Chapter 6 Is language the biggest obstacle in communication?
Lin Ge felt that he could not let their conversation continue. He reasonably suspected that the girl who was talking to Metien was not in a normal state of mind. For the safety of his sister, he pushed the door open without hesitation and entered.
The door shaft creaked sourly, and the remaining light of dusk poured into the dim chapel along with the dust on the street.
The chapel was not completely dark. A white candle was lit on the altar where Ringer usually presided over the ceremony. The flame was swaying gently, releasing a warm glow, driving the shadows to remote corners such as the base of the wall, and also reflected the goddess.
The statue has a compassionate and loving face.
On the edge of the fire, the two girls sat on the oak bench and talked. The goddess watched them quietly, watching the slender shadow being stretched to the wall, swaying with the sway of the fire, and occasionally the wind blew from high
When the window blows in, the shadows sway more violently. The eerie atmosphere is like watching a silent puppet show in an empty theater, or in the Middle Ages, ignorant villagers gathered in a tavern to listen to bards.
Tell weird legends about witches or vampires.
Hearing the noise coming from behind, the two girls turned back in unison and cast their gaze on Linge. The girl with medium pink hair and emerald green eyes was Metien. There was a bit of surprise and fear in her eyes, and she subconsciously pinched
She tightened the rolling pin in her hand. As for why she held the kitchen rolling pin, it is a question worth pondering, but it is not the key now.
Lin Ge's eyes only stayed on his sister for a short time. After confirming that she had not suffered any harm, he slowly turned to another girl present. With the faint light of the fire, he saw that she had a long golden ponytail.
Ruby eyes, wearing a silver-gray hoodie and shorts of the same color, very cool, the exposed part of the thigh is enough to make any gentleman and lady shake their heads in sigh; sword-shaped pendant, fire pattern ring, silver bracelet tied to the ponytail, and of course,
What’s even more eye-catching is the rabbit ear decoration hanging around the neck, which is different from ordinary people in terms of dress and style.
Even the divination master who has the most eccentric temperament among the Moryas and likes to hang out with cloaks, hoods, and crystal balls is more like a normal person than her.
The figure he saw in the municipal square flashed through Ringer's mind for a moment, the girl who called herself Saint Shalia, and gradually the images of the two people overlapped because he found that they had a common characteristic:
They don't look like people who should appear in this era. It can be said that... they are living in another world?
"Hello." The girl didn't mind Ringer's look or scrutiny at all, and said a friendly hello: "My name is Alice, nice to meet you."
In response to her friendliness, Ringer did not show too much enthusiasm. He just nodded in response, then looked at Metien and asked calmly: "Is this your new friend, Metien? If I didn't remember,
If I'm wrong, there has never been a girl named Alice on Pine Stone Street."
In fact, there are some. In the Kingdom of Great Brita, Alice is a very common name, but Ringer is sure that those "Alices" are not the Alice in front of him.
"This..." Medien's eyes were evasive, not daring to look directly into his brother's eyes, and replied hesitantly: "She, she actually, uh, fell from the tree..."
"No, actually I have already said that I traveled from the earth while playing a game." Alice's voice intervened in the conversation between the brother and sister, and she also took out two weird things as evidence: "Here
, this is it, the limited edition Super Lever Player game console, referred to as the SLP game console, and the matching cassette."
The SLP game console she was talking about is a silver-white cube, full of metallic texture, but not big enough to be held up with the palm of your hand. The simple and clean shell has mysterious dark golden lines spreading on the surface, outlining the shapes of G and I.
The letters; the whole is smooth and has no gaps, but there is a slender slot on the upward side, which seems to be able to insert some kind of external device.
Another item called "cassette" is a delicate handicraft well protected by a brass shell. Only the metal-embedded interface is exposed. Its shape and size can be inserted into the slot of a game console. The cassette
There are eight pictures in total, and they are all stored in a silver-gray metal box. The shape is full of unique beauty, and the appearance, specifications and materials are almost identical, and small differences cannot be distinguished with the naked eye.
"It's a limited edition." Alice's tone seemed a little proud: "It's unique in the entire earth!"
Ringer didn't know what to be proud of. He frowned: "What kind of ball is the earth?"
He has only heard of cricket, field ball, polo and football, and has been invited to attend community competitions of these ball games. As for the earth, is it a new sport from other countries?
