Leo flipped through the pages very quickly, almost reading ten lines at a time, and finished reading an autobiographical manuscript in less than an hour.

After putting down the manuscript, Leo was silent for a moment, and said to the old man a little abruptly: "You are right, the writing is disgusting."

When the old man heard what he said, he was stunned and couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't until Vaschi reminded him that he stopped smiling.

After putting down the manuscript in his hand, Leo couldn't help but look at the old man with respect.

If what is said in the book is all true, the old man is indeed worthy of the respect of the vast majority of people in the world of Velen.

The old man's name is Rembrandt Mist, and he is a distant branch of the royal family of the French Empire. This bloodline is far away from the core bloodline and requires eight generations to be connected to the royal family. Therefore, in the old man's father's generation, their family was

It has been excluded from the royal bloodline and is only a name in the genealogy of distant relatives of the royal family.

The old man had a very rough life, but it was his hard energy and extraordinary will that made him achieve countless things.

Not to mention his academic achievements that are regarded as golden rules by major universities and the fact that he has taught countless students who are famous in the mainland, the few major things he has done in the past that have influenced the course of the world are enough to make him admired by the world.

One of the biggest things is education reform.

The spread of education to everyone in the Velen world is the result of his efforts. The establishment of national universities in almost all countries is related to him, the establishment of basic basic schools in almost all countries is also related to him, and the education funds of all countries are also led by him.

Established.

When mentioning this matter in that manuscript, I used a sentence to describe it. In these fifty years, it was Rembrandt Mist who pushed it forward rapidly behind the Ring of the World, and we have achieved our current prosperity.

Although this sentence is a bit flattering, if you think about it carefully, it is actually true.

After pondering for a moment, Leo couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Since you have so many students and your reputation is so great, why don't you use their power to deal with your enemy Duke Dewen?"

The old man said calmly: "The enmity between Devin and I is a personal enmity. I don't want the French Empire to be harmed because of my personal enmity. After all, I am still a Frenchman."

"Hmph!" Vasqi heard the old man's words and couldn't help snorting, obviously extremely dissatisfied with the old man's actions.

Leo didn't ask any more questions. Although the book only mentioned the old man's academic achievements in his life, and didn't mention anything about his affairs in the Strange News Association and the dark world, it was enough for Leo.

Now, he just needs to find out who the old man is.

"Have you put together the Gamore language teaching plan?" At this time, Leo directly asked the old man Rembrandt about the main purpose of coming here.

"It's been sorted out." When he mentioned studying education, the old man became very excited and asked impatiently: "Should we start now, or should you have a good night's rest? Tomorrow..."

"Let's start now! I can't wait." Leo could see the old man's true thoughts, so he followed his thoughts.

"Okay! Let's get started." The old man with a smile fiddled with the lever next to the desk, and then a blackboard hung down from the wall next to him. He asked Vasqi to go to the living room to get the teaching plan and materials he had compiled.

Come over here, hand it over to Leo, and start teaching.

Although the old man teaches very quickly, with the assistance of the accessory brain system, Leo's learning speed is not slow at all. For this reason, the old man also stopped and randomly gave a few tests to test Leo's learning.

The result was naturally not difficult for Leo.

Seeing that Leo learned so quickly, the old man felt incredible, so he accelerated the teaching process again, and taught Leo all the basic words of the Gamore language that would take ordinary people three years to learn overnight.

Even if Leo had the help of the assistant brain system, he would still be dizzy when learning, as if someone poured a load of sand into his head.

Fortunately, he still accomplished this impossible feat in the end. Within twelve hours, he learned all the 57,843 basic radicals of the Gamore language.

After forcibly inserting memories through the accessory brain system, Leo finally understood why he could not learn the Gamore language through self-study.

Gamore language is a character language. Each character, that is, the language root, represents different single things, such as the sun, grass, flowers, people, etc., so there are many basic radicals, and the writing is complicated.

