After moving out the thick dictionary, regardless of the grammar, and simply using the connected words, Zhao Mai was finally able to communicate with Ranger Carl.

"Come from another world? You dare to come out even if you don't even know each other." Karl kept talking nonsense, and Zhao Mai tried hard to listen. Even if he didn't understand it, he had to be familiar with the pronunciation and tone of this language. Although the pronunciation is marked on the dictionary and the pinyin is also used very considerately, each language has its own uniqueness. This can only be discovered by listening and speaking more.

Although he couldn't understand at all, it did not prevent Zhao Mai from learning to learn. At the beginning, he could only grasp one or two key pronunciations, and quickly followed the first half of the sentence intermittently. After a while, he could be 70% similar. This learning speed has never been seen in the past, it may be because of time travel, it may be because of the pressure of survival, and it may be because he finally encountered something he was interested in.

Take English as an example. Memorizing words is always boring, but playing games is different. The words learned through various RPG games can account for more than half of his vocabulary. If time travel is regarded as a game, he can relax his mind and concentrate, thereby bursting out with an amazing enthusiasm for learning.

Humans are a race that is good at learning, and in a fantasy world it is "versatile". According to game terms, humans can start with one more specialty and one more skill than other races. This is a rough way of expression, and it will be different on each individual. Just like "Chinese people are good at mathematics" does not mean that everyone can get high scores in mathematics.

This is not a soul that penetrates the game world. Just open the skill interface and then invest points in the "linguistics" skill to learn a language immediately. There is no main god here, and there will be no system to give people a "revelation". Zhao Mai knows that success may require a suitable opportunity, but there is absolutely no shortcut to take. Therefore, after encountering Carl, he kept learning like a sponge absorbs water, so as to adapt to the world as soon as possible.

Carl is a jungle ranger. He has lived in the forest for most of his life and occasionally went back to the village where he was born. His duty is to protect the "healthy forest" behind him, to avoid ferocious monsters wandering from the wilderness further away to settle here, and to prevent them from attacking the peaceful villages nearby.

At the southernmost end of Kangjian Forest is a farming town called "Nebo", with humans accounting for the majority, followed by dwarfs. Carl's mother is a person from Nebo Town, and his father is a half-elves, and he was also the previous generation of jungle rangers. Nebo Town is very open and prefers to treat others with a tolerant attitude, so there is no taboo for interracial intermarriage. If not, Carl's parents would not have the chance to be together at all. This attitude also affected Carl. When he saw the iron lumps falling from the sky killed Chimera, and then a weird black-haired and dark-eyed race walked out of it, his tolerance did not allow him to aim at his forehead and shoot at the first time.

However, he remained alert, pricked up his ears and listened to Zhao Mai's movements, and his hands never left the weapon more than one foot away. However, from the current observation, the "Guest from Heaven" is very honest and has always focused on learning to speak, and has not shown any malicious intentions.

He thought about it for a while and decided to test it. He waved his hand and called Zhao Mai over and threw it to him a dagger. Zhao Mai was startled and hurriedly avoided the dagger, and then picked it up from the ground. He rashly grabbed the knives flying in the air with his hands, and most of them would end up being injured or even disabled. If you don’t know martial arts, don’t show off. Zhao Mai is more careful than anyone else.

This is not a life principle, but a habit developed from the game. Many games have a "survival" mode. Although there is still a huge difference from real survival, the core essence of "if you are not careful, you will die" has not changed.

When I was in college, a classmate joked that if I traveled to the Tang and Song dynasties, I could do whatever it was with my own ability. Zhao Mai also joked with him, "Don't think about what it is, from the era of tetanus but no penicillin, and the era of rabies but no vaccines, I should think about how to live through my childhood first."

It is his turn to travel through time by himself, so he is naturally careful. This has nothing to do with whether he has the spirit of adventure, and is a necessary caution. Knowing what he can do and doing the best he can is the most important principle for survival. On this basis, it is learning. Through learning, knowing what he should do and how to do the most reasonable.

Carl signaled him to cut Chimera, and it would be best to peel off the entire skin. Zhao Mai tried it. The knife in his hand could cut Chimera's subcutaneous fat, but there was nothing to do with the bast covered with scales. He worked for a while and gave up trying to complete this with a dagger and continued to look back and dig Chimera's claws.

Carl didn't come up to help, dragged the wild boar to the lakeside and cleaned it up with the lake water. Zhao Mai's instant reaction just now was not fake. He had absolutely no martial arts, and the threat was really negligible. So Carl took out flint and iron sheets with confidence, ignited the hay prepared in advance, and then added branches to it, slowly raising a pile of fire. The peeled pork was worn on a thick wooden stick and put it on the fire to grill it. He was sure that Zhao Mai had no ability to snatch the roasted pork.

In a short while, the aroma of wild boar drifted into Zhao Mai's nostrils, which immediately caused a roar of his belly. Except for eating a few biscuits in the middle of the night, Zhao Mai drove away and traveled through time, and had never eaten anything in the middle. It was the time to be hungry. He looked at Carl. This old thing had no intention of treating him to eat and drink for the time being, but was focusing on baking fresh pork.

He was even hungry and decided to eat a chocolate bar before talking about it. Maybe this thing is quite valuable in another world, but it is more important to save your strength to work. So Zhao Mai threw down his work, got into the car and flipped his luggage, and naturally glanced at the electronic clock in the car.

The current time shows at 8:13 am, which is completely different from the environment where the sun is on the top outside the car. There is a time difference, which is normal, but there is obviously a problem with the countdown of the electronic clock in the car.

Zhao Mai believed in his biological clock, and he knew very well how long a second was. Thirty seconds passed in his mind, but only one second was walking inside the car, which was thirty times the gap. When the car was in his hometown, it was accurate, and the internal parts were not affected by the outside world. In this way, the time flow rate on both sides was different?

I spent a month here (assuming that a month is thirty days here), then wouldn’t my family only last one day? Zhao Mai originally planned to bring some rare things back - Chimelapi is a good choice - but after knowing that time has become more, wouldn’t I be able to do more?

With time, coupled with his own wonderful ideas and hard work, how can he not be able to make a strong person? If he fails to succeed in this way, he should be ashamed to suck his tail gas and choke him to death.
Chapter completed!