In addition to Dongyue's native language, Xu Zhi is proficient in the spoken languages ​​of Northern Xinjiang, Nan'ao, and Yingguo.

Relying on Somra's brain stem conversion, in just a short time, these three foreign languages ​​allowed him to directly reach the eighth level.

Living among these three countries, he felt at home like a fish in water, and he even deceived people several times with his voice without any foreign accent.

But when it came to the language of Xiliu Kingdom, Xu Zhi was exhausted.

During his senior year, he had nothing to do and took minor courses in the languages ​​of Xiliu, Magadha, Siam, and Asgar.

There were so many choices, it gave him a headache looking at the various languages.

If you feel a headache after studying one subject, if you have a headache after one subject, choose the next subject.

Learning a language from scratch with no foundation and no corresponding language environment is stressful even if his intelligence has been developed to a certain extent.

A total of eight foreign languages ​​were chosen, with zero points in five subjects and one point in three subjects.

The official standard language of Xiliu Kingdom belongs to that one-point subject.

According to standards, his Xiliu language level has reached Level 2.

As long as the other party slows down and matches the gestures and scenes, he can understand 70% of daily conversations.

But it was impossible to reply in detail. Now he could only choose some extremely simple vocabulary to answer.

"Hello" "Yes" "Okay" "Thank you" "Speak slower, slower" "How much?" "No" "This, that" "I want them all"...

Xu Zhi thought about the few words in the Xiliu language that he had in his mind. He never expected that they were so far away.

The place where you are is Moses Kidd, a small fishing port in the Nalan Province of the West River Kingdom.

Xu Zhi was not familiar with the fishing port of Moses Kidd, but he had a certain understanding of Nalan Province.

Not only did it come from the world map, but the place where Wang Xing once took the king of kings to study during vacation was a college in Nalan Province, which impressed Xu Zhi very much.

Faster merchant ships, such as large cargo ships like Wang Xing's, can reach Nalan Province in about ten days, while Chen Gou's Greyhound may take about twelve to fifteen days.

The Nanyang Islands are far away from Dongyue and not close to Xiliu Kingdom. It takes at least four to five days by boat.

As for the dozen or so private rescue fishing boats at Moses Kidd Fishing Port, they have to go rafting to cover a tenth of the distance.

Unless he happens to encounter a traveling freighter and secretly catch a boat, Xu Zhi will not be able to travel to Nanyang for a period of time.

"We have to find a way to return to Nanyang, or sneak back to Dongyue and then go to Nanyang."

Having entered Xiliu Country without going through the normal customs procedures, Xu Zhi's current identity is that of a gangster, no different from a stowaway.

The black card cannot be recognized, and Dongyue's banknotes are useless unless you find a black market for exchange.

Bolivar, an international student who had no relatives in Xiliu Country and was barely a friend, had not told Xu Zhi his home address, so where could he go?

Not only was the constant questioning of the fishermen around him like a machine gun a headache, but Xu Zhi was also quite worried about the rest of his life.

"Speak slower." Xu Zhi waved his hands and said, "Speak slower."

The language of the fishermen was not the pure official language of the Xiliu Kingdom, but also mixed with some local characteristics. It was very difficult for Xu Zhi to understand it. After muttering for a long time, he could not even understand the general meaning of what these people said.

"Who are you?"

"where is your home?"

"Where are your parents?"

"How did you survive this hurricane?"

The two older fishermen slowed down, and Xu Zhi finally understood what these people were saying.

This is the inquiry after a normal rescue.

"Poliplate."

Xu pointed directly at his head and repeated it again.

"Polipel, that's not Moses Kidd's name."

"Look at him, with his black hair and eyes, he doesn't look like one of our locals."

"The temperament is not like that of us fishermen. His skin is as white as snow and he is very strong. Maybe he is a rich man who came here for vacation. No wonder he can't understand our brogue."

"Look at that thing in his hand. Is it torn from a giant squid? Only that kind of sea monster has such long tentacles."

"It's not easy to escape from this kind of monster, I'm afraid..."

The fishermen were talking a lot, as if to take care of Xu Zhi's mood, these people did not fire any more machine cannons, and Xu Zhi could understand roughly.

"Young man, where are your parents?"

The leading old fisherman's face was covered with ravines, his skin was as rough as an old tree bark, and his extremely thick hands with bulging veins showed that his strength was not as old as his appearance.

Xu Zhi shook his head heavily.

"Dead?" asked the old fisherman.

"right."

Xu Zhi replied, using limited vocabulary to immediately reply to the old fisherman's concerns.

"Another homeless orphan."

The old fisherman sighed.

The uncle is absolutely right. Both of his parents died early. He is still homeless and is desperate for help.

"Let's take it back to Kip Town first. The Moses Kidd fishing port was completely destroyed. There are less than ten survivors. This place cannot be stayed."

Xu Zhi arrived at just the right time.

After blowing the whistle, these small fishing boats will also leave this small fishing port and head to nearby towns.

Extremely strong tsunamis mixed with hurricanes hit several areas in Xiliu Kingdom, and small places such as Moses Kidd Fishing Port were extremely damaged.

From the sighs of the old fishermen, Xu Zhi also learned that this was the strongest tsunami they had encountered in recent years, and that the hurricane force it brought could be ranked once in decades.

Post-disaster reconstruction takes a long time.

The survivors in the fishing port will be taken away from this place and go to resettlement houses in the town.

The old fisherman Morian said that there were less than ten survivors in Moses Kidd Fishing Port, and the number fluctuated. In fact, including him, he only managed to make up three.

A young man with a broken leg bone was lying on the bed groaning after being treated with a simple medical bandage.

The other one was older, about forty years old, with a silent expression on his face. Although he survived, the situation of his family and his family being destroyed now made him feel despair.

When the small fishing boat started, the middle-aged man burst into tears.

"this and that."

Xu Zhi pointed at several long bags and pointed at the tentacles he was carrying.

"I want them all."

The copper whale's tentacles did not have the ability to adjust when they surfaced. The originally extremely elastic and tough muscles had become loose after being exposed to the air due to changes in water pressure. After being soaked in sea water for a long time, they were no longer the same.

, which made these old fishermen lose their sight.

Without treatment, this kind of dead meat would quickly deteriorate and smell bad within an hour or two of entering the dream world, so Xu Zhi had no choice but to carry it in his hand.

Copper whale oil is mostly derived from the liver of this creature. The content in the muscles is extremely rare and difficult to extract.

The tentacles are no exception, there is no precious elixir inside.

But according to Qian Tong, the tentacles of the copper whale can be fried, and the oil produced has a very unique smell. It can be mixed with cooking oil and is excellent for cooking. It is not bad for personal use and can be used as gifts.

It's not surprising that Xu Zhi fished it back. The value of a gift that a master practitioner can get is not low.

"Use it whatever you want, you are all sad people."

The old fisherman Morian looked at the other two who were groaning and crying, and then at Xu Zhi who was stuffing meat into the bag.

"Is this tentacle used to honor your parents?"

"eat."

"eat?"

Even this sticky, greasy, soaked dead meat can be eaten.

This is eating the flesh of the enemy, devouring his blood, and the hatred reaches the sky.
Chapter completed!