Each root needs to be written in one stroke, otherwise the root will be wrong.

In addition, each basic root has three sounds used to express the three state changes of the root corresponding to the birth, growth and death of things. The same sentence is read with different sounds of the root, and the meaning is completely different.

This is just the basic radical. On top of the basic radical, there is the Turing radical. It is also a huge pattern composed of more than two basic radicals with no upper limit. This pattern is used to express the laws of all things in the world, such as the wind.

, rain, spring, summer, etc.

Just like the basic radicals, the Turing radical also needs to be drawn in one stroke. Rembrandt once demonstrated that he used more than a dozen basic radicals to draw a Turing radical that represents the phenomenon of heat rising. This Turing radical

The root he named steam.

Although there was nothing abnormal when the old man was painting, after finishing the painting, Leo felt that there seemed to be a trace of spiritual energy attached to the Turing root. However, he turned on his spiritual vision and saw nothing unusual.

So I can only think it is an illusion.

According to the description, on top of the Turing root, there is actually a more magical root. This root is not flat, but three-dimensional. The old man has not figured out how to write it specifically.

However, Leo could vaguely deduce from the old man's description that the three-dimensional radicals on top of the Turing radicals probably require psychic energy to write, and it is necessary to turn all the basic radicals into three-dimensional before writing can be successful. Because of this

It was just Leo's own guess and had not been confirmed, so he did not tell the old man about it.

For Leo, learning the more than 50,000 basic radicals of the Gamore language is just the beginning. He must also learn the combination rules and rhetorical grammar of the basic radicals so that he can write and read. Only after completing these basic parts

, is the official introduction to the Gamore language, and only when you start to combine and write the Turing roots with your own understanding of the laws of all things in the world, can you really start to learn the Gamore language.

"According to what you mean, doesn't it mean that everyone's Gamorei Turing root is different?" After learning this, Leo couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, that's a good question." The old man appreciated Leo's question and nodded in approval, because this question meant that Leo had thoroughly learned what he taught last night. Then, he answered:

"Indeed, everyone's Turing root is different. Just like the Turing root you use to write the meaning of steam will definitely be different from mine, because your understanding of steam is different from mine.

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"In that case, how could the ancient wizard use the Turing root to communicate?" Leo asked in confusion.

"Is it so difficult that the basic root words can't be used to communicate?" The old man was talking, and suddenly changed the language he spoke to Gamorei, and said: "Just like how we speak now, we can easily use the basic root words.

conversation.”

Leo also said in the Gamore language he had just learned, not very proficiently: "Since the basic radicals are enough, why do we need to create Turing radicals?"

Seeing that Leo could already talk in Gamorei, the old man smiled even more. He answered extremely patiently: "According to the meaning of the ancient wizard, the basic root is the conversation between people, and

The Turing root is a conversation between man and the spirit of all things, and the last three-dimensional root is a conversation between man and the laws that make up this world, which is also the domain of gods and a restricted area for humans."

After hearing this, Leo fell into deep thought. The old man did not interrupt his thinking. He placed some poems written in Gamorei that he carefully selected on the table in front of Leo, and then stretched out his hand.

Lazy, he drove his wheelchair and left the study with satisfaction.

For the old man, although this night of teaching made him feel tired that he had not felt for a long time, being able to complete a teaching initiative and teach a student with such a strong learning ability is the happiest thing for any educator.

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About ten minutes later, Leo recovered from his contemplation, and his accessory brain system also rearranged the basic word roots and instilled them into his brain. It would take some time to fully integrate them into a proficient language.

, but during this period of time, with the assistance of the accessory brain system, he was able to read and write in Gamore language with no problem.

Seeing that the old man was no longer in the study, Leo was about to ask, but Vasqi, who was waiting aside, took the lead and said coldly: "These collections of poems were given to you by the master, asking you to read the poems in them in the past few days.

