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Chapter 518 Slaves and Nobles, Stowe's Disguise

Arabic!

Arabic has 28 letters!
There are 28 kinds of Originium, corresponding to each Arabic pronunciation!

Unpredictable faintly feels that this has a certain connection with the history of "interstellar immigrants".
That's right, it should have just arrived in Rodinia's early history, even before the first Elf War!
Because Maggie quickly realized the key point of this message - the so-called Elvish language, will it be Arabic? !

After all, extraordinary abilities come from the elves, and as the cornerstone of extraordinary abilities, the source stone must also be named by the elves. ancient language
Although the present elves may have mastered Chinese after a long history of assimilation, as Tyrande said, they gradually mastered the language of Allah.

It's just that the pronunciation of Origin Stone has been handed down. In today's era where the entire Chinese language is spoken, Origin Stone still retains the incomprehensible pronunciation.

Uncle Cat once said that the pinyin used for communication is "Old Elvish". If the speculation is correct, Arabic should be the more ancient "Ancient Elvish". The elves slowly learned Chinese, so they learned to use it. Pinyin, so that the racial language will slowly change from "Ancient Elvish" to "Ancient Elvish"?
This information also shows that the origin of the elves has a historical mystery that has not yet been cracked
It is conceivable that after arriving in Rodinia, the elves existed, and they coexisted with the ironmen on the continent, and there would even be a rather long assimilation period.

If the ironborn are interstellar immigrants, then what are elves?
Where are they from?Is it the native of Rodinia? No, no. In that case, wouldn't the elves become aliens. How could aliens look so similar to Earth people? !
It's impossible to think about it. People with high school biology level can understand that if there really exist aliens, the probability that they look so close to people on Earth is probably less than [-] in [-]
Also, how could aliens possibly understand Arabic? !

The elves should be brought over by immigrant humans, or they can only originate from the earth.

Could it be that, apart from the four major races in the mainland, the elves are Arabs?

No, it shouldn't be like that. The elves do not have the corresponding characteristics of the Arab nation. Moreover, the elves already have inexplicable extraordinary characteristics - they have impeccable and perfect faces.

Mo Wei pondered for a while, but the group had already discussed it.

Prophecy: [Original stone sequence is Arabic?Could this be related to the origin of extraordinary abilities? 】

[But why is it in Arabic? ! 】

Ouyang Ao: [It seems that you know Arabic. 】

Knowledge: [Because of ability. 】

Desire: [There must be a connection between them. I heard Mr. Knowledge say that this continent is an interstellar immigrant. Therefore, the expected immigration history is inevitable, and even Arabic appeared at that time, but we have not revealed it yet. It's just the veil. 】

Madam Desire is right and Unpredictable presumably agrees with her, which is hardly different from his own analysis.

The only difference is that a few fellow villagers in the group don't know anything about elves.

As for the reason why Mr. "Learn" understands Arabic, this is easy to understand. His ability is equivalent to saving past memories, which can be viewed at any time, similar to "unforgettable". If you think about it, it is equivalent to having learned it in your previous life. I have always remembered the English words firmly, have I always had the foreign language ability of the peak level in high school?
Uh, yes, Mr. Xue never went to high school in his last life.

Mo Wei thought about it for a moment, then suddenly his heart moved, and he asked:

[Mr. Knowledge, if you understand Arabic, I have a few pronunciations. I’m not sure if it is the transliteration of Arabic. Can you confirm it for me? 】

Knowledge: [Please say it! 】

Unexpectedly exhaled, paused for a while, and manipulated Fu Yuan on the silver ring:
[Anerra Albe, and by the way, and Aruzello?]

[Can you find the Arabic transliteration of these three words? 】

[Anerla Albei.] Knowledge: [I search the memory bank, wait a moment. 】

Although the other people in the group did not know why, but seeing that Mr. Xinmai seemed to have more clues, they did not interrupt, but quietly watched the two chatting.

