That night, Kevin's six got together again, each holding a stack of paper to draw. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoNo matter whether the painter is good or bad, you have to do it, and if the painter is good, you can outline it, and if you can't paint it, even if you paint and shade, you will be busy until late at night. Everyone couldn't help but ridicule, thinking that coming here would be bloody, but it turned out to be painting late at night.

The next morning, everyone was still sitting under the tree with a bored face, but today they were more prepared. Hanging yesterday's paintings on a tree is an eye-catcher.

There was still no one in the daytime, and everyone was bored resting against the tree. Occasionally, one or two kobolds passing by carrying water turned their heads to see the situation here, and they just looked at it, and then they went to their homes without looking back.

At noon, the Dark Elf came over again and looked at the painting with interest.

Kevin stood up and explained to him when he was really bored: "Look, these paintings are connected together, and there is a plot." The first is a group of kobolds with candles on their heads, the second is kobolds without candles on their heads, and the third, two teams of kobolds meet, break the dog's head, break the dog's legs, and punch the dog's brain. ”

"In the fourth, both sides have chariots, in the fifth, the two chariots start to collide with each other, and in the sixth there is a bunch of Terrans sitting under a tree and a bunch of paintings hanging on the tree. Seventh, a lot of kobolds came down from the tree, listening to the lectures of the human race under the tree. Kevin gave a brief introduction along the way.

Dark Elf: "......"

"What do you think?" asked Kevin.

The Dark Elves were puzzled: "And then?"

"And then we haven't thought much of it yet," Kevin replied, "and there are two branches here, the eighth is where we draw a magic array on the ground, and the ninth is where the kobold without candles defeats the kobold with candles. The other branch does not have an eighth, and directly puts the ninth into the eighth. Do you give me an opinion?"

The dark elf was stunned, and looked down closer to see the contents of the painting.

Kevin smiled: "Don't be so serious, there's no code words hidden in it, this is for kobolds." ”

"I understand what you mean," the dark elves looked serious, "the language is not clear, they don't treat you as a thing, so you want to teach them the magic array?"

"I didn't say I was going to teach them," Kevin smiled, "just showing them the pictures." Take a step back, even if it's taught, so what?"

"You're not right?" asked the Dark Elf.

"So I'm also thinking about it, it's a last resort," Kevin also said honestly, "but when it comes to reasons, I can give a lot." So I'd like to ask you what you think, too. ”

The dark elf was silent for a long time, and only replied with two words: "Too tired." ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with others, and Sain began to complain for the first time: "Last night, we drew until twelve o'clock, and we drew these eight pictures. ”

The dark elf was noncommittal: "Mobilizing low-level civilians, from a certain point of view, it really has the style of your Lou Baole country." ”

"What do you think, it's okay now, anyway, why don't you join us?" Kevin formally invited.

"How sure are you that you'll succeed?" asked the Dark Elf, "and I've always felt that these pictures together are more like a trick of a liar. Kobolds are so easy to be fooled?"

"I've met bandits who are wiser than kobolds, but they've also been deceived by almost similar tricks," Kevin sighed as he recalled, "Sometimes it's almost ridiculous tricks in our eyes, but ignorant civilians can believe it." Of course, we are not mainly trying to deceive them, and we can even say that we are giving them wisdom, but we have to play some tricks in order to make them listen to us in the first place. ”

"For us, there are three main advantages. First, we are the strong compared to the kobold civilians, and it is inevitable that the weak are more likely to listen to the strong. Second, we are foreigners, and there are foreign pastors who preach, and what we say is always more convincing than the people here. Third, we do have real talents, history, geography, philosophy, military mathematics, magic, and so on, and whatever we take out, it is enough for them to learn for a few years. Kevin casually listed three points.

The little spoon on the side whispered: "I don't know much about history and geography." ”

"It's okay, I'll do. Kevin smiled confidently, turned his head and continued to the dark elves: "How about it?" come with us, we are also short of manpower, and if you want to fight the gnolls in the future, we can also help." If you don't help now, forget it later. ”

The dark elf was immediately a little embarrassed, and Sain stood up and hooked him directly on the shoulder: "Come on, come on, sit down." The airship is still sitting next to us and watching us play cards, and now you can't even help?"

