in the bathroom.

While taking a shower, Sulu brought up the attribute bar:

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Name: [Sulu Portley]

Occupation: [None]

Rank: [0]

Title: [None]

Strength: [1.5], Dexterity: [1.2], Constitution: [1.0], Spirit: [1.6]

Skills: [Corpse Queen's Creation LV1], [Maga Fighting Technique LV4]

Passive: [General Hebrew LV3], [Basic Physics LV4], [Demon Hunting Knowledge LV1], [Ancient Hebrew LV2]

XP：【70】

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Not to mention the relics of that corpse, just the change in the attribute bar is not in vain for him to soak in the sewer for the past few days, and the smell on his body makes people avoid.

Alas, it makes people cry when they say it.

I and Sean weren't very gregarious in college, but since they took over the sewer job, they have become more of a street tiger - the wind stinks for three miles, which one is not avoided?

Sulu himself is still a clean-loving person, and at this time he almost washed himself to the skin.

Rao was like this, and when he came to the library the next day, he still felt a little strange smell on his body.

Maybe it's a delusion! ’

Sulu went to the language area, took out a few tomes, and sat down at a certain table.

Immediately, he found that the originally slightly crowded surroundings had been emptied, and several girls were busy getting up and leaving.

'Okay...... At least it works well to occupy a seat! ’

Sulu laughed at himself, opened a tome, and began to compare.

His physical harvest in the sewers, the golden dragon is very ordinary, and the diamond-shaped iron plate is ready to be studied later, only a few fragments are the most worthy of serious attention.

However, the text above is very unfamiliar and needs to be translated.

St. George's University's library was so extensive that he even found a few books on the ancient Hebrew language, which were one-sided, but somewhat dabbling.

At this point, it's a matter of giving it a try with hope.

"Studies in Ancient Languages? No way! ”

"On the Twenty-Seven Varieties of Heber? Wrong! ”

"The Relationship between Island Characters and Mystical Symbols...... Hey? ”

After spending more than an hour rustling the pages, Sulu happily found a picture in a book.

The text on it is almost exactly the same as the text on parchment.

“…… According to the author's observations, the language above the mysterious rock carvings on Walker Island comes from the Ghulam language...... The language is scarce, and only some tribal rituals in the rainforest may survive. ”

"Gulam?"

Sulu re-identified the snake-like twisted text on the illustrated stone carvings and the absolute origin of the parchment.

But......

This author only took a few photographs, and there is no translation of the Ghulam at all.

Not only that, but even though Sulu searched the entire library, he couldn't find a single document on the study of the Ghulam language.

"It's a small language after all......"

Sulu got up and returned the books one by one to their original places, sighing a little.

He was indeed very curious about the identity of the mysterious deceased, and it was very likely that the other party was an extraordinary person, but he died quietly in the sewer, which was also a tragedy.

'Who the hell killed him?' And for what reason? ’

Sulu thought as he transcribed the Ghulam on a piece of paper, ready to ask a linguistics professor for advice.

Although there are no relevant documents in the large library, the professor may have some private collections.

"Huh? This is...... Gulam? ”

Just as Sulu was concentrating on writing, a startled voice came from beside him.

"Molly?"

Su Lu looked up and saw a timid face, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you studied ancient languages?" ”

"Yes...... Because I was very interested in ancient languages, I took a few courses in ancient languages, and one of the professors mentioned Gulam to us! ”

Mo Li raised her glasses: "It is said that this language is inherited from a mysterious civilization in ancient times, and it has all kinds of incredible powers. ”

This woman actually took the initiative to talk to me?

Sulu felt that something was wrong, after all, the other party was too late to run last time, could it be that he was abused out of Goldsholm's syndrome?

As if seeing his doubts, Molly immediately explained, "Officer Marilyn came to me later, and I know you are innocent...... Sorry, I thought you were ...... Thought you ......"

Her voice lowered again, as if she was too shy to speak.

"It's good that the misunderstanding is solved!"

Su Lu looked at the few characters he had written: "Then can you trouble you, can you help me translate?" ”

"I'll try ......"

Mo Li stepped forward and looked carefully at the words on it: "The professor just gave us a few examples of the Gulam language, which has long been unused because of its complexity...... Where did you get that? ”

"...... in an ancient book"

Sulu lied without blinking an eyelid.

Anyway, what he wrote down was only one or two characters from the parchment, and even if he met someone who was proficient in ancient languages, he would definitely not be able to guess the context.

"I only know one word - Spirit!"

Molly pointed to a twisted snake inscription: "In the ancient Ram civilization, this symbol represented souls, ghosts, and so on...... As for the other two, sorry, I don't know! ”

"Thank you, you've helped me a lot!"

Sulu smiled and nodded, and he was already surprised to recognize a word: "May I ask the name of the professor who is proficient in Gulam?" ”

"It's my mentor's good friend, Professor Aranis!" Molly replied happily.

"It's her!"

The image of a mature and intellectual woman immediately appeared in front of Sulu.

This Professor Aranis, a well-known beauty at St. George's University, is still single, and I don't know how many men are fascinated by her.

Sulu's heart suddenly shuddered.

'The Ghulam language used by the Death Transcendental, which Molly happened to know, was a bit too much of a coincidence...... Moreover, the professor also had a relationship with her! ’

At this thought, Sulu even regretted asking Molly these questions.

He hadn't forgotten that he was still under the threat of the shadow, and that he should have held on more before Rod Potterly arrived.

"Life is a *** time, don't wave and die." ’

"Would you like me to ask Professor Aranis, or borrow her a book on the study of the Ghulam?" Molly didn't know what Sulu was thinking, and asked empathetically.

"Nope! No need! ”

Sulu immediately shook his head: "I only flipped to a few characters occasionally, I was a little curious, and I had no interest in delving into it!" ”

He grimaced, trying to show his indifference to the matter.

As if sensing this atmosphere, Mo Li's smile suddenly froze on her face: "I...... I know. ”