After a few seconds, Knowledge replied:
[The first two words are common words and have been identified]

[Albey means slave!And An'erla means. High-class people, or nobles! 】

slave!noble!
Unpredictable feeling like being struck by lightning
It's hammered!
It is indeed Arabic!
The "homeland" language, that is, Alebe in Tyrande's mouth, actually means slave. And An'erla means a noble!
Alebe is Tyrande's name for the elves, and Anerra is used to address the ironmen!

The ironborn are nobles, and the elves are slaves!

From the meaning of these two titles alone, it is almost certain that the ancient elves are not only related to the interstellar ironmen who arrived here at that time, but also the directivity of the relationship between the two races is so clear-

Nobles and slaves!
Elves are slaves?
How can it be a slave?

And how could the Ironborn be a superior person? !

The rank of the two races was once again surprising.
And this incomprehensible relationship has cast a shadow over that period of history.

Knowledge: [As for Aruzello, this term is not commonly used, but I can roughly guess the meaning, it should be.]

【Land Forgotten by God! 】

[Oh, yes, maybe it is more appropriate to call the Land Abandoned by God, just like the name in "Four Steps Backward"]

Pandora's Secret Realm, turned out to be the Land Abandoned by God?

The so-called Pandora's Secret Realm is caused by the madness of the high-level contractors, and this actually means the land abandoned by the gods in the name of the elves.

Slaves and nobles, elves and ironmen, what was the scene when they coexisted on the mainland? Unpredictable felt as if the dust of the ancient history was spreading in front of me.

And that history may not be like the two elf wars, and there are still a few hidden forces that have recorded it, and it is likely that it is completely submerged in the long river of time because it is more ancient.

The way to reproduce that period of history is basically unimaginable at present!
Unless it has the ability to recreate the past like Time Saul Underwood.

Mo Wei sighed slightly, and focused his attention on the Lunar Eclipse meeting again.

Desire: [Mr. Xinmai, where did you learn these words? 】

Desire is really smart. She has already thought that I know more from the source of these words. Moqi shook his head with a smile and replied:
[The pinyin we use is called Old Elvish, and the pronunciation of these words is something I heard by accident. 】

[The history of this world seems to be quite long. 】

There is no need to announce things about elves in the group.
Seeing that Mr. Xinmai didn't have any specific clues, the crowd didn't ask any more questions. As for their thoughts, it's natural to not care about Unpredictable.

After the chat was over, Mo Wei picked up the red wine glass next to him and took a gulp.

The slightly sour taste flowed down the esophagus, and the originally unacceptable spicy feeling turned into a wonderful sense of pleasure.
Uncertain looked up and saw two working secretaries looking at him blankly.

Somewhat dazedly smiled, with an alcohol-stimulated redness on his face, he tilted his head and joked:
"You two. Tsk tsk tsk, it looks really tasty."

Needless to say, Red Fang, Sharna's appearance is also quite good, but Red Fang is someone who has seen the big world, so how could he care about such low-level teasing, he shook his head disdainfully, and looked at Sharna at a glance.

Sharna blushed, avoiding the red Fang's thoughtful gaze and looking at the captain:
"Team Mo. Have you been in the Supervision Office for the past few days? I mean, don't you go to work?"

Moqi waved his hand: "It's great to do wool work here!"

"Spend Pandora's money and enjoy a quiet life. Hehehe."

Red Fang snorted:
"No ambition."

Sharna also shook her head with a wry smile, got up and went to the captain's bedroom to take care of the so-called "captain's wife" dinner.

Well, that is Xiaobai.

Mo Qi looked at the sky, and it was almost time to get off work, so he couldn't help but sighed softly:
"This old cat doesn't know what he's doing. It's taking so long."

Ben Carroll City, Adli slum.

Sewage Alley.

Stowe, Window, Flower Pot, Bookshelf, Fertilizer Karsm drunkenly carried the wine bottle and opened the door of his tin room.

Well, his home has only one open space that is not a yard, and the house is a rudimentary building stacked with discarded thin iron sheets and wooden boards.