Translated into English, Old French and Modern French." After saying that, he waved to Leo again and said: "Follow me."

Leo picked up the poetry manuscript on the table and followed Vashchi out of the study. Soon Vashchi took Leo to a workshop-like place outside the villa and walked in.

I saw a clothes hanger with a height similar to his own placed in the workroom. A brown leather windbreaker suit was propped on the hanger, and his weapons King, Queen and Panier Tomahawk were also hung on it.

There is also a backpack made of unknown black animal skin placed next to it.

Vashchi said coldly to Leo: "Master, your holster, belt and bullet belt are all very well made, but the clothes on your body are too shabby and not worthy of these leather goods, so last night the master specially ordered

Someone has made such a suit of clothes for you, try it on and see if there is anything that needs to be changed?"

"You said it would be custom-made, could that person be you?" Leo circled the clothes rack twice, turned to Vasqi and smiled.

However, Vashchi didn't smile at all, and just looked at Leo coldly.

Leo touched his cheek in embarrassment, and then began to take off his clothes. Seeing Vasqi standing next to him, he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you step aside?"

Vashchi said venomously: "You see a dog losing its hair, do you need to avoid it?"

Knowing that he was asking for trouble again, Leo didn't ask any questions and directly took off his clothes and put on the clothes prepared by the old man.

For Leo, it was not a problem for men and women to bathe together and use changing rooms for men and women on the battlefield, but at that time, as a biological weapon, he did not have much emotion between men and women, but now that he has gained the emotions of ordinary people,

Under the influence of this emotion, the previously unscrupulous behavior now becomes a bit embarrassing.

After putting on his clothes, gun holster, belt and other equipment, Leo felt something unusual about the leather jacket he was wearing, because he couldn't feel any coolness from the surface of the leather jacket, and this leather jacket didn't look like

Other leather jackets are so heavy, but they are very soft and do not hinder any movement.

After Leo tried to draw the gun quickly several times, he could quickly feel the benefits of this leather jacket. Vashqi on the side saw Leo's action of drawing the gun instantly, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he looked at Leo more often.

She recognized it, but she didn't know that Leo's current action of drawing the gun was just an experiment using ordinary methods. If she looked at it with all her strength, it would be impossible for her to see how the pistol in the holster got into Leo's hand.

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"What kind of leather is this made of?" Leo touched the soft leather jacket on his body and asked curiously.

"Fish skin." Vashchi responded simply, then she picked up the top hat beside her that must have been slightly turned up on both sides, and threw it to Leo.

"I have a hat." Leo took the hat, looked at it, and said.

Vashchi said calmly: "I know, the hat is very nice."

After hearing this, Leo understood that her subtext was that the hat was nice and she liked it, so she kept it.

Although the hat was made by Jean Valjean and contained a blade mechanism, he never used it after putting it on. Now that Vashchi has taken advantage of it, he doesn't feel any pity. What's more, he replaced it with a hat.

A suit of trousers, leather shoes and a windbreaker. It sounds like he made a profit.

Leo didn't say anything. He put on the hat in his hand and tilted it slightly. The way he wore the hat, coupled with the fact that the hat had a non-standard upturned brim, plus he had a bit of street style.

His appearance makes him look a bit unruly, rebellious, and totally a bad boy.

Seeing Leo like this, Vashqi's cheeks suddenly turned rosy, but soon returned to their original whiteness. As if nothing was wrong, she said coldly: "Put on your clothes and leave! Master needs to take good care of himself these days."

Take a rest and come back in a few days."

After saying that, he ignored Leo and walked out of the workshop, returning to the main house of the villa.

Leo didn't pay attention to Vashchi's cold attitude. He picked up the backpack made of another strong animal skin next to him and took out the contents of the bag one by one to compare. Although he believed in the old man's character, he absolutely

You won’t put your life on your trust in others. Only when your life is in your own hands can you feel at ease.
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