After communicating with each other for a while, Lilian did not stay long, and soon left.

It looks like she has a lot of things to do today, and as much as she would love to enjoy some of the rare relaxation here, as Buck says, now is not the time for her to relax.

Buck's Bookstore remains open, ready for the afternoon rush hour.

Nie Yuan, on the other hand, sat in the living room with Nancy, digesting some of the news brought by Lilian, and picked up a pen and paper, preparing to make his own translation of this transliterated text.

Nancy, an idler, saw that Nie Yuan didn't play with him and had nothing to do, so he hugged his radio and prepared to meet the story he was looking forward to today.

Nie Yuan adjusted his state and began to type the draft on the blank paper, making preparations for deciphering.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to decipher such a large piece of text without errors, even if the transliterations on it were all his original mother tongue, he would not be able to do it.

But fortunately, there is no more authoritative existence in this world, and if there is, it is great.

He also wished that someone would point out his mistakes and then stage a foreign encounter.

Therefore, in some translation places, it is essential to make some of your own processing and nonsense, as long as the context is integrated, so that there are no big obstacles and flaws in the whole reading.

No one will do better than themselves anyway, and the Mystic Sect should be content.

About two hours later.

Nie Yuan placed a translated and roughly revised text on the table, his eyes showing a strange color.

This text is too long, and it is not like "Lost Alchemy", the core only has basic words, there are not too many adjectives, auxiliaries and related words, and there is no need for Nie Yuan to make his own sentences.

Therefore, Nie Yuan almost exhausted what he had learned all his life, and even made it up by himself, so that he roughly translated the entire text into a state that he thought could be read smoothly.

What surprised him was that the content of this text really seemed to be like that.

There is the content of edifying people's hearts, as well as some mysterious and mysterious meanings, as well as the familiar atmosphere of the gods.

Does this mean that when the mysterious sect was looking for someone to decipher this text, it already knew the general nature of the contents?

Otherwise, why didn't they have people translate other texts, like "Lost Alchemy"?

Anyway, when the text was sent, there was no broken sentence, and it was impossible for ordinary people to know whether the text inside was a complete discourse, let alone go to great lengths to pursue an obscure rhetoric that they didn't know was true or false.

Because even Buck can't tell the authenticity of many ancient texts of the outer gods' whispers, there are too many of them, and he shouldn't just send a real text containing the attributes of the god stick to let himself interpret it.

Nie Yuan put down the pen, and then from beginning to end, he read it for a while, and even made up the rough repair results with his own belt-

"Where are you from? "I am a speck of depraved dust.

"Where are you going?" I went to a dusty, maggot-crawling, chaotic place.

"To whom do you confide your thoughts and experiences?" To the real me, and to the most holy.

Beauty, strength, wealth, honor, wisdom, satisfaction, children, belong to those who know how to live rightly, to this world.

Indulge in delicious food and drink it to your heart's content, all of which has long been allowed by the world.

Keep your clothes clean and dust-free, let your forehead shine, and enjoy the joy of life with your beloved girl.

The time that flies by on earth belongs to you, all those who are pursuing their faith.

Do your best to pursue happiness because you are heading to another world where there is no reason, no knowledge, no wisdom......

For the old man, allow him to enjoy a good old age and remember that dark days are coming and the only future is nothingness!

Material pleasure is never always there, because sin always follows.

Just like a person who has contracted the vice of poverty and luxury, the loss of any opportunity for luxury will be a disaster for him.

In order to maintain the feast to which he is accustomed, he will have to be embroiled in a sinister trade of desires, accompanied by lies, hypocrisy, and greed.

Yet as long as he rejects the temptation to enjoy the desire, he will avoid all these sins.

More meat means more moths.

Remember, impermanence leads to hell, and humility leads to heaven.

If a ship doesn't know which port to sail to, it won't blow in any direction. 】

"Tsk, you're quite philosophical, huh?"

Nie Yuan sighed, and he didn't know if he sighed that the original text had philosophical content, or that he even guessed that the processing was too exquisite, and there were basically no flaws.

"I don't know what kind of expression and mentality those magic sticks will have when they see it."

