Finally he was the only one left in the room, Wu Qingchen let out a long breath, slowly walked to the bed, slowly fell back, and slowly closed his eyes.

Wu Qingchen originally thought that after such a bizarre day, he would definitely toss and turn and couldn't sleep.

However, just lying down for a while, Wu Qingchen's mind did fluctuate many chaotic thoughts, but the deep tiredness quickly occupied all of Wu Qingchen's mind.

I don't know how long it has been, Wu Qingchen's closed eyes suddenly felt a magnificent light.

Countless huge clouds appeared in all directions of Wu Qingchen.

Not again!

As soon as he turned to this thought, Wu Qingchen had been absorbed to the edge of the dark blue vortex, surrounded by countless magnificent and changing colors, and in front of him was a dazzling white light that was getting bigger and bigger.

Maybe it's a second, maybe it's two seconds, and the white light has completely enveloped Wu Qingchen.

And then it flew away.

The blue sky, the cascading white clouds, when he came back to his senses, Wu Qingchen's feet had already stepped on the grassy mud, his nose smelled the fresh air with earth and plants, and his skin felt the breeze quietly caressed.

At his feet, there was a branch that had clearly just been tripped over and a small stone that had obviously just been rubbed.

Here we go.

Without too many cluttered thoughts, realizing that he had entered the medieval world again, Wu Qingchen's first thought was "to start".

This is the credit of the emergency training, for the first time to enter the medieval world, it occupies an extremely precious half an hour, using dozens of computers, dozens of projection screens, dozens of soldiers to explain Wu Qingchen's extremely detailed action plan.

Closing his eyes, Wu Qingchen slowly reminisced and combed through.

The first step is to protect yourself.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qingchen looked around and took the first step.

In order to enter the first section of the history of the medieval world, in the canteen at night, Wu Qingchen had carefully practiced the way of walking back and forth dozens of times---- the weeds and shrubs on both sides were too high.

Wu Qingchen's walking posture was a little strange, his hands were wrapped into the sleeves of his robe to prevent cuts, his left elbow was propped up to push away the branches of the bushes, his eyes carefully examined the ground, and his legs slowly moved alternately along the outer figure.

To put it more figuratively, if Wu Qingchen is put on the screen at this time, only a metal detector is needed, and the audience below will immediately understand that the plot of jungle demining is next.

The end point of demining is a big tree, and Wu Qingchen is already extremely familiar with this old friend, and he should even be regarded as the person who knows it best in the entire medieval world.

This is normal, the natives of the medieval world have never had the opportunity to be surrounded by a dozen giant projection screens, to see the tree's height, circumference, bifurcation, crown width from a dozen different angles, and they have not had the opportunity to be supported by two supercomputers to analyze its root depth, tree weight, light, growth, health, and so on and so forth.

The bark is striated, the lower end is smooth, slightly higher has longitudinal lobes, the leaves are wide, alternate, papery, dark green, and there is no pungent odor.

After repeatedly confirming the safety features repeatedly emphasized by the arbor experts, Wu Qingchen determined that this was his first goal.

"Target" means that Wu Qingchen's purpose of walking a few hundred meters close to the tree is not to protect the environment, but to break off a branch and skillfully pluck off the leaves.

The leaves are thick, quite broad, without sharp notches on the sides, and rich in fiber......

Of course, this is the knowledge that the arbor experts temporarily stuffed to Wu Qingchen.

Soon, Wu Qingchen had collected enough leaves and began to use the knowledge of the shrub experts: he found several bushes near the big tree and broke off many soft branches.

Next is the knowledge of parasitic vine experts: a small pile of tough vines without thorns was collected from the branches and stems of the shrub.

Finally, it was the artist's technique: using the collected materials and using the technique that had been practiced many times in advance, Wu Qingchen quickly knitted a pair of gloves with soft branches as bones, leaves as flesh, and rattan as meridians.

Taobao price is 8 yuan......

That's right, the appearance of the gloves is quite ugly, and dozens of experts take turns to fight, and it is not for Wu Qingchen to enter Taobao Mall smoothly.

A few hundred meters, the other two men in the medieval world are still working, Wu Qingchen can't stand by and visit all the time, the language barrier, the situation is unknown, and not participating in labor all the time will make the situation even more complicated.

At the same time, the crops that Wu Qingchen had to enter next had dense leaves that were quite sharp, and Wu Qingchen had to protect his hands as much as possible.

---- still has feet, and it took a little more time, Wu Qingchen added a layer of packaging worth 8 yuan to his feet that only wore a pair of wooden shoes.

Equipped with gloves and foot covers, Wu Qingchen peeled off a small piece of bark from the big tree, picked up a very round stone from the vicinity, picked out two or three small vines from the remaining materials, took a deep breath again, continued the posture of mine detection, and returned to the edge of the crop.

Pushing aside the two crop blades that stretched out of bounds, Wu Qingchen squatted down cautiously, and lay quietly on the grass with a hand rake, the handshake was very smooth, and there were several cracks on the grip side, and the overall look was a little old.

It's been a long time.

