The translation progress is extremely slow.

Because of the lack of grammatical research on Guren's writing, Lin Sheng could only make up one word by one, which is similar to search engine translation.

Especially some local slang words, which made him even more trouble.

After entering the dream for the second time and copying the book of memories, Lin Sheng could enter the manor every night.

Every time he enters there, he will write down a sentence or two and then translate it into Celine. This is the language he uses now.

This kind of life lasted for four days.

Gradually, with the help of Lin Sheng's previous research experience, the translation work gradually became smoother.

Guren's writing is not a particularly niche language, and there are many related grammar books available for download on the Internet.

After repeated verification, Lin Sheng also issued a lot of information for translation work.

Soon, the first page of the book was gradually translated.

"What really restricts me is memory."

Lin Sheng sat silently in a corner of the sofa, recalling the content translated yesterday.

Today is Sunday, and relatives come to visit our family.

It was the second uncle and his son Lin Zhenyu.

Lin Zhenyu is nineteen years old this year, one year older than him, but he looks gentle and wears a pair of square-framed glasses. He sits next to his father without saying a word, but just looks down at the foreign language vocabulary in his hand.

Erbo Lintao was drinking tea while frowning with his father and discussing his grandfather’s handling.

According to his opinion, grandpa is old and this incident happened again this time, and those who should make a will have to be established. How to divide the property of the family and what opinions everyone has to say must be coordinated.

Another more realistic question is that grandpa’s cemetery needs to be bought quickly. Who should pay for the money? If it’s everyone’s stall, how should we divide it?

After all, some people have too bad conditions and can't afford much money.

Even though my grandfather is still alive, my second uncle is not worried about his body, but how to divide the family estate and who will bear the money he has to pay.

My father Lin Zunian looked a little ugly. He rarely spoke when he sat in his seat, but most of them just listened.

Lin Sheng has no good feelings for his second uncle's family.

My cousin Lin Zhenyu and his cousin Lin Xiaoxiao had a good time because their family background was much better than his, and the places where they were there were either bars or KTVs.

Occasionally I heard that a few of them went out to hike alone at their own expense, and regarded this as a tempering for themselves.

The circles and content they play are all higher than Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng usually only plays game halls and Internet cafes with the other few brothers and sisters, which is the most common place.

So although the two of them are of the same age, they have no common language when they sit together.

Lin Zhenyu's eyes floated over from time to time also had the meaning of pretending that he did not exist.

This guy is good at studying and is also a top student in the class. I heard that the last time I took the third week of high school, I got the tenth place in their school.

You should know that the school where Lin Zhenyu is located, Huaisha No. 1 Middle School, is one of the top key high schools in the area. It is not at the same level as the ordinary Hui'an Middle School where Lin Sheng studied.

Fortunately, the other party thought he did not exist, and Lin Sheng was so happy that he ignored him.

He is now thinking about the book where he is dreaming.

The content translated before is still flashing in front of his eyes.

‘.........After a long time ago, I, Ravel, the second-level swordsman in the Empire, wanted to leave a biography of the inheritance for myself.'

‘I have been on the battlefield of Shane and conquered seven elite soldiers of the enemy country on the battlefield. Although I have never mastered extraordinary things, I deserve the second-level assessment.

Now, I am old and return to my hometown. In this desperate time, I want to leave the last trace of my existence...'

‘........ In my eyes, I could see the explosions from the fire-swalking outpost, the shells were flying in the sky, the cold weapons intertwined with reflections, and the armor of my fellow comrades occasionally collided.

Someone fell down and some people got up. The tower shield in front kept thrusting into the sky, and the smoke links like stone pillars rushed into the sky. I was not afraid of death, but I didn't want to die worthless...'

There is nothing behind.

All the contents of Lin Sheng’s translation are all about this, combined with the dictionary he purchased and some grammatical materials he searched for online. He improved the connection of sentences, and the information he obtained is this.

"This is a book left by a soldier who has definitely been on the battlefield." He inferred so.

After these days of full spiritual research, Lin Sheng has been able to simply master some basic vocabulary of Guren's writing.

He almost threw himself into the translation day and night.

When I am free, I will recite and memorize the vocabulary and grammar of Guren's words crazily.

He swore that he had never been so crazy, so crazy about studying. The books in his dreams were like deadly poppies, with tempting fragrance and attraction.

He was eager to know what the second-level swordsman represents and whether the swordsmanship can really get the method of practicing swordsmanship from it.

"According to the graphics I saw before, it may be possible to learn how to practice swordsmanship." Lin Sheng thought in his heart.

"Lin Sheng?Lin Sheng??"

Suddenly a scream dragged him out of his own thoughts.

Lin Sheng came to his senses and saw Lin Zhenyu frowning at him, as if he had called him several times.

"What's the matter?" he replied quickly.

"What review materials do you want? I have more here, so you can use them to copy them." Lin Zhenyu said calmly.

Lin Sheng was stunned for a moment and looked at his father.

It is obvious that Lin Zhenyu would not take the initiative to say this, and the one who asked for it should be his father Lin Zhounian.

Seeing that the college entrance examination was about to be in the middle of the college entrance examination, Lin Zhounian was also worried. Seeing that his son's grades were not as good as possible, he probably wanted to learn from Lin Zhenyu.

But Lin Sheng was not interested at all.

He has memories of his past life, which is far more mature than ordinary students and his studies are average, but because he doesn't want to learn.

Lin Sheng was completely uninterested in the ordinary exam-oriented education here, nor did he agree with it. He simply thought that it was a waste of time.

He was able to maintain a medium level of neither up nor down, and he used a little snack for his parents' expectations.

In fact, he was not willing to spend too much energy and time on earning money with other children.

He had enough of this kind of life in his previous life.

"Review materials, no need, I have enough here, thank you Brother Zhenyu." Lin Sheng replied.

"Okay." Lin Zhenyu was still happy. "By the way, next week, your sister Xiao Xiao celebrates her birthday, we plan to go out together. Should we go together?"

"I won't go anymore, time is too tight now." Lin Sheng had no time to pay attention to this guy now. He focused on his dreams.

"Actually, you should have more contact with larger circles. You are in your senior year of high school and have your own plans. What will happen in the future, what direction you want to take, and what route you want to take. You should have a clear understanding of them."

Lin Zhenyu pretended to be faint with a hint of superiority.

"Don't just focus on the game console, read miscellaneous books, and come out in the future and be responsible for your future."
Chapter completed!