In the woodland, a makeshift camp was quietly encamped, and the tents outside the camp were littered with corpses, and the tents were full of wounded. The camps on the battlefield are always filled with the blood of their own people, and those who shed blood are either their comrades or brothers.

The faces of the soldiers were a little numb, some helpless, some angry......

At the door of the tent in the center of the camp, a girl in a white uniform stood in the middle of the crowd. She was dressed differently from the others, who were dressed in armor and robes just like medieval soldiers and knights. The girl was wearing a small white woolen shawl cape with a beige shirt underneath, white tight breeches underneath, and a pair of brown over-the-knee boots. Although the girl's face was full of tiredness, it still couldn't hide her beauty. Golden shawl curly hair, turquoise eyes, fair skin. It's like an elf queen in the camp, and it's very good-looking.

"Lord Vivien, that war slave, he's awake."

Vivien nodded, and she handed the battle report in her hand to the intelligence officer for the time being. At this time, for Vivien, the matter of the war slave was the most important. Piloting a first-generation Grimace single-handedly takes on a group of giants and kills them all. If this can be confirmed to be true, then this war slave is Vivien's biggest gain from this trip.

With this in mind, Vivien walked briskly towards a tent in the corner. As soon as she entered the tent, she saw a red-haired teenager tied up like a dumpling. Vivien said curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Lord Vivian, you don't know, this kid is so powerful that we almost let him be, and in the end we had to tie him up like this. And we checked on him, there was no imprint of a war slave. But the clothes are indeed the war slave prison clothes of the Southern Fire Empire, this kid is a bit of an unknown origin, and he doesn't seem to speak our language. ”

Vivien nodded, she looked at the boy who was tied up into rice dumplings and asked, "What's your name?" Vivian deliberately used the native language of the Southern Continent, but what she didn't expect was that the young man looked at her blankly, obviously not understanding.

Vivien thought for a moment, changed her language again, and asked curiously, "Deaf?" ”

The ...... boy stopped struggling, and he looked at Vivien honestly. Apparently understood.

Vivian raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice: "You can understand the lingua franca of communication on the mainland, but you can't understand the native language of the southern continent. Where the hell are you from? ”

Vivian's surprise was not unreasonable, the lingua franca of mainland communication was the special language of Yanshi. Yanshi is a group that specializes in designing Yanshi, and it is the most noble group in this world, and there is no one. As a sign of honor, they use a special language. As a nobleman of all countries, he is proud to be able to use this language. To put it bluntly, the lingua franca of mainland communication is the language used to communicate for the powerful people of this world. Just for the convenience of the powerful and to show the distinguished dignity of the difference.

The boy didn't speak, just looked at Vivien silently.

Vivien also looked at the boy carefully. The boy's thin body looked slightly shorter than Vivien's. The boy had particularly striking red hair, as red as a flame, and his eyes seemed to be dancing with flames. A fair-skinned face with the word "create" written on the right cheek. The scarlet script is the standard system of Songti characters. It's just that Vivien can't understand these two words. It feels like the lingua franca of mainland communication, but there are some not. The young man's expression is also very special, as if he is unfamiliar with everything, and he is curious about everything. In short, this teenager who looks a little like a girl gives people a particularly weird feeling.

Vivien frowned slightly, and continued to ask patiently, "You can understand, but you can't speak, right?" ”

The boy still looked at her indifferently, silently, as if he was observing his prey.

Vivien rubbed her temples with a headache, turned to the person next to her and said, "Untie him!" ”

Vivien stood beside a man who looked to be in his forties, without a flamboyant aura or a noble temperament. It feels like a seasoned veteran. He was Vivien's lieutenant. Hearing the order to untie, the adjutant first raised eight tones and said, "Lord Vivien! You untie him!? Aren't you afraid that he will wipe us out alone? ”

Not only the adjutant, but the expressions on the faces of the soldiers around him were obviously worried about what the teenager would do after he untied.

Vivien said calmly, "It's okay, he shouldn't be in any danger." ”

Speaking of this, Vivien turned to look at Baizhan again, she leaned down slightly, and said softly, "I promise you, your life will not be in danger. But, if you can't make a move on me. ”

The boy finally reacted this time, and replied bluntly: "I understand, your conditions are reasonable, and you can reach an agreement." I don't reassess the risk until the next hazard arises. Temporarily agree to a neutral condition with you. ”

Although the boy spoke, the way the boy spoke made Vivien a little incomprehensible. I feel that the teenager speaks too stiffly, as if he is not particularly good at communicating with people. But the boy spoke the standard lingua franca of mainland communication!

"Fog grass, this kid can talk?!" The adjutant first reacted exaggeratedly.

Vivian was also stunned, she looked at the young man curiously and asked. "Can you speak? And can speak the lingua franca of mainland communication? ”

The boy's voice was cold, and that coldness was very special, like a human being who had lost his feelings. It's very hollow, calm, and stiff. But speaking of which, his voice is also very good, at least very clear.

"Now I can support 211 languages, and there are 5,166 languages stored in the database, but only 514 of them have text. You can communicate in your language, there are no communication restrictions. The boy finished speaking without any emotion, making everyone feel as if he was reading a word.

Vivien straightened up, crossed her shoulders and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"According to the agreement, your information can be fed back through the database: Bai Zhan, male, fifteen years old. From the Creation Group. The boy's tone was still very stiff, and he felt like a robot.

Vivien asked in a low voice, "Create?" What is that place? Haven't heard of it. Is it some organization of the Southern Fire Empire? ”

The people around you look at me, I look at you, everyone shakes their heads.

