The freshman welcome party was lined up, but Bai Yiquan couldn't find his place, the reason was very simple, because he couldn't understand the words on the seat nameplate at all. I could only ask Thomas, who just glanced at the words and said confidently: "What, it's just a divine text." ”

"Shenwen?"

"Just take it literally. "The language used by the gods to communicate in antiquity was called the word of the gods, and the written word was called the word of the gods. This is the meaning translated from Chinese, and there is no deeper meaning, it is just the language and words used by the gods to communicate. ”

"Oh, then you can help me see where I sit. ”

Thomas shook his head sharply: "I don't know." ”

"Your sister, then you just had a 'just a divine text' tone? After all, you don't know each other!"

"You can't blame me for that, you've seen the words yourself. It's more jerky and hard to understand than the traditional characters of your country, no, it's more complicated than those hieroglyphs. ”

"You even know the hieroglyphs of our country!"

"A little bit of it, a little bit of it. Thomas's expression was very modest, "I have some understanding of the culture of various places, but I don't know much about it." ”

"But as the tutor of the Divine Descent Academy, you can't even understand the divine script, is it really good?" Bai Yiquan was speechless, "I think I'd better ask someone else." ”

"What's the use of you looking for others, they don't know, they just know their own nameplates. "In addition to professional researchers, [THIRD] requires ordinary students to be able to recognize the name of their ability. Although the history of the gods is very long, they did not create many words, but only to record their respective abilities. ”

Bai Yiquan was stunned: "Why?"

"In order to better erase each other. Thomas said something casually, but it made Bai Yiquan feel a chill down his spine, and he couldn't help but think of what he "saw" that night, the white lightning struck the [God], almost instantly wiping out the [God] from the body to the soul.

"The freshmen here have been in class for a few days, and they should have mastered the basic divine scripts, and no matter how bad they are, they should remember the names of their abilities. The reason why [THIRD] used the name of the godborn's ability as the code name in the academy is also for this reason. The academy has never said that there is a universal language, because the language talent of the gods is more than a hundred times that of mortals, and normal gods only need to learn for half a month to master a language. Of course, it also depends on the difficulty, Chinese is a higher difficulty, it takes about a month, and the difficulty of the divine text is higher, it takes more than ten years for the gods, and for mortals it cannot be mastered in a lifetime. ”

"But you just said that the gods didn't have many words left. ”

"Yes, but it's similar to the basic twenty-six letters in English, well, it's like horizontal and vertical skimming in Chinese, and the same is true for divine script. And most of them are so similar that they are difficult to read, and these are all from the text itself. Thomaston paused, then continued, "The fact that the text itself is jerky and difficult to remember is not too much of a problem for those of us who are in the world. But the divine text is not an ordinary text, it also carries the thoughts of the gods, when we are reading the gods, it is equivalent to reading the thoughts of the gods in disguise, which is actually a very dangerous thing. ”

"Dangerous?"

"yes. In the future, when you take the course "Fundamentals of Divine Literature", the professor will tell you. In short, you have to understand that the more you know about the gods, the closer you get to the thoughts of the gods. So at the end of the day, is your brain yours or is it the gods'?"

Bai Yiquan gasped.

Therefore, unless you are a strong-willed old scholar, or a descendant of a god with spiritual ability, it is generally not recommended to study the divine text in depth. Thomas patted Bai Yiquan on the shoulder, "So, as salted fish, we only need to remember the divine text of our own ability." Otherwise, you won't even be able to find your name in the academic system, which is a tragedy. ”

"That was later, I really don't know the divine text of [Bai Mang] now. Bai Yiquan scratched his head, "They have all sat down, just the two of us are still hanging behind, won't it be good." ”

"I have the status of a trainee instructor, so I said that I came to find the church. Moreover, now that your goal is to find your place, rather than recognizing the divine text of [White Mang], then things are much simpler. ”

"Ask your mentor for advice!"

"It's easy to say, but it's actually very simple. "Just look at the color of the nameplate, and the different colors correspond to the different grades." Medium corresponds to green, excellent corresponds to blue, and excellent corresponds to purple. As far as I know, this year, apart from you, that little girl is [excellent]. So there should be two purple nameplates in this hall, and the little girl must know that one is her own, you just need to find the location of the other one. ”

"There's such a simple thing, you didn't say it earlier!" Bai Yiquan complained, "It's okay to talk to me." ”

"Obviously you asked it yourself, and besides, call me Mentor!"

Bai Yiquan's head was slapped again. He glared at Thomas fiercely, thinking that if I couldn't beat you, I would have pressed you to the ground and rubbed you a long time ago. Thinking of the night when Thomas used the [Lan Pressure] to almost press the [God] to the ground and rub it, Bai Yiquan had no idea of fighting with him. I can only obediently go to find a seat.

I don't know if any academy in the world likes to place outstanding students in the front position, anyway, Bai Yiquan saw that face code sitting in the first row. Behind the face code, there were all blue nameplates and green nameplates, and when he walked to the front, he found that the purple nameplate of the face code was the most special. That's right, because he didn't see another piece.

Bai Yiquan was stunned, what's going on? Didn't Thomas tell him that there would definitely be two purple nameplates at the scene? Why only one? So where is his position? Originally, he wanted to find his place and sit down quickly, but now he couldn't find another purple nameplate, just stood at the front and was stunned, accepting the strange eyes of all the freshmen present.

He stepped aside in embarrassment and waved at Thomas.

Thomas didn't know if he understood or not, and waved at him.

"Wave your sister! No purple! No purple!"

Bai Yiquan wanted to shout out, but he didn't dare, so he could only make a lip shape, Thomas saw Bai Yiquan's mouth shape, and after hesitating for a moment, he also learned to respond with lip language. Bai Yiquan was stupid, why was Thomas's mouth so similar: "WCNM!WCNM!"

The two were less than ten meters apart, but they were "scratching their heads" because they desperately wanted to understand each other's meaning, and they wanted each other to understand their own meaning. The whole hall was silent, and the little girl with freckles with purple hair looked at Bai Yiquan beside her with a blank face, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

The senior brother in charge of the welcome party for new students walked in, and at a glance he saw Bai Yiquan twisting his ass with his back to him. He was stunned, as if he remembered something, walked behind Bai Yiquan and patted him on the shoulder. Bai Yiquan turned around, and the senior brother said a long list of words to him, but unfortunately he couldn't understand a word.

"You drop, will you work in Chinese Smecta?!" Bai Yiquan used his reserve foreign language, "Can you speak Chinese?"

The senior brother shook his head and stopped talking, just pointed to the other side of the table. Bai Yiquan looked in the direction he was pointing and found that there was indeed a seat with a nameplate that was empty, but the nameplate was not the same color as all the nameplates present, so Bai Yiquan didn't notice it for the first time.

It is black.

The pure black nameplate is printed with complex and ancient hot gold inscriptions, which looks like a golden thunderbolt tearing open the black curtain. This reminded Bai Yiquan of the invitation that [THIRD] gave him for an interview half a month ago, which was also like this, with a black background and hot gold text.

The senior brother said another sentence, although Bai Yiquan still didn't understand, but vaguely understood what he meant.

That seat is your own.

The one-of-a-kind black nameplate is your own.