"Namosto."

"Namosto."

Qilan said hello to the Indian opposite. This person was a Sanskrit professor he had hired with money from the University of Delhi. His professionalism was unquestionable. He had published many papers on Sanskrit, which was much better than this half-hearted person like him.

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If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. If you want to study the ruins of the Maurya Dynasty, you must master the unique writing and language of that time. Only in this way can you analyze the information contained in the ruins and deduce the truth at that time.

historical situation.

So they once again took a private jet, flew directly from Singapore Airport to New Delhi, and invited this respected Sanskrit professor to teach them the script.

"This is the contract we have drawn up. Please read it carefully first. If you have no doubts, just write your name in the signature area."

Taking out a contract that had been prepared for a long time, the old Sanskrit professor signed his name without any hesitation. Three million US dollars was transferred to his account last night. That was for someone like him.

Numbers that professors who study partial languages ​​have never dared to imagine.

He had no reason not to sign this name. He just wanted to teach them Sanskrit, and treat it as extracurricular tutoring. At worst, he shouldn't teach them exclusively as a professor. The money was enough to buy him the rest of his life, so he had nothing to feel bad about.

If someone told his colleagues that someone paid three million dollars just to teach them Sanskrit, they would definitely wake up laughing in their dreams.

When the old man, who was over fifty years old, signed his name, the curly-haired boy in front of him handed him a strange device on the table. He had noticed this thing since he came in, and he thought it was the owner's unique hobby.

It was like a flower that had not yet bloomed surrounded by calyxes. The calyx was made of an unknown metal, and the flower in the middle was a piece of emerald green jade. It looked like an expensive luxury item at first glance.

"Take it and think about all the knowledge you have learned about Sanskrit. Remember, it must be all. Don't ask why. Just do this and the money will be yours."

"ah?!"

The gray-haired old man looked at the strange thing and showed a surprised expression. Didn't his employer ask him to teach them Sanskrit? How could he be given such a strange thing?

However, he could not continue to be surprised. Qilan forced that strange device into his hands. After receiving so much money, he had to do something. Three million US dollars, that was not a small amount. He was extremely envious of the old man in front of him.

, it is estimated that only a benevolent God would really spend such a high price.

"Close your eyes and think carefully about what you have learned in this life. Whether you can really get money depends on whether what you provide is genuine. If you cannot satisfy the boss, according to the contract, we can take back the money sent to you.

If you don’t want the money to disappear from your account, don’t think about anything else and carefully recall all the knowledge you know.”

As for whether this strange device is effective? Qilan has no doubt about the effectiveness of this device, because this is a device made by God himself. He said that it can extract the knowledge in the human brain, so it can extract the knowledge in the human brain.

The old professor looked at the curly-haired young man in front of him and he didn't look like a fool, so did he think he was a fool? But when he thought about the money transferred to his account, he tolerated such nonsense, it was all for money.

Holding this strange thing, the white-haired old professor closed his eyes and began to recall all his knowledge about Sanskrit, from his first contact, to the publication of his first paper, to his current global reputation.

The language that had been with him all his life and the characters that he had spent his whole life studying were being unearthed bit by bit in his mind. He never thought that he had mastered so much knowledge about Sanskrit, many of which were

It was knowledge hidden deep in his consciousness that even he himself had forgotten.

Where he didn't see it after closing his eyes, the device in his hand emitted a bright green light as he carefully recalled it. It was guiding his memories and slowly integrating the knowledge he recalled into this world.

Installing.

Until he opened his eyes again, the strange device in his hand stopped emitting light. There was never a moment when he felt that he had mastered such a huge amount of knowledge. He happily threw this strange device to the strange young man. Now he has more knowledge.

I am confident that I have earned that huge amount of money.

"Do you need me to teach my employer Sanskrit now?"

He has not forgotten his responsibilities. The three million US dollars bought him his knowledge. If he finishes teaching his knowledge as soon as possible, he will feel at ease with the money.

"Your mission is over."

Qilan blew the petals in her hand towards him with a smile. The pink petals changed his consciousness. In his consciousness, he had completed his task.

His consciousness began to become chaotic, and the world in front of him suddenly reorganized. The old professor left the mansion in a daze. He used his knowledge to obtain the next wealthy life.

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Playing with the canned knowledge in his hands, this can be regarded as most of the modern understanding of Sanskrit. He felt that he had made a profit by buying most of the knowledge in a language for three million US dollars.