The answer is no. Southern Fire Empire, not in the database. Analysis, the Southern Fire Empire, is of a national nature. Question: What kind of empire is the Southern Fire Empire? What about risk assessment? Land area, human environment, geographical environment, etc., need to be entered. Question, is there subjective malice in the Southern Fire Empire? Is there a threat to my life? Security protocols are threatened, and countermeasures are recommended. ”

After listening to Baizhan's question, Vivien had a headache. Although I can understand the meaning of Baizhan, the way Baizhan speaks is too awkward. It's not a normal person's way of speaking at all.

Not only the way he spoke, but there were many places on Baizhan that gave Vivien a headache. Look at the dress, a hundred battles should be war slaves. But there is no imprint of war slaves on his body. When a person is convicted of a war slave, the executive will imprint him on him to represent his country. For example, the imprint on the war slaves of the Southern Fire Empire is the word "Southern Fire". Although the positions of the imprints of the five continents are different, they must all be imprinted on the war slaves. The stigma of war slaves is a disgrace for a person's life. With this brand, then fate can only send death. Moreover, the war slaves were the most despicable people, while the lingua franca of communication on the mainland was the language of the noble Yanshi, the armor and the nobles, and there was a difference between the two......

The other is the face pattern of the word "create" on Baizhan's face. These two words are very similar to the lingua franca of communication on the mainland, and no country dares to brand this kind of text on the faces of war slaves, which is a blasphemy against Yanshi. However, the location is ...... As far as Vivien knew, the imprint of the war slaves of the Eastern Continent was on the face, but the imprint was a scar from the brand, not this facial pattern. Looking at the face of Baizhan is a bit like a tattoo, but a tattoo cannot be used as a brand. So this made Vivien very entangled......

Vivien sorted out her thoughts for a moment and patiently replied, "The Southern Fire Empire is one of the many countries in the Southern Continent, and it can be regarded as a great power in the Southern Continent. It has a dry climate and a large population. The armor you drive is the armor of the Southern Fire Empire: the Flame. According to what we learned from an officer, you forced your way onto the armor. So how do you drive the Armor? Also, can you talk to me about it? Or rather...... Can you speak well? When Vivien said this, she slowly lowered her head, and her face looked at Baizhan very aggressively.

Bai Zhan Zemu raised his head, and he whispered: "After the language mode is selected, turn on the super AI mode." The mode is on, the active defense mode is paused, and the mode is switched. The system is reading, please ...... later"

When Baizhan's eyes flickered with a faint red light, Baizhan's eyes were no longer so wooden. Bai Zhan blinked, looked at Vivian's face, and said with a slightly unnatural expression: "Little sister, you will blind my kryptonite dog eyes like this." ”

"What?" Although Bai Zhan now speaks with human emotions, he feels that what he says is becoming more and more difficult to understand.

"I mean, young lady, can you stay away from me? With a big guy like you, I'm going to tremble as a newcomer. Baizhan said cautiously. These are the words that players say on weekdays. Baizhan can mimic the player's tone of voice, which is the characteristic of super AI.

Baizhan itself is a system, so when facing different environments, it will use different system modes to deal with it, and these are also passive protection procedures. Although he gained life, Hundred Battles was still only a digital life. Of course, Vivien definitely didn't know about these things.

Vivien grabbed Baizhan's collar, looked slightly angry, and asked in a very stern tone: "You, now, well, like a normal person, answer my question, understand?!" ”

"The request is approved, the system re-corrects the language bias, the mode is adjusted, and the communication can be done."

Vivien grabbed her rag-like clothes hard and asked, "You! Who is it? ”

"My name is Baizhan."

"How old?"

"Fifteen."

"What for?"

"When I woke up, some people said I was a war slave. I don't remember the past, so I don't know who I am. ”

"Where did it come from?"

"At sea, I remember that there was a ship, it seemed to have exploded. And then the sea was full of corpses. There were a lot of people on the shore, and they used ropes to trap people on the shore. They put me ashore. I didn't have any clothes on me, so they threw me a set of torn clothes. I...... Just remember so much. ”

The whole battle gave people a feeling of great calm. In the face of a hundred battles, Vivien has the illusion of standing by the lake. During the whole process, he answered fluently, and he was very calm, it was really a calm answer, which made people feel like ...... Single-threaded straight lines, the kind without wobble!!

After Baizhan answered, Vivien nodded in satisfaction and stood up. This time, there was no suspicion of in every word Baizhan said. And it all makes sense logically. There are some details, the sea, the ship, the explosion. No matter how this sounds, it's a matter of the Ray of Hope!

Vivien let go of Baizhan and clapped her hands and said, "Sure enough, you should be more reasonable when interrogating." ”

"Uh...... Lord Vivian, if you want this effect, we can do it too, why did you tell us in advance to be polite? The adjutant asked with a bitter face.

Vivien glared at the adjutant. The adjutant quickly shut up, provoking the commander was no joke for the sergeant.

Vivien walked around Baizhan, obviously thinking about what Baizhan had said. "You said you came from the sea, and you don't remember anything before?" Vivien asked, a little nervous.

Baizhan shook his head.

Vivien then asked, "The clothes on your body were given to you by them?" Then you went ashore without clothes? ”

"Well, no."

"I really don't remember what I was doing in the past?" Vivien reconfirmed.

Baizhan shook his head.

Vivien thought for a moment, then said, "You opened the red armor?" ”

"Armor?" Bai Zhan looked at Vivian a little blankly, as if he didn't understand.

"It's the machine man, the red one." Vivien reminded.

When Baizhan heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "Well, I drove it." At that time, there was nothing else available, so I had to use him. Fortunately, it can be used, but according to the actual situation of driving, the structural strength of that thing is very bad, and the design does not fully take into account the actual combat strength......"

Vivien waved her hand with a headache, "Okay, okay, are you sure that you opened the armor and you killed the giants?" ”

"Well, yes, I did it."