"Mr. Blackbeard." Lance's voice suddenly increased tone: "Since I'm here to find you, I'm very sure you understand the meaning of this word."

The black beard's leaving figure suddenly froze.

Lance walked over slowly and patted his shoulder: "It was Jen Funi told me."

Blackbeard closed his eyes in pain, and soon, he looked around and said helplessly and indignantly: "What do you want to do? Damn woman, I finally forgot all this. The people here don't know my identity at all."

"I'm sorry to disturb your life, but since I'm here, I'm sure I won't return empty-handed." Lance said firmly: "And my request is not that excessive. I just need you to help me translate some of your Hani texts."

Blackbeard showed a strange look: "Are you sure this is not a high requirement?"

Lance frowned slightly: "Is there any problem?"

Blackbeard was silent for a while and smiled bitterly: "I can sense the powerful power in you. Since that damn woman Zhan Funi betrayed me, I can't continue to hide it. To be honest, I guess I have no room for rejection."

"Yes." Lance nodded: "But you have the right to offer. I have never been a stingy person."

Blackbeard shook his head and sighed: "Well, then I hope that after I finish this, I will have a black Martin drink every day—until the day I die, isn't that an overuse?"

"No problem." Lance agreed readily.

Black Martin is not expensive, and a crystal of ordinary color can be exchanged for more than ten cups.

Lance bloodied the Lizardman clan. Although he did not confiscate their wealth much, he took it easy and obtained a wealth with a very terrifying number.

Most of this wealth is mainly composed of ordinary crystals - this is the main currency in the underground world, which contains a small amount of magic power, which is worse than magic stones, but it is easier to use as currency in a society where humans and wizards play.

Lance took a little out of it and could pay Blackbeard's request.

...

In the east of Hehu Town, in a slum courtyard. Blackbeard pushed open the door and muttered a few words: "I can't believe that a big man like you will not have his own residence."

"This is my home. As you can see, it's simple, poor, and fucking unsafe."

Lance smiled and said, "It's okay, since the moment I stepped into your door, this is the safest place in Hehu Town."

Blackbeard shrugged, although he was suspicious of Lance's words. He was not so stupid as to show doubt.

Anyway, if you are a second-level wizard, it should be enough to deal with those gangsters.

“Before I start translating, can I take a look at the book you just mentioned?”

As soon as he entered the house, Blackbeard sat casually on a huge stone chair and asked.

Lance took out the original notebook directly.

Blackbeard took the notebook and flipped it a few times, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

He said hesitantly: "Mr. Lance. I'm afraid I may not be able to translate the notebook here..."

Lance frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on? Are you not a Hani? You don't know the text above."

"It seems that the woman Jenfuni is trying to trick you a lot." Blackbeard sighed and said, "Our Hani tribe is a very strange and tragic race. As a branch of the Holts, I actually sometimes suspect that I have not had a close blood relationship with the Holts."

"Say the point." Lance urged.

Blackbeard took a deep breath and said in fear: "If you want to translate Hani's words, you need something as a medium."

"So troublesome?" Lance suddenly thought of something and suddenly widened his eyes: "Can it be..."

"That's right." Blackbeard rolled up his sleeves with a wry smile: "I guess why Zhan Funi recommended me to you. Because I'm fucking fat enough!"

"Every page of Hani's words requires the blood of the Hani people as a medium to be translated! And writing is also written using the blood of the Hani people."

"There are so many words on this notebook. Maybe even if I put my blood dry, I may not be able to translate it."

Lance felt something was vaguely wrong in his heart.

The Hani tribe's text actually requires blood to translate? No wonder Zhan Funi held the notebook for so long and never got the contents.

It turns out that there is still a final level to deal with in the notebook.

"Wait... how many Hani people are there in Hehu Town? And who is Zhan Funi? Why does she know your existence?" Lance asked hurriedly.

Blackbeard looked at Lance in surprise: "There are no more than 100 Hani people in Hehu Town, but most Hani people will hide their identities, so except for a very small number of people, I don't know what kind of appearance the rest of them survive. As for Zhan Funi, they are also one of the three people I know about, the other two are her father and her little "qingren", the boy named Sort."

