Chapter 211: A Difficult Education

If you have an idea, you can't do it right away, after all, Kevin is not alone at this time, and he has teammates to discuss everything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoKevin called the crowd again that night and held a meeting in the room.

First of all, it was Jack who reported the reply of the resident ambassador, through the parrot and even direct correspondence. The ambassador applauded yesterday's action, but at the same time he did not advocate it, it was too dangerous. It's not as good as the country, and the domestic forces can't affect it at all, and it's a war-torn zone, and they can't be considered strong people.

If the plan is not successful, it is not a big deal, at most it is a failure. But if you lose your troops because of this, it's not worth it. The ambassador conveyed the meaning, hoping that Kevin and others would be cautious, and they must not be in a hurry to achieve success and so on.

In this regard, Sain has sneered repeatedly: "This ambassador is not afraid that we will rob him of his credit, right?"

"What do you guys think?" said Kevin.

"Listen to you. The little spoon was very direct, and Xiao Jiu on the side also nodded in agreement.

Sain spoke again: "I actually don't think there is any need to report to the resident ambassador, how much does he know about the situation of the rebels on our side? ā€

"It's unlikely that you won't report," Kevin shook his head, "and he's right, and it's just persuasion, not an order." After all, he has been here much longer than we have, at least in a more language than we do. What's more, if you don't report it, what will you do if you get the information?"

"Can you get the parrot or the crow to fly back to China to report?" Sain asked.

Jack's face turned pale: "It's too far, isn't it? The airship has to travel a week day and night, parrot...... Truth be told, there is no precedent for this. ā€

"Aren't all birds migrating thousands of kilometres?" Sain asked.

Kevin also shook his head: "Reporting directly to China can only be used as a last resort in case of emergency, going to the country for about a week, and going back and forth for two weeks." It is risky to cross barren land in the middle, and it is very common for a bird to be preyed upon by a higher-level demonic beast. And after the distance is too far, the contract is broken, and the contact between man and bird is completely lost. I don't approve of this proposal. ā€

Jack added, "And my parrot doesn't necessarily know the way yet." ā€

"Then we can keep the information up first, and report it together when we get back home," Sain came up with another idea, "It's not bad for a few months anyway." ā€

Kevin shifted his seat and approached Sain, "Are you sure he's trying to steal our credit? Do you know him?"

Sain turned his head away and said no more.

Kevin still added: "We are away from home, just such an ambassador is our own person, it is better not to conspire and suspect others first." By the way, one more thing, I decided...... Start a school. ā€

"What?" the crowd didn't hear for a moment.

"I mean, try to have some communication with the civilians at the bottom of them," Kevin explained, "and the city is just one interpreter, and we need to understand that we rely too much on that translator. I just had a friendly exchange with three kobold children, and the language barrier can be overcome. ā€

Xiao Jiu suddenly looked embarrassed: "You won't want me to draw a lot of things, right?"

Kevin laughed: "You guessed it, I want you to draw a lot of things." After all, only pictures are left. ā€

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"It's okay, everyone help," Kevin beckoned, "I'm going to go to the church, which is the most crowded." You can get some gadgets first to get their attention first. At the same time, gather all the children and directly teach them Lou Paulle Chinese, and the children learn the language the fastest. Maybe you will be able to have a general communication in two or three months, and if you can't write, it's no problem, just be able to speak, which is also a cultural export!"

"You're still a bard. Sain smiled.

"Don't underestimate the bard," Kevin replied, "if we can succeed in exporting culture, then our prestige in the hearts of kobold people will be greatly enhanced." Some things can be done directly through the following, and it is not impossible to bypass those dog officials. ā€

"In that case," Sain suggested, "the kobold leader here will be against it, and if you get too close to the men below them, they will be alert." ā€

Kevin smiled: "It's not that the translator will ignore it, and he will have to catch both ends." I'll be in charge of the interpreter, and I'll go to sleep every once in a while, while the crows and parrots will be in charge of the surrounding terrain and the battle situation. In this way, we can do some teaching things here during the day, which is only incidental. ā€

Everyone had a look of embarrassment.

Kevin saw their dilemma: "You haven't been a bard, have you? Just the right experience. ā€

Everyone had no choice but to take on this task, and everyone began to prepare a "lesson plan" that night, predicting how to teach, and possible problems. Early the next morning, Kevin first told the translator what he meant, and the translator also reported to the head of the regiment. At first, the head of the regiment did not understand their behavior, but when he learned that there was no need for an interpreter on the side, he said that he did not care.

