"Do you have a name?"

(shake your head)

"But I can't say it out~"

(shake your head)

"But you can say the word thank you, right?"

(shake your head)

"It seems that the people who raise you have not neglected to educate you with gratitude~"

“…”

"Ah~ Human communication methods are really poor, and it is basically useless if you can't speak. If you can count, can you read?"

(shake your head)

"Hey~ Then how could you not say it earlier? It made me feel so uncomfortable."

(I looked at me innocently, and seemed a little contemptuous)

"Okay, it's another stupid question."

I took out a rough straw paper book from behind, of course I took it out of nowhere, and there was also a graphite strip wrapped in paper. Sister Hongyue stuffed me countless small civilized commodities, and basically I could find the corresponding thing whenever I wanted.

"Give it, how many words can you write."

“…”

The little animal took the pen, took it in her hand and looked at it, and then skillfully wrote down several cuneiform symbols on the notebook, which are the letters of this civilization.

"Um……"

I am waiting for Ai Jiang to translate because her translation system has strange rules and the translation pattern is different every time. It’s like the world of Poplar Flower, she taught me the local language directly, and there is no need for translation at all.

However, this time Ai Jiang did not translate it to me easily, and she taught me the pronunciation of the 30 letters of this world.

"sa...sha...sha?sha?What?Silly? Sha? How do you pronounce this name?"

(Stretch out four fingers)

"You actually called Sha?"

Looking at the child's European face and pitiful expression, I couldn't accept her. This is a scary Asian name. But then I thought... This world is not the earth, what if they have this naming habit? I can't change it casually, right?

No, I just want to change it casually. It’s too ugly to call a beautiful girl!

"I think your name is not nice, why don't you call you Shaye."

This name popped up in my mind. I thought it was a bit wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

(Nod, stretched out two fingers, and turned it)

"Don't like it? You mean... it's better to call Yesha?"

(shake your head)

"Okay, then you'll call Yesha from now on."

In fact, the language here does not have any words corresponding to my mother tongue. The name is simply empty and the words that are pronounced similarly.

(Writing)

"Oh, so you can write numbers! Wait, why don't there be special numbers in this world? You actually spelled with letters. No wonder counting is so weird... You are 13 years old this year~"

(perhaps)

"Probably? You were picked up, so don't know the exact age, right?"

(nod)

"How many years have you been raised in the church?"

(Top ten fingers)

"All right."

I don’t know how long it took for a year here, nor what the standards for human growth are. But it doesn’t matter. Since she said she was thirteen years old, she was a thirteen-year-old girl... By the way, I haven’t considered these details before~ What if the year in Ailly’s hometown is equal to one hundred years of the earth, then wouldn’t I have to call her wife and grandma?

However, this possibility is still very small. Most humanoid civilizations have similar speeds to those of the 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 240 months a year... If the age calculation is similar to that of the Earth, then the timing standards are probably the same.

"Why are you willing to follow me?"

(It's a nun)

"Then why should I hide from me at the beginning?"

(I don't know if you want to save me or kill me)

"The nun that raised you is indeed different from other nuns, right?"

(shake your head)

"Do you just omit your words and writing?"

(shake your head)

"Why?"

(My nun "Ming" asked me to say less)

"Because the church environment is depressing, can you avoid talking nonsense..."

(shake your head)

"Okay, then you don't have to speak like this in the future. You can say whatever you want. Although I am also a nun, I am completely different from other nuns. I am your sister Ming... Auntie? Uh, there is no word aunt... In short, we are different from those in the church. We will protect you, so you can say whatever you want in the future. When you use up your pen and notebook, you will ask me for it. It's enough."

(Think, shake your head)

"So well-behaved~"

I can't stand this real mouthless girl anymore. Xinglu is simply a chatterbox compared to her! I suddenly felt awe of the teachers in special correction institutions. How patient should they have to take on that job?

“…”

Little animal... Yesha stared at my face for a long time, as if she was looking at a work of art. Did the child realize that I was beautiful and attracted by my beauty?

(Sister nun, you look so ugly, even worse than me)

“…”

Shouldn’t I let her speak freely? Why is the first thing she wants to say is like this? What does it mean to be even ugly than her? Where is it ugly?

"Then what... Yesha, why do you think I am ugly? Why do you think I am ugly?"

I asked kindly, suppressing my anger.

(None of them are strong, you are the only one here to be strong)

After Yesha showed me my word, she pointed to my siege hammer.

So is the world's aesthetics for people and pigs the same? Is it good to be fat and fat? Or is it good to be fat? I don't understand!

"Then what kind of sister do you think is good-looking?"

My smile is still kind, but I already want to hit someone in my heart, but I just don’t know who to hit.

(Sister downstairs)

"Ah? Are you talking about Sister Poplar Flower with me?"

(Sister who opened a store)

“…”

Sister, you sister! Don’t insult the sacred word "sister"! That big and round-waisted aunt, you actually called her sister? She still thinks she looks better than me? The little girl is so pitiful, she is useless at a young age!

"Why do you think the older woman below looks better than me? Is my figure not good? Do I have uneven facial features?"

There are so few words in this world, and there is not even a word like an aunt.

(Because you are not strong, you can't find food and you will starve to death)

"But I have a lot of food, okay...Why do you think I am like a person who lacks food?"

(Nod) (Everyone said so)

Well, it seems that this child has no aesthetic view at all, but what others tell her is what they are. Fortunately, there is still some savings if the three views are not formed!

"Does others think you are ugly?"

(shake your head)

OK, I blamed her wrongly. It was not this child who was blind, but other people in the world. But in this way, I have no advantage in acting in this world! And according to the standards here, people like me with a graceful figure and beautiful face are ugly! No wonder those soldiers don’t have any feelings for us at all. It turns out that they regard us as dinosaurs!
Chapter completed!