"It seems that the person who raised you did not neglect to educate you about gratitude~"
"..."
"Sigh~ Humans' communication methods are really poor. If you can't speak, they are basically useless. If you can count, can you read?"
(shakes head)
"Hey~ Then why didn't you tell me earlier? It made me feel so uncomfortable."
(Looking at me innocently, seeming a bit contemptuous)
"Yeah, another stupid question."
I took out a rough papyrus book from behind me, which of course I took out from nowhere, and a graphite strip wrapped in paper. Sister Hongyue stuffed me with countless civilized small commodities, basically
You can find something corresponding to whatever you want online.
"Here, how many words can you write?"
"..."
The little animal took the pen, looked at it in his hand, and skillfully wrote a few cuneiform-like symbols on the notebook. These are the letters of this civilization.
"Um……"
I'm waiting for Ai Jiang to translate, because her translation system has strange rules, and the translation mode is different every time. Just like in Baiyanghua's world, she taught me the local language directly, without any need for translation.
However, this time Ai-chan did not readily translate for me. She taught me the pronunciation of 30 letters in the world.
"sa...sha...sha? Sha? What? Silly? Sha? How do you pronounce your name?"
(holds out four fingers)
"You actually called Sha?"
Looking at this child's European face and pitiful expression, I couldn't accept her Asian name, which has one word and is very scary. But then I thought about it... This world is not the earth. What if people have this naming habit?
What? I can’t just change it, right?
No, I will change it casually. It’s too unpleasant to call a beautiful girl Sha!
"I don't think your name sounds nice. Why don't I call you Saya."
Such a name came to my mind, and I thought something was wrong about it, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.
(Nods, holds out two fingers, and twists them)
"Don't like it? You mean... it's better to call me Yesha?"
(shakes head)
"Okay, then your name will be Yesha from now on."
In fact, the language here has no characters that correspond to my mother tongue at all. Names and so on are simply made up of words with similar pronunciation.
(writing)
"Oh, it turns out you can write numbers! Wait, why are there no special numbers in this world? They are actually spelled out with letters. No wonder counting is so weird... You are already 13 years old this year~"
(perhaps)
"Probably? You were picked up, so you don't know your exact age, right?"
(nod)
"Then how many years have you been raised by the church?"
(Extend ten fingers)
"All right."
I don’t know how long a year is here, and I don’t know what the standards for human growth are. But it doesn’t matter. Since she said she was thirteen years old, then she is a thirteen-year-old beautiful girl...I didn’t know that before.
I have considered these details~ If one year in Ellie’s hometown is equal to one hundred years on earth, then wouldn’t I have to call her Mrs. Grandma?
However, this possibility is still very small. The thinking and physiological changes of most humanoid civilizations are similar to those of people on earth. There is no situation where one year is equal to one hundred years on earth. They will also refine the timing standards, such as
There are 240 months in a year and so on... If the calculation of age is similar to that of the earth, then the timing standard is probably similar.
"Why do you want to come with me?"
(is a nun)
"Then why did you avoid me in the first place?"
(I don’t know if you want to save me or kill me)
"The nun who raised you is really different from other nuns, right?"
(shakes head)
"Do you always speak and write in such a simple and omitted manner?"
(shakes head)
"Why?"
(Sister "Ming" asked me to say less)
"Because the church environment is repressive, why should we avoid talking nonsense..."
(shakes head)
"Okay, then you don't have to speak so awkwardly anymore. Just say whatever you want. Sister, although I am also a nun, I am completely different from other nuns. And your sister Ming... aunt? Well, there is no such word as aunt.
...In short, we are different from those in the church. We will protect you, so in the future you can say whatever you want. When you run out of pens and notebooks, just ask me for them. I will take care of you."
(thinking, shaking head)
"So good~"
I can't stand this real mouthless girl anymore. Compared with her, Xinglu is just a talker! I suddenly felt awe for the teachers in the special correctional institutions. How much patience do they have to bear the responsibility?
Get that job?
"..."
Little animal... Yesha stared at my face for a long time, as if she was contemplating a piece of art. Did this child just realize that I am good-looking and was attracted by my beauty?
(Sister nun, you are so ugly, even uglier than me)
"..."
Shouldn't I let her speak freely? Why is this the first thing she wants to say? What does it mean to be uglier than her? How am I uglier!
"Then what...Ye Sha, why do you think I'm ugly? And why do you think you're ugly?"
I asked kindly, suppressing my anger.
(No one is strong, you are only strong here)
After Ye Sha showed me the word "我", she pointed at my battering ram.
So, is the world's aesthetic appreciation of people the same as its aesthetic appreciation of pigs? Only being fat and plump can be called good-looking? Or is it that a face full of flesh can be called good-looking? I don't understand!
"Then what kind of sister do you think is good-looking?"
My smile was still kind, but in my heart I already wanted to hit someone, but I just didn’t know who.
(Sister downstairs)
"Ah? Are you talking about Sister Baiyanghua who is with me!"
(Sister who runs the store)
"..."
Sister, you are my sister! Don't insult the sacred word "sister"! You actually call that big, round-waisted aunt sister? Do you think she is prettier than me? The little girl is so pitiful, her eyes are broken at such a young age!
"Why do you think the...older woman below is prettier than me? Doesn't my figure have a bad figure? Are my facial features uneven?"
There are so few words in this world, not even words like aunt.
(Because if you are not strong, you will not find food and you will starve to death)
"But I have a lot of food, okay...how do you think I look like someone who is short of food?"
(Nod) (Everyone says so)
Well, it seems that this child does not have her own aesthetic values at all, she just follows what others tell her. Fortunately, okay, there is still some way to save her before her three concepts are formed!
"So others think you are ugly, right?"
(shakes head)
Okay, I blamed her wrongly. It is not this child who is blind, but other people in the world. But in this case, I will have no advantage in appearance when I move in this world! And according to the standards here, with my figure
People with graceful and beautiful faces are ugly! No wonder those soldiers have no feelings for us at all. It turns out that they regard us as dinosaurs!
It was really embarrassing for them to hold back and not spit it out, haha!