Karin is a witch who has lived for more than 600 years. The years have not only not changed her appearance, but also made her wisdom settle. She is knowledgeable and is the teacher of everyone in the deep sea restaurant.

Although four days have passed, Qi Lin is still worried about the Siren totem, so he wants to use the wisdom of this grandma Karin.

As the saying goes... don't know? Ask the teacher!

"I think I've seen it somewhere, but I don't have a deep impression. What is this?"

Unfortunately, the six hundred years of wisdom is useless this time.

Karin looked at the pattern for a moment and gave only such an answer.

Qi Lin was a little regretful and said, "This is the pattern on the sirens' costume."

Smith suddenly said, "I've seen it."

oh?

Qi Lin looked at Smith in surprise.

Smith has always been taciturn and speaks at the last minute in the deep-sea restaurant, but every time he is short and concise, with real materials.

Zhu Lan also said: "It turns out they are siren clothing. Their market prices are very high and there is a shortage of supply. This pattern has become a popular element in the design industry. There are also many imitation products on the market, and I only have one genuine one."

Just opposite to Smith, Julan is the first in the deep-sea restaurant to speak positively. Although most of them are not nutritious, they can liven up the atmosphere.

Qi Lin originally wanted to consult Smith.

Ye Zhe rushed out halfway and asked, "Do you have this kind of clothes now?"

Qi Lin casually said, "Well, they gave me about ten pieces."

Ye Zhe looked at Zhu Lan with a smile, with a hint of teasing.

Zhu Lan's eyes twitched and she advised: "Brother, you are a member of the big family now. Is it okay to be a little demeanor?"

Ye Zhe shrugged and said, "I am pretending to be tired enough in front of others. Here I can recover myself."

He took over Zheng Haitang and must have imitated Zheng Haitang in the past, otherwise it would be easy to be seen through. Fortunately, they are all degenerate lifestyles and are easy to imitate.

Qi Lin ignored the two quarrels, looked at Smith, and asked, "You also saw it in your clothes?"

Smith shook his head and said, "I didn't know this through my clothes, but I've seen it in an ancient ruin."

Zhulan asked in surprise: "Relics? Are you not a mercenary?"

"I've escorted some archaeologists," Smith explained.

Everyone knows it.

Qi Lin tried to ask: "Do you still have an impression?"

"Wait a moment, I have some photos."

After saying that, Smith disappeared into the deep-sea restaurant.

Not long after, he came back, carrying the photos he mentioned in his hand. The pictures were some stone walls, and the engravings on them were the sirens totem.

Unlike the totem combinations arranged simply for the sake of good looks in Siren costumes, the totems in the photos are arranged according to some rules.

It's like a sentence, a passage.

Text is a communication tool, and it must be a set of rules. By analyzing this rule, you can interpret this text.

So a new question arises. How to analyze the rules? Are there any linguists here, and the only scientist is a botanist?

"Let me do it."

Chu said: "I have some talent in language."

She has continuously absorbed materials and transformed her body in the past ten days, and has improved her computing power to the level of a supercomputer, further amplifying her analytical ability as a superintelligent.

Siren once influenced human civilization in ancient times, and some existing human writing systems still retain some of the shadows of Siren totems.

After a lot of calculations and combined with the rules of various languages ​​around the world, the meaning of totem was analyzed.

[Once evolution begins, it cannot stop. As the evolution deepens, human nature will become weaker and in the end, only one person will be left behind. In my hometown, the person who is left behind is me, but when I become the only one, He comes, a huge black shadow, a terrifying nightmare...]

"Not?"

Everyone was stunned.

I always feel that the exciting part just arrived, but it ended up like this, making people unable to get up or down.

Chuhao said: "There are only the contents in the photos."

Zhu Lan complained: "Why did he leave so many adjectives?"

Generally, engravings pursue conciseness and meaning, because it takes a lot of effort to carve a word on a stone, which is better, with a bunch of adjectives.

However, no matter how much he complained, he still realized that this passage was not just a story, but a history and a memory of a person.

Most importantly, this may be a future prophecy.

Has evolution begun?

Now that animals around the world are awakening, this is undoubtedly an evolution.

Qi Lin also had this feeling, and he knew more about things than Juran, such as the huge crisis, so he also felt that the content of this article was related to the huge crisis.

Everyone looked at Smith, hoping that he would take out another photo.

Smith shrugged: "That's all, I just wanted to keep a souvenir."

Taking photos is his personal interest. He is not an archaeologist. He takes photos to be a souvenir. When he gets old, he will take them out and reminisce about his wonderful life, so that's all.

Qi Lin pondered: "Where is that ancient ruin?"

Smith said: "It's useless to go. That place has collapsed and it was blown up."

If it is an ordinary collapse, it can be dug out and blown up means someone deliberately destroys it.

There may be some complex, bizarre and unspeakable secrets hidden in this.

Qi Lin thought it was a pity and asked again: "Where is the archaeologist you escorted?"

Archaeologists must have recorded all the engravings. They are doing this business, and maybe they have retained some information.

However, the remains were bombed, and this matter is likely to involve certain secrets, and those archaeologists may not be able to preserve the information.

Smith said: "I'll try to contact him."

Qi Lin first said thank you, but felt that verbal thanks were not enough, and said, "If I could meet offline, I will give you some thank you."

As a mercenary who uses money to do business, Smith's eyes lit up and said, "Maybe we can have a private chat."

Upon hearing this, the first lord created another small round table not far away.

Qi Lin, Smith looked at each other, got up and walked to the small round table to have a secret conversation.

Although the people on the big round table could see Qi Lin and Smith's figure, they could not hear what they were saying.

“It’s getting more and more functional.”

Thinking about a month ago, there was nothing but a table here.

But now you can even order food. The taste and taste of those foods and wine is no different from that in reality.

In other words, except that this space is fake, everything else is the same as real.

...

Under the blue sky, the Foam Princess docked next to an isolated island. The island is full of green and covered with various tropical plants, but it is not the destination, and the real target is underwater.

The sirens came to the deck, and Yingying and Yanyan beside Qi Lin were driven away by the nobles and asked them to stay on the boat.

Of course, except Medulia.

Baite pointed to the sea, kept his posture in his arms, and whispered loudly: "Your Highness, please lead us to the King's Road! Let us admire the great moment of your ascension to the throne!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Lin clearly felt the gazes of the nobles behind him became more and more passionate than those beauties before.

And under the sea, there was a whimpering sound, which was the call of the sea monster Ali.
Chapter completed!