"That's it. And they all spoke in unison, and one of them counted him down. The dark elves were helpless, and they were okay left and right anyway, so they could only nod and agree: "Okay, okay, I'll sit here." ”

"How can you just sit?" Xiao Jiu interjected, "Can you draw?"

"No!" the dark elf hurriedly refused.

"Then I can only be responsible for explaining. Kevin smiled, "After a while, the children came, and they will talk about it again according to what I just said, and if they don't understand it once, they will talk about it twice." Got it?"

The dark elf felt a little embarrassed: "I don't know how to say, can there be a less embarrassing job." ”

"Yes," Kevin replied, "go pull people." ”

Dark Elf: "......"

"Yes," echoed everyone, "you just see a kobold hanging around, and you pull him over." "Even if we talk about it after you pull it over, you don't have to speak. "Don't shirk it. "We all drew until twelve o'clock yesterday! We were so tired that we couldn't move now." "Thank you, Brother Dark Elves. "Hard work!" ......

Dark Elf: "I feel like I'm on a thief ship." ”

Although there was some displeasure, the dark elves did not refuse. Kevin wants to pull him into the gang, not just to add a manpower, the dark elves also represent a force, and the invisible effect is far greater than the surface, once they want to move, they must consider more.

So, the seven of them continued to sit boredly under the tree. Suddenly, a kobold child came from the right and hurried to the left alone. Halfway through the run, he suddenly stumbled on his foot and fell and ate.

Everyone's eyes were naturally attracted, and Kevin immediately patted the dark elf: "Come on, pull him over!"

The dark elves didn't say a word, and went like a gust of wind. As soon as the child got up from the ground, he felt that the back collar was lifted, and he had come to everyone in a trance, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a while.

Everyone came to their senses, stood up in unison, and faced him with the smile that they thought was the kindest: "Little friend, we are not bad people. ”

The little kobold moved his hands and feet, trying to struggle, and his mouth was grunting without knowing what he was saying. But he was picked up by the dark elves, and where did he struggle.

Kevin pointed to the painting on the tree and began to explain: "Look at this, this first ......"

As a result, the little kobold didn't listen to it at all, and danced and struggled harder. The little spoon immediately frowned: "Why is the child disobedient? If you are disobedient, you will be gagged, you know?"

"Too rough, isn't it?" Fett couldn't stand it, "Why don't you take it down?"

"Do you want to show him the dynamic picture?" Xiao Jiu began to feel in his pocket.

"He's a kid!" roared.

The little spoon still tried to say to the child as gently as possible: "Don't talk, listen carefully, I'll take out the towel, okay?"

Of course, the little kobold didn't understand, but just looked at everyone in fear.

So the little spoon took down the towel, and the child immediately began to speak again, and the little spoon was immediately plugged again, warning him not to speak. Take it down again, talk again, plug it up again, warn again...... After five times in a row, the child understands. Shut up obediently, just lowered his head, and his whole body trembled a little.

Kevin didn't care too much, raised his head, and then continued to talk about painting: "The first ......" was finished, and the child did not react at all, his eyes were dazed and nervous. Kevin spoke a second time, a third time, and the other party still had the same expression. Kevin asked, "Got it?" and nodded. He nodded to himself as he spoke.

So the little kobold also nodded, and everyone looked at each other, only as if he understood.

"Okay, then let's start the next lesson," Kevin took out some more drawings from behind him, and placed them in front of him, all of them were some animals, "First of all, you have to learn Lou Pauler Chinese, you know? Come on, follow me to read ......"

"Dogs, cats, pigs、......" Kevin read as he pointed to the picture. But the child just didn't say a word, so Kevin changed the picture to a different type.

"Plows, rakes, knives, 、......," Kevin said again, but the child still did not speak. Kevin changed the picture again.

"Country, island, continent, ,......" Kevin still reads, but it doesn't work, and then change the picture.

"Gentleman, lady, child,......" has no effect, Kevin changes again.

"One, two, three,......" Kevin simply teaches numbers.

Finally, the child shivered, peed his pants, and then cried.