"Jan Funi himself is also a Hani tribe?" Lance's mind was spinning quickly, as if he had grabbed something.

"Yes. That damn lady, she can translate this notebook by herself, but she will hurt me." Blackbeard said angrily: "She has violated the oath of her ancestors. We promised not to betray each other. But she was the first to betray me."

"What else is there in your Hani people except for their weird writing?" Lance asked.

Blackbeard was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"Actually, it's okay to tell you. Since Zhan Funi has done this, there is no need for me to abide by the original agreement."

"We Hani people are actually a cursed race. We look almost exactly the same as the other Holts, but inside - deep in the blood. I know we are different from them."

In Blackbeard's low narrative, Lance gradually learned some amazing facts of the Hani race.

...

As a branch of the Holts, the Hani people were once very prosperous.

Later, due to some bizarre events, the entire race declined, so in the current underground world, it became a luxury to find a settlement of Hani people.

Every Hani people hide their names, trying to disguise themselves as an ordinary Holt, forgetting the curse that was deeply engraved in the depths of their bloodlines.

Yes, it's the curse.

Every Hani tribe will automatically receive different curses from the moment it is born. Blackbeard has never heard of any of the two Hani tribes having the same curses.

"Actually, it can be said to be a talent rather than a curse."

"It's just that some talent, if you can't control it, will turn into a disaster."

"My talent is [listen], listening to everything you can hear. You may think it's a cool talent - but in fact, this damn curse ruined my life. Since I woke up at the age of twenty, my life has been dark."

Blackbeard said to himself: "For example, now. Although I am sitting in this room, every word said by every creature in the river and lake town will automatically flow into my ears - disorderly and chaotic, and those sounds are like manic ants, desperately drilling into my ears. Can you imagine this feeling? I can't control those sounds, men's scoldings, women's calls to beds, the whine of the old man when he died, and the cry of the baby when he was born - day after day, I listen to these messy sounds every day, which makes my life a mess."

"This is my talent. It is also my curse. It is unique because I have no potential to become a wizard. So I can't learn to control this ability. Only Black Martin can relieve my pain - there is a certain stability and psychedelic component in this wine. It cannot confuse my mind, but it can calm my ears for a while."

"You just invited me to have a drink, so I can still control my emotions, otherwise I usually easily fall into a state of madness."

Lance smiled in silence, but he didn't expect that he would be lucky by chance.

But if you think about it carefully, this talent is really terrifying. If it is an uncontrollable listening ability, it will really develop into a disaster.

"This curse cannot be broken?" Lance asked.

Blackbeard frowned: "Who knows? Even if it is to be broken, it must be a very powerful wizard to do it, right? Anyway, we ordinary people have nothing to do."

Lance nodded thoughtfully.

He immediately asked, "Then the two people you mentioned, Soter and Jenfoni, are also Hani people, their talents - or curse?"

"Saut's talent is learning ability - he is a very knowledgeable guy. Although he is not a wizard, he knows more than a wizard in some aspects. His mind is very active, and it is precisely because of this extraordinary talent that he is very prone to insomnia. Once he starts to learn knowledge, his brain is extremely excited and cannot fall asleep at all. According to his insomnia, if he does not anesthetize himself with drugs and alcohol like me, he will be very prone to sudden death."

"As for Zhan Funi, the ability of this cunning woman is fusion. Her bloodline has very terrifying compatibility, so she uses this talent to transform herself into that look."

Lance asked in confusion: "Since it's a fusion, then this ability should be quite awesome, right?"

"No, I said it all. Since it is a curse, then there must be a negative side."

Blackbeard scratched her head: "I remember Zhan Funi once said that her fusion curse side is reflected in: every time she has a period of time, her body will actually be reorganized. All the bloodlines that had previously fusion disappeared, and she must reabsorb new bloodlines, otherwise she will not be able to satisfy the power of the curse and she will become a terrible monster."

"Reorganization?" Lance asked suddenly, "You mean..."

"Yes." Blackbeard nodded: "There are very few people who know this... That's Zhan Funi, who is actually a bitch who won't die!"
Chapter completed!