It was getting late at this time, and the thin but young wife was still pinching the cow dung lamp under the oil lamp. This is a simple lamp made of cow dung after drying, like a small bowl. The necessary rituals will be lit by the Hesai and put into the Huan River.

At that time, after the night falls, thousands of cow dung lamps will float on the Huan River with excellent water quality. It is really beautiful. People will kneel by the river and make a wish, hoping that the God of Hesse will protect the safety of the next month.

The reason why Stowe's wife made such a large number of cow dung lamps is naturally for the price of five cow dung lamps and one copper dollar, which is an indispensable and important monthly income for this family of seven.

Stowe, who was full of alcohol, glanced at his dark and thin wife, but smelled the strong musty smell coming from the room, and immediately cursed:
"Special meow!"

Seeing that her husband looked bad, the wife immediately put down the cow dung in her hand and dared not say a word.
This is a common family situation in Hesse, and the passing wife has no status, and it is the same in Stowe's home.

It is naturally difficult to please her husband. If she doesn't obey, she will only be beaten and kicked by the wind and rain.

The wife stood up tremblingly, hurriedly scooped a ladle of water from the bucket next to her, and washed the cow dung on her hands, before standing respectfully in front of her husband:

"Did you have meal?"

"I want to make [-] cow dung lamps today, I don't have time to cook, I will do it!"

"Fuck! I've eaten! Don't bother me!" Stowe waved his hand impatiently, put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, took out half a cigarette from the pocket of his crumpled tattered jacket, Light before the oil lamp.

However, when I approached the pot of cow dung in front of the oil lamp, I suddenly smelled a strong smell.
Stoji wanted to vomit, and suddenly scolded, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and replaced the strange smell in the room with the smell of smoke.

"Then I, I'm going to cook, the child is still picking up trash, and I should be home in a while." The wife saw that her husband didn't even think that she didn't finish her work this time, and the room stinks. Hit her, and said cautiously, unexpectedly and suspiciously.

Seeing that Stowe still didn't speak, she turned around and went to the open-air kitchen outside the room—

A simple shed was built on one side of the wall, and under the shed was the iron pot at home.

Coarse salt, some yellowed rice, and a small amount of dried corn will make a pot of corn rice that is not unpalatable.

As for vegetables, there are only two square meters of lettuce field planted at the door, and a few lettuce stalks left over from yesterday's meal, choked with half a spoon of cloudy fish oil, and a small amount of salt. Although the taste is not too difficult to swallow, But with corn rice, it is still a delicious companion.

The key is that Stowe can't remember a little, it seems that every meal has been lettuce in the last ten days.

Although the children devoured it, in the opinion of Sto, who has seen many delicacies, this meal is for dogs.

Looking at his wife's thin figure, Stowe sighed and knocked on the door of the room with his hand:
"Come in for me!"

The wife hurriedly put down her work, walked cautiously into the room, bowed her head and stood in front of Stowe.

Seemingly hesitating for a few seconds, Stowe reached into his pocket, took out a silver dollar bill after a groping, and threw it on the table.

"Go, buy some pork, and make some for the kids tonight."

The wife looked at the banknote in confusion, but did not dare to bring it over immediately, and asked cautiously:
"You, you haven't gone out to make money recently, haven't you?"

"So much nonsense, just take it for you!" Stowe scolded impatiently.

Then the wife took the money carefully and put it in her breast pocket like a treasure, but she still didn't turn around and go out, but stood in front of Stoll in thought.
As if she had made a decision, she suddenly knelt down, stretched out her hands, and hugged Stowe's waist.

She slowly touched her husband's hemp belt with both hands, trying to undo it.

Stowe seemed to be blown away, and took a step back in fright:
"What are you doing!"

The wife raised her head, her eyes full of doubts:
"To make you happy."

Only then did Stou understand what she meant, grinning and shaking his head:
"No, no, go sell meat and cook!"

