation, Tang Xuan appropriately hid his clumsiness, he consciously slowed down, first pointed out the words with major mistakes, and then deliberately circled some uncontroversial words, and finally took a whole morning to complete.

Tang Xuan's stomach screamed.

He put down his pen and left the office.

Boom Rumble.......

As soon as he walked out of the soundproof door, he heard a loud thunder, and Tang Xuan didn't need to look to know who was around. But to his surprise, Anbei actually flew in the sky, like a real thunderbolt.

The blue-purple thunder incarnated by Anbei moved around in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was dozens of meters, and the sight of a normal person could not keep up with his movement speed at all.

Many of the gods looked up at him with envy.

Tang Xuan was surprised.

After getting the increase of the Black Dragon Suit, Anbei can already get rid of the shackles of the gravity of the North Star? He remembered that there was still a pair of fists in the Museum of the Ancient Gods, and if Anbei wore both fists and suits, his strength would inevitably go to a higher level.

Just as Tang Xuan was pondering whether it was possible for conventional force to defeat such an individual life, a murderous radio suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ann Bei and other executives!"

"Rocket artillery strike ready!"

"Stay out of the way!"

What blows?

Tang Xuan looked blankly in the direction where the voice came from.

Boom Boom Boom!

The sound of rocket launches is endless, and thousands of rocket launchers drag orange tail flames into the sky like a large retrograde meteor shower chasing a blue fish.