Who knows that Sanskrit is not as popular as English, and there is no special dictionary on the Internet. He can't directly load it into his consciousness. He can only use this method of extracting knowledge to quickly master this language.

After using the canned knowledge gained from this money-using ability, and looking at those materials, Qilan's half-baked translation before was indeed very problematic. For example, the professor's understanding of the black and white dragon painting was the war between the Mauryan Dynasty and another empire.

That painting depicts a huge war.

For example, the long scrolls that spread Buddhism actually had annotations on them. The missionaries were guided by the king, so they could arrive at a country accurately at intervals, because their king had a map of the world.

Another example is that what the mission initiator wants is translated as the Eye of the Original Man, or the Eye of God. It is the legendary eye of the God, but it is actually the gem inlaid on the scepter of the Maurya Dynasty.

Lu Mingfei looked at the information with relish. If he was exploring the ruins in Teyvat Continent and had so much information to refer to, he wouldn't need to make random guesses.

“Can I use that canned knowledge?”

It allows people to master a language in an instant. No one can resist this temptation, and Mai Shutoku is no exception. As for Qilan, he thought about it but dared not say it. After all, he thought that he was a latecomer and had not yet had a relationship with God.

So good.

"If you are not afraid of becoming an idiot, feel free." Lu Mingfei flipped through the information and received it casually. "Everything has a price. Generally speaking, I will not use this method to obtain knowledge, just like I don't

It’s like prying into other people’s hearts at will.”

Mai Shutoku's longing eyes suddenly disappeared. She didn't think she could pay the price even Lu Mingfei had to pay.

"Uh, boss, did you see anything from the information?"

"It's not that fast. It will take me a long time to look through so much information, but you can start planning the route to Patna. You will leave tomorrow at the latest."

"Okay, boss."

"Zero, make me a pot of tea. I'll probably be sitting here reading this information this afternoon. That professor who studies history is quite capable."

"Um."

The girl standing quietly behind Lu Mingfei nodded, and like a maid in the Middle Ages, she walked into the restaurant with light and pretty steps to make a pot of good tea for her master.

"By the way, Qilan, have you thought about what weapon you want to use?"

When leaving Kassel College, Lu Mingfei reluctantly trusted him because of his prophecy about the eight Sheqi families and asked him to sign a contract, a formal contract with God. At least Qilan proved that he and he are now the same

On a road.

As a result, Qilan also obtained the Eye of God, which is both power and restraint. Although it is despicable, only in this way can he completely trust others. After all, he is the only one in the world who can control the Eye of God.

The Eye of the Grass Element, the first one he awarded after coming to this world, is of some commemorative value. How did King Daci Shu set the selection conditions for the Eye of the Grass Element God back then? Think about her in the sky

Inscriptions carved on the island.

"Life" has always been the goal, and "wisdom" is the means.

Love nature, peace and equality? This coincides with Qilan's ideal, a world of peace between humans and dragons. This is also my own idea, to create a world where all things coexist. No wonder it resonated with the world at first, and the authority I gained was

Dry and prosperous.

The withering and flourishing of vegetation symbolizes the passing and birth of life. This is the process of life and death, the reincarnation of the world, and the idea of ​​peaceful coexistence of all things. His idea is also to create an ideal world that achieves true peaceful coexistence.

"My close combat skills are not very good. Magic weapons, magic weapons should not require me to fight in close quarters."

After thinking about it, he is not very good at swords and the like, let alone spears, bows and arrows, etc. He can't do those. Although he has an A-level pedigree rating, it means that he has a good

Physical fitness, but before that, he had no chance to come into contact with these weapons.

The first time he had close contact with various weapons was at Kassel Academy, a semi-military school. The school has all kinds of weapons from ancient times to modern times. If he had to choose, magic weapons would be better.

As soon as I heard it, it matched my identity very well. A wise man doesn't need to fight with others in close combat.

"Then you take this thing and deal with it first, and then I will build a magical weapon for you. In fact, these weapons are used to guide elemental power. The real difference in combat power depends on your own quality."

Lu Mingfei threw the canned knowledge in his hand to Qilan. As a tool for extracting knowledge, it can be regarded as a five-star item. As a magic weapon, it is almost three-star, but it is already a good item for guiding elemental power.

You must know that four-star level weapons are basically the ultimate for mortals, while five-star level weapons are more or less related to gods, and they already belong to the category of gods.
Chapter completed!