An old man with glasses watched Magellan's translation of a short sentence and was silent for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe latter stood quietly, desperately trying to see the implication of this short sentence "the temple is built", but he never had a clue.

Soon, though, he gave up. Magellan, who crossed over from China, has a far more understanding of the wonders of language than ordinary people, and the "Xihai language" he uses now may not be explained clearly by saying a large paragraph in Chinese. Maybe the linguist had found something, but he didn't want to see it.

After a while, the gray-haired professor put down his translator, looked up and whispered praise to Magellan for his speed, and then invited him to lunch with him.

Magellan readily agreed, but complained in his heart.

Crossing nature requires a golden finger, and soon after possessing a newborn child, he discovered that his memory had improved tremendously enough to be called qualitatively changed, and he was complacent about it. But soon after entering elementary school, Magellan discovered that it was simply useless. This world is not the era of the information explosion before the time travel, and he simply can't find so many things to remember.

Until now, the biggest benefit of this golden finger that Magellan can think of is that it made him catch up with today's lunch.

"It's strong, invincible. ”

Although he was a little depressed, his mood immediately improved after seeing lunch. Magellan took out a dozen small bottles of spices from his pocket, tasted the grayish-yellow and unsightly paste on the plate, and then picked up several in turn from the bottles lined up on the table and spilled the spices inside. The old professor beside him was obviously shocked by his movements and the fanatical expression on his face, and did not stop Magellan from bringing him lunch in the same way, but after tasting it, the old professor squinted and nodded, forgiving Magellan for his rudeness.

The expedition's lunch, as always, consisted of a piece of brown bread and a plate of stew. There are obviously professional nutritionists in the chef, and there is enough fat and greens in the stew, which is fully capable of providing the calories, salt, vitamins and satiety required by intensive labor, but the taste of the stew is really not complimentary. It's not that it's unpalatable, but this ugly-looking paste is actually sweet and salty, with some meat and vegetable flavors that are diluted to the point that you can't feel it, which is not unpalatable, but it is definitely not delicious.

So everyone saw that Magellan was a Chinese before he crossed.

The old professor was a very gentle man, with the affinity peculiar to the elderly, and he spoke very slowly. Eating slowly, he made an invitation to Magellan: he noticed Magellan's talent and wanted the latter to participate in the compilation of the translation.

Curious, Magellan asked him what he was going to do, and the answer was to find all the meanings of a word in all the translated sources, refine them according to the context and tone, and finally summarize them in search of the most accurate translation and more detailed information possible.

Magellan's mind flashed like lightning, and he should have turned down the invitation. With his strong memory, he was able to memorize all the new translations of the previous day when he translated each day, and his appointment with Helen was that of an explorer, and the income from this expedition was on his own, so the time spent alone was extremely valuable. But on second thought, there is now a white hat of the land snake outside, let alone him, and no one in the expedition team wants to find anything truly valuable outside. And it is a rare opportunity to work with a team of paleographers and linguists, and he wants to play his golden finger, and now this is the biggest opportunity.

Seeing Magellan nodding, the old professor smiled.

The light lunch was soon over, and the two walked together outside the camp.

The old professor seems to have the characteristic slowness of old people, but his body is actually very tough, and he gives people the impression that although he reacts quickly, he is always willing to act slowly, and the time left in between is used to think about his own affairs.

In the face of Magellan's curious questions, the old professor's answers were always short, but the meaning was clear. For example, why ask Magellan for help, his answer is that the countess cares more about archaeological results.

This allowed Magellan to finally confirm his suspicions: the countess didn't care about gold at all, and the explorers were all used by her.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, but he was a little happy. It seems that in Helen's eyes, there is a difference between him and those explorers who can be abandoned at any time.

Maybe it's time to settle down and learn something, Magellan thought, recalling his less than twenty years of life after the time travel.

He used to be conceited, arrogant, and convinced that he would get ahead as a traverser, but he also used to be desperate, confused, and doubtful of himself. In the end, he chose to become an explorer, and when he thought about it, it was not that he believed in the aura of a time-traveler, but that he couldn't stand the boring daily life with the memories of his past life.

After that, he did not develop on the transfer, although he also made a windfall, but eventually his daughter was dispersed. Now, a few years later, he is determined that this is the life he wants.

Because of this, he was eager to learn something related to linguistics. As an explorer, it is important to communicate with the living and the dead, whether they are stealing money from the living or the dead. He had a golden finger and was almost a natural linguistic genius, but he wasted it because he didn't have the money to go to college.

This opportunity doesn't come around very often, and while it doesn't do much good, it can be the first step on a ladder upward.

Magellan smiled happily as he imagined a bright future with Helen, signing the expedition's papers, and joining the Royal Society.

Back in front of the camp, Magellan suddenly remembered the words translated in the morning: "The temple is built, does this sentence have any special meaning?"

This time, the old professor no longer spared words like gold, and he used a long paragraph to explain.

In the text of the civilization to which this ancient relic belongs, there are three exclusive nouns that can be translated as temples and temples, representing the three classes, and in the sentence translated by Magellan in the morning, the highest level is used. The temple to which the word refers is the supreme temple of the god itself, which has only one god in the entire civilization, and "the temple is built" is a statement that is actually illogical - the only temple of this civilization has existed for hundreds of years. That's why the old professor cares about the translation, whether it's the destruction and rebuilding of the original temple, or the people here building another temple, it means that there are a lot of records, and so far, they haven't found even a single such record!