"The earth is not a ball, it is the world I live in." Alice blinked her big ruby-like eyes and explained patiently: "The so-called ball is not the ball you think, but the planet. As for you,
This should have the concept of a planet, right? I think the architectural style is similar to the British style of the 19th century, which should be the period of the first industrial revolution? I remember what the slogan was when the game was released, enjoy a Victorian steampunk fantasy journey
?"
"It is indeed the 19th century." Ringer interrupted her nonsense: "But the first industrial revolution in history began in the 12th century, which seems to be somewhat different from your conjecture."
"How is that possible!?"
Alice's first reaction was to question: "If your industrial revolution started seven centuries ago, you would have entered the electrical or even new energy era by now. How could you be so backward?"
"Because the Steam Holy War that lasted for nearly two hundred years completely stagnated the technological production of the Western Continent, and the social and economic development was directly set back for a hundred years. The subsequent impact is even more difficult to measure in numbers. Some historians still believe that until now,
All the achievements we have made on the road of science today are essentially repaying the tragic war five hundred years ago." Ringer paused briefly, then glanced at Alice: "Of course, it's normal that you don't know.
Because this is something that is only taught in college textbooks."
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"Two hundred years of steam holy war?" Alice muttered unfamiliar terms and fell into deep thought.
But Ringer didn't give her much time to think, and said calmly: "Based on your age, this history is obviously too obscure and complicated. Wait until you are admitted to college to study it in depth, Miss Alice. By then I will be very knowledgeable."
I am happy to discuss the allusions and secret history with you. But now, it is time to go home. Young girls should not wander outside, even if this is the church of the goddess."
When he issued an eviction order, Alice did not feel angry or otherwise, but just a little curious: "So, you didn't believe what I said from the beginning?"
Ringer's answer was decisive: "Not at all."
"Ugh!" Metien next to her covered her eyes with her hands and couldn't bear to look at her. She already knew that her brother was a serious person, but she didn't expect that he would be so incomprehensible to a beautiful and lively girl. It was really worrying.
His future.
"Is it because I didn't provide convincing evidence?" Alice gestured to the game console and cassette in her hand: "These two things are not enough?"
"It's not enough at all." It was still a very decisive answer, which made the light of the candle tremble: "Your words are too ridiculous, and no one with a little sense can believe it. It reminds me of some widely spread rumors.
It’s a scam, but your idea is much more novel than those charlatans who claim to be descendants of the emperor or the reincarnation of the Kaiser.”
Alice was very depressed: "Then I really appreciate your compliment, but I'm not a liar!"
"I also believe that you are not a liar, because you have not tried to ask for anything from me or Metien, so I think it is a prank played by a little girl on a whim, and I have no intention of calling the police."
"Then I really thank you for the second time." Alice rolled her eyes: "Also, I am eighteen years old, an adult who can legally drink alcohol, not a little girl."
"Drinking is bad for your health." Meridian, who was sandwiched between the two, advised weakly. After receiving Alice's reply of "I was just joking," he looked at his brother with emerald green eyes.
With a slight determination: "Linge, I, I believe Alice is not lying."
She was questioning her brother, for a stranger. Alice pretended to wipe away her tears and expressed that she was moved. Ringer ignored her and was not angry, but asked her sister seriously: "What's the reason? Do you believe it?"
What's her reason?"
Metien's cheeks turned red with joy, as if she had thought of something interesting: "Because, because she told me many incredible things: buildings built of steel, huge iron towers flying from one end of the sky to the other.
Birds, headphones that you can listen to music by just putting them on, TVs that accommodate all kinds of weird things, and... games that allow you to experience another life in another imaginary world. Don’t you think these things are weird?
Is it magical, Ringo? If, if it didn’t come from an alien world, where else could it be found?"
Ringer was silent for a moment. He wanted to tell his sister that people with a rich enough imagination can create things that do not exist in the world, just like the weird novels that have been popular in recent years. Could it be that vampires, werewolves, and even witches and wizards are all
Does it really exist? It’s just a novelist’s imagination.
However, looking at the longing and yearning revealed in Metien's eyes, he could not say these words anyway. He pursed his lips slightly and changed the topic: "Language."
Eh?
The two girls were stunned, not understanding what it meant.
Only Ringer, his eyes still calm, fell on Alice's face: "If you say that you are from a completely different world from ours, then how come you can understand the language of our world and even communicate with us fluently?"<