Muttering again, Nie Yuan picked up a blank piece of paper and began to make the final touches on the translation, trying to make his handwriting as correct as possible.

Grain

But unfortunately, I don't have the talent for it.

Even if you put down the pen very seriously, the result is still not pleasing to the eye, the crooked place, or the crooked, the uneven position, absolutely not upright.

There were even several ink balls, which meant that there was a mistake in writing, and he didn't want to copy it again, so fortunately he directly smeared it and continued to write.

But Nie Yuan didn't take it to heart, anyway, he did his best, you Lilian and the mysterious sect, love it or not.

After doing all this, Nie Yuan folded and put away the refined version of the results, and sorted out the mess on the table.

Before he could catch his breath, Buck's Bookstore welcomed another unexpected guest.

Dennis.

He came a little later than Nie Yuan had imagined.

However, he also brought the details of the remuneration that Nie Yuan wanted as promised, and it seemed that he had really worked hard to report to the above and applied for it.

Originally, Dennis was not angry, thinking that Nie Yuan had made many moves, and he thought that the United Church would not easily let the external editor sequence work for a day.

This is a tacit understanding between the two parties, more like the relationship between the employer and the outsourced employee, and there is no reason why the United Church would not benefit itself to break the balance of this relationship because of a little petty profit.

On the contrary, it is more like Nie Yuan is really too cautious, and he is a bit of a money obsessed and persecuted delusion.

But when Dennis was taken to the upstairs bathroom in the midst of Nie Yuan's complaint, he suddenly understood what this kid was thinking.

In the bathroom, there is a living "fish man"!

Or rather, the crew of the Petrel!

Just kept in the bathtub!

According to Dennis's understanding of Nie Yuan's urine, after a brief shock, he said leisurely: "So...... When I came yesterday, this ...... Mr. Crew, you're already here, aren't you? ”

In that case, if you hand people over directly, you will not get so much benefit from the United Church!

Because of what you've already done, the boss will see you and give you a little bonus at most!

Anyway, if you keep a fishman at home, it's just to block yourself, if the lion opens his mouth and says that this fishman is his long-lost beloved relatives and friends, if there is no good price, it is impossible to sell, then don't you treat the boss as a fool!

Even if you make a big deal this time, people will know that you have been knocked hard, and there will be a time to squeeze the surplus value out of you in the future!

And will not take the initiative to propose a series of good price codes to you after such a pull and story packaging!

"What are you talking about Dennis?"

Nie Yuan said blankly: "I only rescued Mr. Zaxido from the Haiyan last night, and I almost died in the deep sea, and I will never see you again!" If you don't believe me, ask him. ”

"Yes, yes......"

Zaxido was sweating profusely, and nodded again and again: "Last night was really thrilling, fortunately, Mr. Nie Yuan was auspicious." ”

Dennis said righteously, "You took me for a fool? Can I let you cheat the United Church like that? Then I, the person in charge, am not in vain? ”

"I'll give you a share of the benefits."

"Fifty percent, as the person in charge, I also need at least fifty percent! Otherwise, I feel uneasy, and I feel sorry for the organization! ”

It's also Dennis, if it were someone else, Nie Yuan wouldn't have been able to do these jobs.

It was precisely because he knew the other party's urine that Nie Yuan was sure that he would not stab the matter into the United Church.

Instead, he will privately digest his share of the overflowing value.

Dennis is actually not ambiguous on key matters, just like the Perth Town incident, although he has contradictions with himself, he can barely be objective, and report the situation of the day to his superiors.

There is no deception.

But in many marginal little things, this guy's mentality is Buddhist, and the temperament of the old oil is exposed.

Fighting for the interests of the external editors under his hands and maintaining the relationship between the two parties, even if the means are sometimes not on the table, it is also within his authority and responsibilities.

Therefore, he also didn't want to let the people in the Buck Bookstore under his control have a backlog of suspicions with the United Church, which is absolutely harmful and unprofitable, whether it is public or private.

He is happy to calculate with Nie Yuan, and even work for the whole job, in order to maintain this good relationship and tacit understanding.

"No, it's only one percent, do you want to love it?"

"Eating alone? Be careful I report you boy! ”

"You said what I wanted to say, be careful that I report you old boy!"