Everyone: "......" The dark elf subconsciously slowly let go of his hand, and the child immediately turned around and ran, disappearing into the corner of the street in a moment. It seems that this kid came to the toilet as soon as he came out, but everyone didn't know what he was talking about, so they pulled him to a lesson, and finally he couldn't hold back and peed his pants.

"Are we too violent?" Kevin asked.

Everyone didn't answer, and they all felt a little guilty. The dark elves spread their hands: "I've already pulled the people, don't blame me." ”

Sain turned back and asked, "Who remembers what the kid just said? If we hear the same pronunciation in the future, we will know that he is going to pee too, and we can let him go." ”

Everyone looked around blankly, apparently no one remembered.

"The point is that we're in too much of a hurry," Fitt complained to everyone, "or we should also give him a piece of paper and ask him to draw what he says, and that would be an exchange." ”

Everyone agrees that many things are groping for progress in continuous failure. Of course, this time has undoubtedly left a bad impression on this child, but I believe that he should not pee his pants everywhere, and the impact will not be too bad.

The seven men continued to sit until evening, when the kobolds had finished digging the mine for the day and came out for a stroll. Several children have been attracted for the first time and rushed all the way over. This saved the effort of the dark elves to pull people, and Kevin immediately stood up, pointed to the painting and began to explain.

The children chatted with each other, usually pointing at each other, and no one listened to Kevin, apparently they didn't understand either. At the end, the little spoon took out a few pieces of paper and a few pens for them, signaling that they could draw on them to facilitate communication.

The pen is the most common charcoal, and the paper is also the most common yellow paper. But the children still looked curious, and the posture of holding the pen was the whole hand, as if holding a sword. Everyone knew what level they were at when they saw it, and they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.

Everyone was patient, showed them how to hold a pen, and then drew on the paper. But the children were impatient, and for a moment, one poked the paper, one drew a mess, one tore the paper in half, and then the three threw their pens and turned to play.

"Are you going to get them back?" asked the Dark Elf.

"Forget it," Kevin waved his hand, "there are a lot of people now, and the impact is not good." ”

Patience continued to wait, and after a while, an older kobold finally came, and the beard on his chin was pale. He also looked at the pictures on it with some curiosity, Kevin didn't care who came, he explained to him one by one, although he knew that the other party couldn't understand it.

After a moment, the old kobold pointed to the picture and said a few words. Little Spoon hurriedly handed over a pen and paper and motioned for him to draw it.

As a result, the old man picked up the pen, as if he were holding a sword, and looked at the paper blankly, not knowing where to start.

Kevin was helpless, and after thinking about it, he still gave him a dogcoin, and then which one drew a picture of a kobold waving to other kobolds, and motioned for him to call the others over.

When the old kobold saw Dogecoin, his eyes lit up, and he craned his neck to see if there was anything else.

Kevin put the picture on his face and kept repeating: "Call someone! Call someone and give you money!"

The old kobold stood blankly, and after a moment turned to leave, not knowing if he understood. Everyone sighed, shook their heads, and then sat down and waited.

After a few more moments, a few kobold soldiers passed by and stopped and were very interested when they saw the painting on the tree. Kevin stood up again and took the trouble to explain the paintings. This time, these kobold soldiers listened very carefully and watched carefully, and when Kevin finished speaking, he saw that they were still looking at the painting without blinking.

Kevin immediately turned around, took the painting down, and showed them closer. Several soldiers were flattered, bowed slightly, and took the painting with both hands, looking very grand.

Then they asked a bunch of questions, and they just didn't know what to say. The little spoon hurriedly took out the pen and paper and motioned for them to draw, and the three soldiers, who were also illiterate, twisted the paper with their swords in their hands, but when they were finished, no one could understand what they were drawing.

"Is this the legendary abstract art?" Kevin couldn't help but complain.

Several kobold soldiers grunted again, as if trying to explain the painting, and a few words seemed to be repeated many times, but everyone turned the painting upside down, still at a loss.

"Anyway, you call someone else first!" Kevin pulled out the calling picture.

A couple of kobold soldiers were still grunting.

