Moving out of the thick dictionary, regardless of any grammar, simply using the words that are connected together, Zhao Mai was finally able to communicate with Ranger Carl. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're from another world, right? Why don't you even dare to come out with a lingua franca. Carl kept talking, and Zhao Mai listened hard, even if he didn't understand well, he had to familiarize himself with the pronunciation and tone of the language. Although the pronunciation is marked in the dictionary and the way pinyin is used very intimately, each language will have its own uniqueness, which can only be discovered by listening more and speaking more.

Although he couldn't understand it at all, it didn't prevent Zhao Mai from parroting. He could only grasp one or two key pronunciations at first, and soon he could follow the first half of the sentence intermittently, and after a while he was seventy percent similar. Such a speed of learning has never been seen in the past, it may be because of crossing, or it may be because he feels the pressure of survival, and more likely because he has finally encountered something that interests him.

In English, for example, memorizing words is always boring, but playing games is different. The words he learns through various RPG games make up more than half of his vocabulary. If he sees the time travel as a game, he can relax his mind and concentrate, which leads to an amazing burst of enthusiasm for learning.

Humans are a learning race, and in the fantasy world they are "versatile". In game terms, humans can have one more specialty and one more skill than other races from the beginning. This is a general way of manifesting it, and it will be different for each individual. Just like "Chinese are good at mathematics" does not mean that everyone can score high in mathematics.

This is not a soul penetrating into the game world, as long as you open the skill interface, and then put points in the "Linguistics" skill, you can learn a language instantly. There is no main god here, and there will be no system to give people "Daigo empowerment". Zhao Mai knows that success may require the right opportunity, but there are absolutely no shortcuts. Therefore, after meeting Carl, he is like a sponge absorbing water and constantly learning, so as to adapt to the world as soon as possible.

Carl is a forest ranger who has lived in the forest for most of his life, occasionally visiting the village where he was born. His job is to protect the "Healthy Forest" behind him, from the ferocious monsters that roam the wilderness farther away, and prevent them from attacking the peaceful villages nearby.

At the southernmost end of the forest is a predominantly agrarian town called Nebo, with humans making up the majority and dwarfs to a lesser extent. Carl's mother is from Nebo, and his father is a half-elf and a last-generation jungle ranger. The town of Nebo is very open and prefers to be tolerant of others, so there are no taboos about interracial marriage. If it weren't for that, Carl's parents wouldn't have had a chance to be united. This attitude also affected Carl. When he saw the iron bumps falling from the sky and smashing the Chimera to death, and then out of it a strange human race with black hair and black eyes, his tolerant attitude did not allow him to aim at the forehead as soon as he came up.

However, he still maintained his vigilance, pricked up his ears to listen to Zhao Mai's movements, and his hand never left the weapon more than a foot away. However, judging from the current observations, the "guest from heaven" is very honest, has been focusing on learning to speak, and has not shown any malice.

He pondered for a moment and decided to test it. beckoned Zhao Mai over and threw him a dagger. Zhao Mai was startled, hurriedly dodged the dagger, and then picked it up from the ground. If you rush to grab knives flying in the air, most of them will end up injured or even disabled. If you don't know martial arts, you must never be reckless, Zhao Mai is more careful than anyone else.

It's not a life lesson, it's a habit that comes from the game. Many games have a "survival" mode, and although there is still a huge difference from real survival, the core essence of "if you are not careful, you will die" has not changed.

When I was in college, a classmate once joked that if I traveled to the Tang and Song dynasties, I would be able to do what I could do with my own skills. Zhao Mai also laughed at him, "Don't think about it, from the era of tetanus but no penicillin, the era of rabies but no vaccine, let's think about how to live through childhood first." ”

It was his turn to cross by himself, so he was naturally careful and careful. This has nothing to do with whether there is a sense of adventure or not, it is a necessary prudence. Knowing what you can do and doing the best you can is the most important criterion for survival. On this basis, we learn, and through learning to know what we should do and how to do it most reasonably.

Karl motioned for him to cut the Chimera, preferably the whole skin. Zhao Mai tried, and the knife in his hand was able to cut through the subcutaneous fat of the Chimera, but there was nothing he could do about the bast covered with scales. After a while, he gave up trying to accomplish this with a dagger, and continued to dig back into the claws of the Chimera.

Karl didn't come up to help, and dragged the wild boar to the lake and cleaned it up with water. Zhao Mai's instantaneous reaction just now couldn't be fake, he definitely didn't have any martial arts, and the threat was really negligible. So Carl took out the flint and iron sheets with confidence, ignited the hay prepared in advance, and then added branches to it, and slowly raised a fire. The skinned pork is threaded on a thick wooden stick and roasted over a fire. He was sure that Zhao Mai didn't have the ability to snatch the roast pork.

In less than a moment, the scent of wild boar meat wafted into Zhao Mai's nostrils, and then caused a roar in the belly. Except for eating a few biscuits in the middle of the night, Zhao Mai set off by car and then crossed, and he didn't eat anything in between, which was the time when he was hungry. He looked at Carl, the old thing didn't mean to invite him to eat and drink for the time being, but was just concentrating on roasting fresh pork.

He was even hungrier and decided to go eat a chocolate bar. Maybe it's valuable in the Atlas, but it's more important to save your energy to do your work. So Zhao Mai threw down his work, got into the car and rummaged through his luggage, and his eyes naturally glanced at the electronic clock in the car.

The current time is 8:13 a.m., which is very different from the sun-covered environment outside the car. Jet lag is normal, but there is clearly a problem with the second reading of the electronic clock in the car.

Zhao Mai believes in his biological clock, and he knows very well how long a second is. Thirty seconds passed in his heart, but the car only walked for a second, and there was a difference of thirty times. The car is accurate when it is in its hometown, and its internal parts are not affected by the outside world, so that the time flow speed on both sides is different?

Wouldn't it be just a day to spend a month here (assuming it's thirty days here?Zhao Mai had planned to go back with some rare things—the Chimera Lapi was a good choice—but knowing that when time became abundant, wouldn't he be able to do more?

With time, coupled with his own whimsical ideas, and not lacking in diligence and tenacity to endure hardships, how could he not be a man who stood up to the sky? If he did not succeed in this way, he should be so ashamed that he inhaled exhaust and choked himself to death.

Otherworldly, Lao Tzu has come to rob you!