The wife did not get up, but knelt on her knees in a respectful posture, looked up at her husband, and asked cautiously and doubtfully:
"These days, these days. You seem to be different."

"You're not at home during the day, you don't sleep in bed at night, and you don't eat at home. In short, it's just... different from before."

"Before, after you gave me money, you always asked me. You gave me money this time, and you didn't scold me for anything useless."

"You haven't been out these days, how can you give me money?"

"Where did the money come from?"

Stowe was already impatient, and was about to scold when he heard clear footsteps coming from outside the room.

Looking up, a figure is approaching the house quickly.

Stowe smiled and whispered to his wife:
"This is not about going out to make money!"

The wife entered the door without closing the door, and the figure walked directly into the room without any scruples.

Seeing his wife kneeling in the room, the figure didn't have any surprises, just winked at Stowe.

Stowe didn't say a word, turned silently and walked out the door.

Follow the figure and go all the way to the corner outside the room.

"Golden Two Stars, Stow, Windows, Flower Pots, Bookshelves, Fertilizer Kam."

While calling Stowe's name, the visitor turned his palm over, revealing a sign carved out of wood with a gold star and three small stars on it, and said again:
"Wu Niu is with you and me!"

Stowe opened his mouth and took out the wooden sign on his waist:
"Golden Three Stars, hello!"

"Hehe, you don't even call me by my name, why?" Stowe's southern superior was a little surprised, but he suddenly understood. He turned his head and glanced at Stowe's wife who was going out, and lowered his voice:

"Old friend, we have another mission!"

"Say further away."

The figure walked again, until it reached a place where no one was there, and then turned back and said to Stow:

"Three days later, take a hunting mission and go to the suburbs of Holy Grail City!"

"This mission requires people with good marksmanship. You kid will follow me this time. Always remember that we will be the most capable subordinates of Wu Niu!"

After thinking about it, Stowe was glad that his wife just left the interruption, which happened to make the other party forget to confirm the name, and said in a proper manner:
"Wu Niu is with you and me!"

The golden three-star superior nodded and looked at Stowe:

"You seem to be speaking a little differently this time!"

Stowe heard the words and said with a smirk:

"I was annoyed by the mother-in-law at home. You just saw it."

"She forgot to cook to make more cow dung lamps! Stupid woman!"

"Yeah." The superior nodded thoughtfully:

"Don't be angry with women, they are just some ignorant waste, defile our honorable Hesse men!"

"Hesse is the best ironborn!"

"We have the best traditions!"

"Our southern tribe is bound to become the most prosperous and powerful super province on the mainland!"

Stowe nodded quickly and repeated these three sentences with a strong sense of ritual:

"Hesse is"

After agreeing on the departure time, the superior turned around and left.

Stowe walked slowly home while thinking about it.

My wife has come back and is cutting the pork I just bought with a knife.

The three children also came back, and each of them was very thin. They piled up the rubbish that could be sold behind the door, but they filed in and dragged out the cardboard box under the bed.

Stowe saw his three skinny sons, the same skinny wife, the dilapidated house and the rubbish piled up at the door for selling money. He thought of the virtuous but humble kneeling posture of his wife just now. With a voice that he could only hear. Disdainful to himself:

"That's it, the rich and powerful Hesse is a rubbish meow!"

Entering the door, I saw three children surrounded by the cardboard box.
Inside the box, there was a fat yellow cat sleeping.

When the eldest son saw his father entering the door, he hurriedly asked:
"Dad, didn't you say this cat would survive? Why is it still sleeping?"

"It's still in a coma, it's been three days!"

Stowe resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said with a smile:
"Soon, it will come to life."

"However, when it comes alive, it will definitely leave us."

"Why?" the son asked.

Stowe shrugged: "Because we're too poor."

After dealing with his son, Stowe turned and sat on the chair, feeling the cat bell in his pocket:
【Unpredictable!There is a situation! 】

[It seems to be a hunting mission that goes out]

(End of this chapter)