Kevin nodded casually: "Yes, yes, you just call them." ”

So the kobold returned the painting to Kevin very carefully, and Kevin was made cautious, and he also took it with both hands. And because of the height difference, Kevin still has to bend over at 90 degrees. After finishing the painting, the kobold soldiers immediately knelt down in unison and kowtowed to Kevin. Then stand up and run.

Kevin: "......"

"They must have misunderstood something. "Everyone came together. The Dark Elves laughed, "But this misunderstanding isn't necessarily a bad thing. ”

Kevin was just silent as he hung up a few more paintings. I started thinking about it.

Suddenly, a large group of kobold soldiers emerged from the tank chariot and trotted all the way here, hundreds of people in a mighty way. Everyone's faces changed slightly, but seeing that none of them had weapons in their hands, they were also puzzled.

In just a moment, these kobold soldiers surrounded the tree where Kevin and them were, and the few kobolds who had just arrived were muttering something to the people below, and the hundreds of kobold soldiers were silent and listened carefully.

Kevin and the others stood a little embarrassed, completely confused. Regardless, Kevin whispered, "Keep your composure. ”

But as soon as the words fell, hundreds of soldiers knelt down in unison, and then bowed their heads, shouting: "Grunt......"

Kevin and the others' original pretense of composure turned into stiffness.

The occurrence of such a big thing quickly attracted attention, and many kobolds who had been hanging out gathered more and more, and they seemed to ask about what had happened, and the kneeling soldiers took the opportunity to explain it to them, so they also knelt down, and knelt more and more...... And Kevin and the others were still standing in place, not saying a word at this moment.

This incident quickly alarmed the translator, and he immediately came out of the building and trotted all the way, asking all the way, and was surprised all the way, and when he came to Kevin, his expression was already a little panicked. He asked, "And they all said, 'Are you......?' Prophet?"

Kevin was stunned, subconsciously looked up at the paintings again, and laughed dryly: "Actually...... You can see it. ”

With a pop, the interpreter knelt down: "Are you really a prophet?"

Kevin smiled and didn't help him up, just replied calmly, "I can be a prophet, and I can be your prophet, but a prophet doesn't say anything." Do you understand?"

Translator clasped his head: "Prophet instructs." ”

In this dialogue, both sides used imperial Chinese, and the little spoon and others on the side were still at a loss, but the situation was so inconvenient to ask more. Kevin didn't explain much, he drew a picture on the ground casually, and in a moment a six-star ray had been formed, and he took out the spar and swung it up.

When it was time to put the last piece down, Kevin looked up at the kneeling crowd and casually shouted, "Look! After saying that, he put down the last spar and resolutely put down the last stone, and a flame in the array rose out of thin air, soaring to a height of three or five meters, causing the entire kobold to exclaim.

The dark elves on the side turned pale in shock: "What are you doing? If you are exposed, you will definitely be killed by them." ”

"Sometimes it's easier to educate them in practice than to teach them directly. Kevin replied in a whisper, unable to even understand the translator in Lou Pauler's Chinese.

The translator also knelt on the ground stupidly, watching the flames in the array continue to burn, and this flame will not stop until the hedron element is exhausted, at least it can burn for more than ten minutes. The kobolds had seen this kind of scene there, and the mystery of the flame itself, coupled with their lack of knowledge, and the blind obedience of the group, there was not even a single suspicious person at this time.

Kevin nodded, sure enough, those pictures were taken as prophecy pictures, the first five were almost their battle situation, the sixth picture was a group of people under a tree, obviously they were them, and the seventh picture was too similar to the current situation, and there was a dog's head painted on it, so I didn't draw my body if I was lazy, I couldn't tell that they were kneeling at all, and I didn't talk about day and night. From the perspective of Kevin and others, it is really to say that prophecy, but unfortunately they just believe it. The eighth picture hasn't been taken out yet, otherwise it would have been a prophecy at first glance.

"Counsel us. The interpreter prayed, "We have been at war for many years, and there is no end in sight." Since the Prophet has foreseen the state of our battle through his pictures, please guide us and give us peace, right?"

"Well, first of all, you have to learn...... The language of the gods," Kevin pulled out a picture and pointed to everyone, "read it with me, dog......"