With the permission of the head of the group, Kevin and his party of six finally came to the church with a large stack of picture albums, except for Kevin, who was calm and calm, the others were somewhat nervous. The church here is a place of healing, and along the walls lie neatly a row of wounded kobolds, about a dozen, which is a small number by the standards of a war-torn zone. They either have their heads and legs wrapped around their stomachs, all of them looking sluggish and their eyes blank.

There were only three staff members in the church, one was the priest who was originally here, and the other two were the light elves who came this time. There wasn't even a nun or anything like that, but the workload was huge, and when Kevin and the others came over, they saw them helping a kobold change his bandages.

"Good work. Kevin went up and talked to the two light elves.

The male light elf Waldler kept his hands and his head couldn't: "What are you doing here?"

"Let's come and give you some spiritual needs. Kevin smiled.

"What do you want to do?" Waldler frowned, "and they don't understand. ā€

"Do you think you can't communicate if you don't understand?" Kevin smiled and turned around and beckoned, "Here, look at the painting!"

The little spoon behind his back and Xiao Jiu took out a big book and slowly unfolded it. As the pages opened, the pieces of paper in the pages stood up. There are houses and trees, and although they are not gorgeous, they are novel enough. From the kobold's point of view, it seems that a three-dimensional house has been built on books.

In fact, this is just a visual effect created by cutting between pieces of paper and pulling wires, and this kind of book is also called a pop-up book. It's not a high-end thing, but I'm sure kobolds have never seen it, and they don't even have a few books.

"Fun, do you like it?" Kevin crouched down and laughed, "We made this last night, do you want to give it to you?"

The kobold wounded: "......"

The female light elf Strina was already impatient: "Don't you come and make trouble, okay?" she said in Elven language, which Waldler immediately relayed.

The little spoon was dissatisfied, and already stood in front: "How are we adding to the chaos? We are all for the patients." ā€

"That's it!" Xiao Jiu hurriedly agreed, and went up and pushed the light elf, "Little sister, don't be like this." ā€

The light elf and the priest immediately stood up, ignoring the patient, as if they were facing a great enemy: "What do you want?"

Xiao Jiu smiled: "Don't be so nervous~ Isn't it normal for girls to push and push between each other? ā€

Kevin smiled awkwardly on the side, according to his age, this light elf may be the same age as his mother. Xiao Jiu's little sister is very strange in the eyes of those who know the inside story. Fortunately, the female light elf could not understand Lou Pauler's Chinese, and Waldler would not translate everything to her.

The priest stepped forward, as a peacemaker: "Don't argue, this is a place for the sick to rest, and what you want to talk about is really not suitable." I hope you understand. ā€

Kevin was silent for a moment, but still nodded: "Okay, then let's go outside." ā€

After all, they have their turf here, and they already have a certain amount of support. It can be said that this is their power, and Kevin wants to just step in directly, obviously he will not succeed easily.

There was a tree at the door, and six people sat in the shade of it, and a funny sign was planted, but it was deserted, and no one patronized it. Speaking of which, there weren't many people during the day, and everyone went to mine.

"I feel like we're wasting our time. "Sain couldn't sit still.

Kevin didn't refute, but replied, "Now that there are fewer people, you can also go find something that you don't think is a waste of time." ā€

As he spoke, the dark elves wandered over with a bored expression: "What are you doing?"

Kevin quipped, "Look at how many people will stop and talk to us when they see it." ā€

The Dark Elf laughed, "What's the point?"

"It doesn't make sense," Kevin patted the ground beside him, "if you want, you can wait with us." ā€

"No, I'm going to have another suggestion," the dark elves began, "and I suggest we join forces and take out the gnolls." ā€

Sain's eyes lit up instantly: "Nice proposal, we can consider it." ā€

The Dark Elf couldn't help but glance at Sain: "I also proposed it yesterday, but it was rejected by your chief. ā€

Kevin waved his hand: "I'm not saying no, it's just that the timing is not right, not now." ā€

"Would you rather sit now than fight?" asked the Dark Elf, "what are you here for?

