On the eighth floor of Yunxiao Study, Chen Qiye, who was competing with Yunxiao Civilized's mother tongue textbook, suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seems that someone is spying in the darkness, and this sense of spying comes from all directions, making him feel like there are ants crawling on his body.

Chen Qiye frowned slightly, who was this time?

Instead of looking up at the master of the sight, he kept frowning and continued reading, as if he had encountered some difficult problems.

In fact, Chen Qiye did encounter a problem. At present, this Yunxiao Civilization's native language textbook has added a piece of words that he cannot understand out of thin air.

The words used in this passage are like dozens of civilized words. They not only contain phonetic characters, but also ideographic characters, and even hieroglyphs.

One sentence contains thirty-two kinds of words, which made Chen Qiye think of some people who like to show off, and like to mix other languages ​​when speaking.

Is this the same truth?

But after a closer look, there is no other text on this page except this passage. This is obviously written in detail, but why do people in Yunxiao civilization specifically write such a passage?

Chen Qiye felt quite inexplicable and did not understand the meaning here at all, so he remembered it in his mind.

I have enough things in my mind, so I don’t care about another sentence.

Turning the page again, Chen Qiye was shocked to find that he had finished reading the book!

After a moment of shock, Chen Qiye put the book with two fists back on the bookshelf as usual.

He lowered his head and pondered.

Just as I finished reading the book, I felt that the surveillance gaze became much more obvious, but I shrank back in an instant.

Was that guy monitoring what book he had read?

Chen Qiye guessed that the person who monitored him now might be a master sent by the three families of Zhang, Chen and Huo. They monitored what books they had read. Do they want to copy their learning trajectory?

He pondered, then took a step to find other suitable books.

The gaze followed his movements, and no matter where he went, the gaze would follow him.

At this moment, Chen Qiye suddenly heard the voice of the middle-aged man before.

"Ah... three steps back, right, and sixteen steps forward, no, seventeen steps."

There was also a strong sense of fatigue in the sound, as if he hadn't woken up.

Chen Qiye nodded slightly and walked to the designated position with the instructions of the sound.

However, among the destinations indicated by the middle-aged man was a row of books compiled by the Yunxiao Civilization, which included different types of books such as literature, technology, record of the grandfather, painting, and philosophy.

Chen Qiye raised his eyebrows. These are all books from Yunxiao Civilization. The books from him who want Yunxiao Civilization are useless now.

He has already mastered the mother tongue of Yunxiao civilization, so why do you still look at these? Study the ancient dynasty?

Although archaeology can discover a lot of lost techniques, it is obviously not the time for him to read these things now!

"Wrong." Chen Qiye whispered.

"If you find it, it's fine..."

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly changed and he rose: "Hmm?"

"What's wrong?"

His voice appeared very simply on the eighth floor of Yunxiao Study.

"I need another civilized native language book." Chen Qiye said indifferently.

"I have completely learned the mother tongue of Yunxiao Civilization, so I don't have to waste time on it."

Wang Jiutian, who was at the top of Yunxiao Study Tower, was silent. His eyebrows were raised up and down, and the mind was suddenly turned like lightning at this moment.

"Really, I don't believe it." Wang Jiutian said subconsciously, then he was silent for three breaths, and then said leisurely: "Unless you prove it to me."

Chen Qiye: "..."

Did the subconscious trump card say something? The following sentence is to throw it away?

Chen Qiye couldn't help rolling his eyes, "How do you want me to prove it?"

The middle-aged man became silent, and then said quietly: "If you open the ancient books in front of you, I will agree with them."

"Then you can guide me where is the next book in my native language?" Chen Qiye asked back.

"Uh... wait and ask me."

Wang Jiutian, who was sitting at the top of Yunxiao Study Tower, wiped his cold sweat and carefully passed away to Yuan Zheng, the military advisor in the city lord's tower.

"That... military advisor, this guy wants another civilized native language teaching material. Is there any other study?"

"Of course there are, on the ninth floor, the thirteenth book, and the fifth floor first book." Yuan Zheng said calmly: "Let him translate first."

"Ah...he has started translating."

"The heavy spirit cannon uses a fire-type spirit stone as the base, supplemented by three-type spirit stones of gold, wood, and thunder to fuse it all, and use a formation to shape the fusion into a straight tube with an inner diameter of twelve to seven inches, a pipe wall thickness of two inches and three inches and nine feet, three inches and nine centimeters long."

"Recharge four-type spirit stones of gold, fire, thunder and wood as ammunition. Use spiritual power to hit the closed bottom and launch shells with a distance of 3,452 miles, with a killing area of ​​400 feet, and can seriously injure the golden elixir at the edge, and kill the gods in the center."

"So what about my second native language book... Cough cough, this sentence is not." Wang Jiutian used a cough to hide his embarrassment. When he repeated it, his words were completely lost. When he found out that he had said too much, it was too late and he had said it.

"Tell him what I just told you."

Military advisor Wang Yuanzheng looked at the paper in front of him with interest, which wrote the data that Chen Qiye had just translated.

Moreover, this data is only two words different from what he translated.
Chapter completed!