Wu Qingchen was very emotional, the last time he held it, he was still lying comfortably at home, this time holding it, he was already thousands of miles away, at least surrounded by thousands of soldiers, and his future life was no longer in his own hands.

With these things in mind, Wu Qingchen's hands skillfully tied several knots, and used small vines to firmly tie the small piece of bark to the hand rake, slightly changing its center of gravity, and completing the entry into the medieval world, and at the same time, it was also the first tool improvement in his life.

Standing up again, Wu Qingchen pulled the sleeves, tightened the robe, pulled the skirt, and carefully adjusted his clothes up and down, left and right, so that it was more in line with the state of labor.

Safe work: making gloves, foot covers.

Preparation: Hand rake improvement, clothing adjustment

Calling up the summary of the actions of the experts in huge bold letters again, Wu Qingchen also ticked the last item in his heart, and everything was ready to start the next step.

Next, Wu Qingchen stepped into the crop bush and walked to the position where he first appeared during the strange dream at noon.

"Looth, Voss, Etus, of, hot?"

Far away, the strange older man threw a short sentence in the direction of Wu Qingchen.

This time, Wu Qingchen's reaction to this string of strangely pronounced syllables was no longer at a loss, completely confused.

The half-hour emergency language training came into play immediately, and explanations from linguists, cryptographers, sociologists, and other jumble subject experts quickly came to Wu Qingchen's mind.

Los is my name.

I've just returned to the crop bush now; The older man spoke with a look of concern on his face;

The last four syllables should indicate: "Are you back?" Or, "Are you alright?" ”。

At the same time, "Are you okay?" The phrase that the strange man had uttered when he first and second time he entered the medieval world, had been deciphered by cryptographers and linguists, and its pronunciation was very different from the pronunciation at this time, and could be ruled out.

Thus, the most likely phrase of the older man should be to say: Loth, are you back?

This series of thoughts flashed through Wu Qingchen's mind quickly, and within three or five seconds of the older man speaking, Wu Qingchen had already introduced its approximate meaning.

We also selected the responses that had been prepared in advance.

"Yay."

Wu Qingchen uttered a simple monosyllable.

Wu Qingchen's first strange dream, this monosyllable appears five times in the dialogue between the older man and the younger man, and it has also been deciphered by experts with obvious meaning: yes, yes, yes.

When this monosyllable was pronounced, Wu Qingchen's voice was deliberately suppressed a little hoarse, and his face was slightly strained after many exercises, and his right hand touched his throat while letting out a few suppressed coughs.

This is a symptom of aphonia.

During the night training, Wu Qingchen, a group of soldiers who had the most contact with Wu Qingchen---- didn't know anything about the army formation, but his intuition guessed that it should be a group of staff officers---- who thought that Wu Qingchen's current state was naturally extremely difficult and unrealistic to talk directly with the natives of the medieval world; And it is irrational not to communicate with the indigenous people at all, which will lead to a lot of unnecessary troubles and conflicts.

The final solution is: do not pretend to be deaf, semi-dumb, and disguise not serious symptoms of aphonia.

This has obvious advantages, for the Middle World languages related to Wu Qingchen, if Wu Qingchen is sure, he can communicate directly in simple language; If it is a vague or complex sentence, due to the loss of voice, Wu Qingchen can naturally use a more vague simple pronunciation to perfunctory.

Camouflage loss is also due to a variety of causes of voice loss: inflammation, vocal cord cocooning, polyps, improper vocalization, irritant diseases, tissue congestion, swelling and pain, etc., etc., these are things that can easily happen in the Middle Ages, and older men have hoarse voices and often cough.

Therefore, the staff officers believed that the disguise of silence did not seem abrupt, and there was no need to explain it specifically, and the older man and Wu Qingchen's other relatives would go to find the reason on their own, and at the same time, they would not be too nervous.

Sure enough, seeing Wu Qingchen stroking his throat and suppressing his cough, the older man also stroked his throat and said another sentence with concern, this sentence is a little complicated, Wu Qingchen only heard that the first half should still ask if he was okay, but combined with the situation at this time, the second half should be related to his loss of voice.

Wu Qingchen coughed vigorously twice before answering vaguely, and the older man shook his head, waved his hand vigorously, raised his voice and said the last sentence, and then returned to his labor.

"Don't say it, just get to work."

This sentence is also the voice that has appeared when the two men talked in the first dream and the second dream, Wu Qingchen heard it clearly, lowered his head, and silently showed a smile.

----

Due to the fact that the two worlds are up to thirty times the ratio of time flow, for what happened in the medieval world, the real world had to be photographed in its entirety and then transformed by thirty times the slow motion to see it clearly.

The real world, ten seconds later.

Almost at the same time, the US Pentagon, the Russian Kremlin, a secret location in country Z.

“YES！” "Ulla!" "Great!"

Three huge war rooms, at the same time, there was a huge wave of cheers.

It worked, and the strategy worked.

From beginning to end, Wu Qingchen hardly said a word, let alone any explanation, only answered vaguely twice, coupled with a few carefully designed shapes and movements by the cooperation of several national staff officers, he successfully guided the elder man in the medieval world to find out for Wu Qingchen at least two or three days without any more complicated conversations.

With the earth as its backing, communication is not just about words.