This is the first time for a painter to encounter such a thing.
He was a little at a loss for a moment, so he had to agree to the other party's request first, and then planned to ask his friends underground.
No one suddenly came to his studio to ask if they could meet the model before...His human friends also gradually alienated him as he became obsessed with strange things.
He didn't blame them, because the fragility of human beings prevented them from facing the real world. It was also impossible for him to really take those humans to see the ghouls, because it would be too dangerous.
However, the person in front of me doesn't seem to be an ordinary human being... I'm not even sure if it is. I can't tell which side is more dangerous.
Thinking of this, for some reason the painter breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Wilson more relaxedly.
Maybe he doesn't even know how much he longs for a friend with whom he can share secrets.
The painter asked Wilson to wait in the studio for a while while he went to the tunnel to ask.
I watched the strange painter enter the well next to the basement and disappear into the dark and damp tunnel.
Out of politeness, Wilson did not let Drom scan and track where and how the other party went after exiting the tunnel.
However, the gurgling and gurgling sounds from the underground still came out.
Wilson asked the system in his mind:
[Zhuom, those ghouls seem to have their own language, can you help translate it? 】
[This language has not been entered and is being parsed...]
【Great, worthy of being Zhuom.】
Wilson's eyes lit up: [How long does the analysis take?]
[Parsing a brand new language requires certain speech material samples. It is recommended that the host and the ghoul communicate with each other frequently. Complete parsing is expected to take three hours. If more samples are provided, the process can be accelerated. 】
Three hours, so short?
Wilson once again lamented that it was indeed a system created by Hikari, the chief scientist of the Kingdom of Light. It only took three hours from being exposed to a completely unfamiliar language to translating it.
And this is based on the fact that they only have no formal contact outside.
[It is recommended that the host and the target object establish a spiritual link, and text translation can only be carried out within the scope of the host's understanding.]
Drum kindly reminded Wilson.
After all, each language has a unique consciousness and culture that belongs to the other, especially if it is a different species. Even if he can analyze what it means, the host's language does not have the appropriate vocabulary to express it.
For example, cola and coffee are foreign transliterations, because there were no similar things in the local language and culture at that time, and they could not be expressed accurately, so they could only be transliterated.
There are also similar things in the ghoul language that are not found in human culture. If translated, they would probably be "Gulu", "Gulu", "Migu"...
There is no way around this, after all, language is also developing. At the beginning, the oracle bone inscriptions probably only had a few hundred hieroglyphs, and it took thousands of years of evolution to become today's Chinese language.
But this kind of language is still too small compared to the vast universe, and there are still many new and incomprehensible things. As the understanding of the world continues to expand, language and writing are also developing rapidly.
The more powerful the interstellar civilization, the more complex its language will be. This is an inevitable requirement.
Many cosmic people like to use Universal Cosmic Language. This is also because Cosmic Language has a very long history and almost most consciousnesses can carry descriptions.
Even though Chinese has evolved for thousands of years, it is still too young in the long universe.
Therefore, it is basically impossible to say that the entire universe speaks Chinese or Japanese.
Even the information content of the ghoul language currently being parsed is much more complex than most Earth languages.
The language used by the Kingdom of Light is of course not Earth Language, but a unique ideographic language - Ultra Signature. They can carry the meaning they want to express in that small signature and send it remotely
Go to other people, and others can understand the meaning exactly.
In daily communication, they prefer direct spiritual communication, so that they can skip those text traps or misunderstandings and fallacies, so that everyone can clearly understand each other's meaning.
Many higher life forms also like to express themselves in this way.
But at present, his host has not learned this skill and can only rely on text with low information content to communicate.
Zhuomu is not in a hurry. This skill is easy to learn. It hasn't been long since the host turned into light, not even a month.
This is not even a baby among Ultraman, at most it can only be regarded as an embryo of light.
It is normal to not know many skills. Forcing an embryo to learn is a very unethical behavior.
So most of the time Drom chooses to watch and let the host explore Ultraman's skills on his own.
Wilson had no idea what his system was thinking, nor did he know that the system regarded him as an embryonic baby.
He's just a little weird:
[Spiritual link? How do I establish a spiritual link with a ghoul? 】
[Hosts are asked to explore on their own.]
Zhuomu said seriously that as an upright system, he would not try to encourage others. And this cannot be described accurately, just like people are born with the ability to blink, it is instinctive.
Wilson curled his lips helplessly and did not discuss this issue with Drom in depth.
He listened patiently to the sounds coming from the underground tunnel.
There were some sneaky running sounds on the other side of the well, and he guessed it might be ghouls running around underground.
Some humming sounds in twos and threes came from far and near, as if two or three ghouls were passing by chatting.
Wilson became more and more curious about this.
In his original impression, ghouls were creatures from myths and legends, a strange fictional species, but he never expected that they actually existed in this world.
He is not particularly disgusted with the ghoul's diet, after all, it is considered mild among the legendary monsters. Some may attack humans, but it seems that most of them go to graveyards to dig up corpses to eat.
To a certain extent, they were still good scavengers. After all, cremation was not practiced in this era, and rotting corpses could easily cause plague.
Soon, under Wilson's thoughts, the light of the flashlight was faintly revealed from the cover of the well.
It was the painter who went in not long ago. There were groping sounds behind him, and something was trying to follow him out.
The painter seemed to be talking to the man behind him in the language of ghouls, but his voice was so low that Wilson couldn't understand it.