You should be referring to the concept of linguistics proposed by William Jones.
That is to say, it is believed that most languages in India and Europe are differentiated from "Proto-Indo-European", and these languages have kinship and similarities with each other.
It does indeed belong to the same ‘Indo-European language family’
At least a small part of the text is similar.
If this is the case.
There is a high probability that the Kingdom of Eternal Night, like other areas near the Lost Sea, was established by drifters from the current Indo-European continent."
"Maybe there are more than just drifters in this world."
Jiang Menghan said softly,
"Mr. Rhine, when you are making arrangements in Starfall Port.
Famir and I went to the local library and learned more about the aboriginal people and the remnants of the Quaternary civilization."
Hear them say that.
Crossan had more admiration:
"At first, I thought you belonged to those mysterious supernatural organizations like Rendell.
You know.
Since the beginning of the century, not to mention the two largest sects in the world, Evangelicalism and Islamism.
Even on the scientific side, many extraordinary secret organizations have emerged.
Now it seems.
You are somewhat like the scholars at All Souls College, Oxford, Westminster Clock Tower or the Great Library.
Looks a lot like me, haha.”
Maybe it’s because of the ‘Dawn System’ contract.
Croshan, who only cared about research, spoke more casually.
certainly.
for her questions.
Jiang Menghan just gave a beautiful smile.
Throughout the trip, she acted as quiet and elegant as a real aristocratic lady.
Apart from sitting not far from Su Wen and silently reading the original English books in the cabin, even Rendell had a hard time capturing more details from her movements.
If it's the only place where they can see it.
Perhaps she is probably more familiar with him than anyone who appears in the legend of the Night's Watch Rhine.
right.
Compared with one-sided understanding.
Perhaps using tacit understanding is more appropriate.
Fifty seconds later.
Rendell appeared quietly in front of them.
She stretched out, showing off her curvy and perfect figure, and said comfortably:
“Finally got some good exercise.
The monsters here are indeed rare fuel for Ashes.
It’s a pity that there are too few Ascendants suitable for Ashes Ipiz.”
Su Wen also lowered the position of the lantern slightly. He looked at the distance from the mutants that had turned into ashes floating in the dark sea breeze and said:
"Thanks for your hard work.
It seems that the Great Library will send you yourself here, probably possessing more knowledge than we are sure of."
Just like Jiang Menghan analyzed.
The language here originates from the modern Indo-European language family.
But as a product of civilizational changes, even a simple translation of the 'Grimm language change' will take some time.
Fortunately, Su Wen has the ability to 'read' in the [Time Travel] game.
He simply translated it:
(Escape supplies from Survivor Camp No. 3 are contaminated and must be sealed.)
But the box that was supposed to be sealed had long been damaged, leaving only empty garbage remnants inside.
Crossan checked and then said:
"It must have been eaten by something.
According to the timing comparison, it should be twenty-seven hours before Greenwich Solar Time.
We need to hurry up.
There should be survivors in this city who can get information."
now.
While several people were cleaning up the mutants and searching for survivors based on quarantine materials.
Late-night images of the entire disaster-stricken city also came into their eyes.
The giant beast of flesh and blood took heavy steps.
The twisted figure loomed in the dark night, as if it were an evil ghost from hell, devouring all living things.
Their bodies seemed to be infected by an unknown virus, their muscle fibers were thick and twisted, their skin was a sickly gray-green color, sticky saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty red.
In this city, horror and science fiction merge to create a suffocating atmosphere.
And at the entrance of a certain alley.
An infected mutant with specialization in agility smelled the smell of blood in the air and let out a deep roar in his throat.
It smashed its protruding bone claws against the deformed steel pipe on the side.
In just an instant, a sharp crack was torn open in the steel pipe.
It's as simple as cutting a piece of papyrus.
And it's in the basement not far from the steel pipes.
A little girl trembled and hid in her father's arms. Her eyes were filled with tears and she said in a trembling voice:
"Woo woo woo, I don't want to die yet."
"Don't be afraid.
Dad is here."
Her father hugged his daughter a little tighter, and beside him were three adults with desperate eyes:
"Advanced species, Mr. Angote died in the hands of that kind of monster.
We are dead."
A terrifying and dead atmosphere enveloped everything.
Since disaster struck.
Even the knights of the Steam Guard were slaughtered by those monsters, and there was no hope for the humans in Signor Province.
not to mention.
Those monsters are still getting stronger!
And just the next second.
The metal entrance to the steel basement where they were hiding was being torn apart with cracking sounds.
As the dilapidated eaves of the roof were exposed in front of them in the lightless night, the face of a monster with twisted flesh and blood, and its pupils were white and almost lifeless appeared in an instant.
At this moment, all the hiding survivors are surrounded by huge terror.
Even the little girl's cries stopped as she trembled and suffocated.
'tasty'
It looked at the crowd.
moment.
The sharp claws pierced the man who was protecting his daughter.
The father turned his back to the monster at the last moment and protected his daughter.
Three seconds passed.
But he did not feel any pain of death.
‘Is this what death feels like?’
he thought.
But right now.
A strange female voice came from his ear:
"A first-level intermediate monster is really weak."
Crossan dodged with a smooth step back, preventing the monster's blood from splattering on her researcher's white coat.
Immediately afterwards, she shook the luminous scalpel she had just used, and at the same time held on to the headset she used for 'Dawn System' communication.
"Rhine, Lendl, Snown.
I found a survivor.
Come to the coordinates I sent you."
Until now.
The father just heard the bang.
He turned around and comforted his daughter.
He stared with shocked eyes at the figure that was only one meter away from him. The agile and specialized monster was smoothly cut into two halves with a scalpel, and then fell heavily to the ground.
These nightmares that haunted him and killed his wife died so easily.
But Croshan didn't seem to care about these survivors.
She put away the scalpel smoothly and coldly.
Then he squatted on the ground and looked at the mutant at close range and said:
“Tsk tsk tsk.
If it weren't for the purpose of saving these survivors, I would really like to keep a living body for anatomy and research on the core location.
The genetic expression of this hardened epidermis is really very similar to that caused by the original glacier virus."
Ten seconds later.
Three figures without a trace of dust or blood on their bodies came to the basement of this simple shelter.
And the one standing at the front.
It was a tall and handsome man wearing a black windbreaker. He said gently:
"Crosanne, don't worry yet.
Let’s first understand what’s going on here.”
I heard Su Wen say this.
Croshan pointed at the man not far away from her who was holding his young daughter and saying something:
"Although you and Snown both believe that they still use Indo-European languages to communicate.
But I couldn't match this language to any Europa language I knew."
“Don’t worry about communication issues.”
Su Wen said calmly and rationally
"Receive the language sequence knowledge I just completed translating through the contract."
Use the language translation and deconstruction of [Time Travel], and then transfer the knowledge through the [Dawn] system.
Su Wen has just been going through this process.
And now.
Superficial communication is not difficult for the four of them.
Crossan touched the slightly hot contract mark.
moment.
She seemed to understand what those people were saying:
"How can someone actually kill those extremely terrifying monsters without the help of steam armor?"
“Are you the apostles of ‘God’?”
"I don't want to die yet.
help me.
I don’t want to die yet.”
"As long as you can save my daughter, you can take my life."