"You don't understand," Kevin replied, "we're going the bottom route, and we're having more contact with the kobolds at the bottom." After knowing enough, I will consider your suggestion again. ā€

The dark elves had nothing to say, shook their heads and walked away. Sain seemed to be about to say something, and Kevin replied directly: "I know what you want to say, to be honest, the camps of the surrounding gnolls, my crows basically master." If you really want to fight, it's not that you can't. However, the gnolls camp is there, and they won't run away, and they won't be in a hurry. ā€

Sain could only smile: "You are the chief, you have the final say." ā€

The six of them sat until late in the evening, when finally the kobold child came out to play. Kevin and the others finally straightened up and began to wave at them. Some children didn't dare to come, after all, Kevin and the others were aliens, but fortunately there were also bold children. Yesterday, the three children who grabbed funny coins were the first to come over, and they didn't know what to say.

Kevin smiled, "Funny!"

The three children also laughed: "Funny!"

So Kevin took out a marionette, which is the kind of small toy that holds a wooden shelf in his hand, and hangs the hands and feet of the puppet with silk threads underneath. These simple things were all made last night, they were very rough, and the puppet's arms and legs were only a wooden pole, but the kobold children had never seen them, so they couldn't help but be very curious.

"Remember, it's called marionette. Kevin didn't care if they could understand it or not, so he told them.

The three kobold children were at a loss.

Xiao Jiu on the side hurriedly took out a painting: "Look at this, go and call the other children." "There is a picture of a child, waving to a group of children, hoping they will understand.

The three children stared at each other blankly, then talked for a while, and then remained dazed.

Kevin pointed to the children in the distance and beckoned to them, then to the three children in the distance, and then to the children in the distance, and so on.

The child in the distance seemed to be a little moved, but as soon as he took two steps, a voice suddenly came from the house, so the child stopped moving, and honestly watched from a distance. It seems reasonable that their parents would not let them near strangers.

"What about your parents? don't you have parents?" Kevin asked the three in front of him. Xiao Jiu originally cooperated with the drawing, but when he got here, the pen stopped, and he looked up and asked, "How should my parents draw?"

"Uh," Kevin was also stumped, "why don't you draw two adults and a child in the middle?"

After Xiao Jiu finished brushing a few strokes, Kevin took it and pointed to the two adults on the picture and asked, "What about your parents?"

The three children were still at a loss, and Sain was surprised: "Why do you keep asking their parents?"

"If I didn't have my parents, I thought it would be better to take them to live with us," Kevin said, "and the whole process will be cultivated and progress faster." ā€

Suddenly, the three children shouted, and then they ran away. Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously turned their heads to look around, but saw that it was translated. Everyone immediately stood up to greet them, and Kevin spoke: "Thank you for your hard work." ā€

The translator just smiled: "You guys have worked hard, you said in the morning that you were going to run a school, how is the result?"

Kevin shook his head helplessly: "It's fruitless, it seems that this matter still needs to be troubled by translation, at least help us gather people, and then explain." ā€

The translator shook his head: "To be honest, I don't approve of running a school. But you have to get it, so figure it out yourself. ā€

Kevin: "......"

After the interpreter finished speaking, he nodded casually to everyone and turned to leave. Kevin translated the conversation he had just had with the translator, and everyone was a little puzzled. They are not happy to increase the intelligence of their people. But then again, if the other party is ruled by foolish people, then increasing the intelligence of the people is tantamount to shaking the foundation of their rule, and now it is not bad to just not help.

"Do you have any other opinions?" Kevin asked.

The little spoon finally spoke: "It's really not good, let's catch a child in the middle of the night." Forced him to study, and then sent back during the day. To be honest, that's how I practiced when I was a kid. ā€

Everyone looked sideways, but they couldn't help but think that this was also a good idea.

Kevin sighed: "After all, pop-up book marionettes and the like are toys, and if you can teach them something practical, I'm afraid no one will refuse." It's a pity that there are so many ores here, but they don't know how to use them. ā€

"Do you want to ......" everyone's faces changed slightly, "The knowledge of the magic array has signed a confidentiality agreement. ā€

Kevin nodded: "I have a sense of measure, I will consult with the resident ambassador." ā€

"But are we still neutral?" Fitt was a little worried.

"Of course it's neutrality," Kevin replied, "If that's not neutrality, then what's the Church of Light trying to save people around? Aren't they saving soldiers on both sides? They are all neutral, why are we not neutral. ā€