Zhang Luo spent a whole day translating the ancient book text. The progress was very slow, but some results have been achieved. Among the five parts of the catalog, the first page of the note with the smallest number of words is translated as: "The true name of those who are favored by heaven and earth is not
Destruction is eternity."
There is a strong smell of chuuniu that makes people speechless. Can't this shabby book talk properly?
"What is your real name?" This foggy feeling is really troublesome.
Zhang Luo felt the wound on his forehead was a little itchy and scratched it with his fingers: "Hiss——!"
What a tragedy, the wound burst! Even if he is the soul of a college student, he still grimaces in pain when he should.
Probably the pain reminded him more of the plots of the novels he had read. Isn't blood and other things the conditions stimulated by the protagonist's artifact? He untied the gauze and dipped some of the light red body fluid mixed with medicine from his own wounds, and dabbed it on the paper.
No reaction.
Zhang Luo frowned: "Did I think wrong?"
On a whim, he continued to use the liquid to write his name.
The characters in the ancient book finally changed before his eyes! This time he bet correctly!
"Damn it! I finally unlocked the text translation system." Zhang Luo slowly wrapped gauze on his head and smiled happily.
But the smile gradually solidified again, and the text above read:
People with real names in this world:
Qiao Xi
e n Johnson
Людмила Антон Фёдров
Park Eun-joon
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Akizuki Kozo
Julie JULITTE
…
Wait, there seems to be a strange name among them. Forget it, these are just trivial matters.
It can be seen from these names that almost every larger country or region has a person with a real name. There are dozens of characters and hundreds of names. It gives him a headache to read, especially some characters, which are like a heavenly book.
The country doesn't even know.
Zhang Luo covered his face: "You bastard, you have to mess with me in words no matter what, right? Are you bullying me for being uneducated?"
"However," his eyes seemed to glow with a cold light, "this information is already enough. From the real names, it can be seen that there are quite a few people like me who own ancient books or similar objects."
"The ordering of the real names above is not random. It is based on the order and repetition of similar real name characters above. And the real names around the world
The order of names should represent distance. At the same time, I can also make a bold guess based on this," he said with a look in his eyes, "the top few should be in the Sun Islands!"
There are more than a hundred true-named people in the world, which seems to be a lot in this ancient book, filling several pages. But in fact, with a global population of close to 10 billion, it is equivalent to tens of millions of people to have one, and the entire Biuan does not exceed 30
There are more than thirty ethnic groups in Biuan, which shows that people with real names are rare.
What makes Zhang Luo confused is, what exactly is the True Name? According to the book, "the one favored by heaven and earth", isn't this the protagonist? Why are there so many protagonists all at once in the world? He has a premonition that this world may encounter
The crisis is not simple. It is definitely not a plot that appears in low-intellectual third-rate science fiction films such as meteorite impact and Zerg attack.
Zhang Luo started to flip through the book. This time, the phoenix text was transformed into dragon text, making it much easier to read.
Around evening, Zhang Luo briefly studied the book, his expression unprecedented...confused.
The ancient book is divided into five parts, as I mentioned before. In addition to a bunch of names, there are also four parts: directory, appendix, spiritual contract, and strange things.
The list is the previous death record of ghosts, which introduces the abilities of ghosts.
For example, the ability of the toilet ghost is "breathing", which means that it can perfectly integrate your husky into the wolf pack. Who knows why it has this ability. Shouldn't the ability of this toilet ghost be peeping? Apart from a little explanation, the entire
The phoenix text on the picture is still phoenix text, and Zhang Luo can still only stare at those words.
Then the appendix: "Establish a destiny for heaven and earth, ban his body, and cut off his true name." A mysterious explanation, so what exactly is this true name?
Then there is the spiritual contract: the contract between life and death is broad, and it is said to the child, and it is followed by loyalty with all the strength... Do you think I have not read the Book of Songs? Isn't this the hand holding the child's hand, and growing old together with the child?
This tattered book is so shameless, and I don’t know where the ancient prose was spliced from. If it weren’t for his experiences these days, Zhang Luo would really regard it as rubbish on the street stall. And even after writing this ancient prose, he still doesn’t know it.
What is it used for?
Finally, there is the strange thing. This one is simple, with only four words: to complete all dharma.
WTF???Can’t you just say something humane?
However, there are some templates for the talisman and seal art below, all of which are marked as one-time use. The key is that there are only four of them, each representing the five elements. The talisman and seal script is composed of Feng Wen...
There is another sentence at the end: Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work; Yin and Yang are ashes, and all things are copper. The great calamity is approaching, and heaven has given great responsibilities to these people.
Zhang Luo no longer knows how to complain, this
It feels like the broken book is just for cheating: "Are you trying to tell me that the world is going to end?"
He glanced at the rows of names on the name note. There were so many saviors, and it seemed that he was not missing one. He tapped his knuckles on the table, and he fell into some kind of thinking about life.
"Mom——!" Zhang Luo shouted loudly.
Li Qingdai was watering the flowers with a watering can on the second floor, and a strand of hair slipped. When she heard Zhang Luo shouting, she stopped and asked through the wall: "What's wrong, son?"
"You can send me to school tomorrow." Zhang Luo closed the ancient book and held his chin with one hand, his eyes a little decadent.
Li Qingdai tucked her hair behind her ears, put down the kettle, and frowned slightly.
As the sound of slippers sounded, Li Qingdai opened the door to her son's room. The cleanliness of the room made her slightly distracted, and her voice softened a lot: "What's wrong, Luo'er, why are you so anxious? Your wound hasn't healed yet. You can relax in class or something."
Wait, I can also give you tutoring."
Zhang Luo squeezed the edge of the table and exerted force, and the computer chair turned him 180 degrees, and he came face to face with Li Qingdai.
He held his chin and said seriously: "Mom, do you want to hear a story?"
Li Qingdai sat on the edge of Zhang Luo's bed. She changed into a black skirt that showed off her figure. She was plump and slender, embodying the charm of a mature woman. She must have been out before.
She said patiently: "Okay, you say it, but I still hope you can take good care of your injuries."
"In this story, there is a boy who received the will of the gods to save the world. The price is to win the favor of many girls. Mom, do you think this boy will agree?" Zhang Luo asked.
Li Qingdai frowned and glanced at Zhang Luo: "I should agree..."
"No, on the contrary." Zhang Luo shook his head and said expressionlessly, "Boys think that women will affect his study, as well as saving the world, so the gods and the world that disturb his study can just die."
Li Qingdai showed a hint of surprise and tried to find something from this nonsensical story: "But if the world is destroyed, the boy will not be able to study?"
"Then let others save the world. After all, the world does not belong to boys alone."
"So what do you want to say?" Li Qingdai felt that she seemed to know a little more about her son.
"This story tells us that the world is big, but I just want to study." Zhang Luo said to Li Qingdai seriously, "Will you let me go to school tomorrow?"
Li Qingdai:......
It seems that the so-called understanding is all an illusion? You never know what a passionate young man in adolescence is thinking.