Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 815: Pretending to be like the wind, always with me
I am indeed a sign language genius.
Lin Beichen was overjoyed, and took the black-skinned girl's success in finding the books as his credit.
The next thing to do is simple.
He tried to scan this rough-looking book with only a dozen pages with his Grim Reaper mobile phone, to see if he could generate a book-like app like he did when he cheated in the exam in the Third Junior College.
This is the most basic function of the Reaper phone.
As long as the app can be generated, once the app is running, you can master the words in it like practicing kung fu.
It is almost equivalent to a translator in disguise.
"Hey, it's done."
Facts have proved that Young Master Lin's brain is still very bright.
In the [Application Store] of Reaper's mobile phone, a new app has really been generated.
The name of this APP is [Planting and Cultivation of Crispy Fruit].
Exactly.
Little Heipi brought this rough and simple book, which is actually a rough guide to instruct the Baiyue tribe to plant brittle fruits. It is very simple, but the content in it also contains most of the Baiyue tribe. Word.
Using the [Planting and Cultivation of Crunchy Fruits] APP, he can at least understand the characters of the Baiyue tribe. Even if he can't pronounce them, he can understand them and write them.
The most basic communication can be carried out.
Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Lin Beichen curiously.
She is really interested in Lin Beichen.
It's not just because Lin Beichen saved her life, and it's not just because Lin Beichen's identity is very mysterious. The most important reason is...he's so handsome.
I am used to seeing the rough and bold men in my own tribe. This is the first time I saw Lin Beichen, a beautiful young man with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes. There was a slight ripple.
She stared at Lin Beichen and said a few words in succession.
Lin Beichen waved his hand with a smile, picked up a dead branch, and wrote a line on the ground——
"My name is Lin Beichen, what's your name?"
When Bai Xiaoxiao saw it, he was stunned on the spot.
It turns out that he knows the characters of the Baiyue tribe.
Why did you act like you couldn't communicate at all before that.
"Don't doubt, I just learned your tribal characters... I am not only a handsome man, but also a language genius."
As if seeing through Bai Xiaoxiao's doubts, Lin Beichen wrote another line on the ground.
Language genius?
A trace of suspicion appeared on Bai Xiaoxiao's delicate and beautiful oval face.
No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to go from a state of complete incomprehension in such a short period of time to self-teaching with just a reference book, right?
Bai Xiaoxiao kept asking questions.
Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "I can't pronounce, I can only read characters."
With such an explanation, Bai Xiaoxiao believed it a little.
She also picked up a branch and wrote on the ground: "My name is Bai Xiaoxiao...Why did Grandpa say your surname is Zhu?"
Is your surname Zhu?
Lin Beichen was stunned.
What the hell?
Why don't I know my surname is Zhu?
Could it be...
It was very pleasant to communicate with that old man before.
Lin Beichen began to doubt his life. How did the one-legged, one-eyed, one-armed old guy translate sign language? What did you say to someone?
He was about to write on the ground and continue to ask, when an unexpected change occurred.
All I could hear was a panicked noise from a farmland a hundred meters away, which was faintly mixed with the sound of mourning and crying.
Twenty or thirty tribesmen were alarmed and gathered around.
When Bai Xiaoxiao saw this scene, she seemed to realize something.
A look of deep worry flashed across the delicate face of the beautiful black-skinned girl. She didn't care about communicating with Lin Beichen anymore, dropped the branch, turned around in a panic and ran towards the farmland.
Lin Beichen was curious and followed behind.
When I got closer, I saw several middle-aged women in shabby sackcloth hugging the dry fruit trees under the green fruit trees in the farmland, crying sadly.
And the other tribal people next to them also looked worried.
It's a big deal for a fruit tree to wither.
Some people comforted these middle-aged women, and some people watched carefully around the dry green fruit tree, trying to find out the reason why the fruit tree was dry...
The soil of most of the farmland in the city is extremely special, and most crops cannot be grown. Only this emerald fruit tree can grow.
The seeds of this kind of fruit tree were found by the genius of the tribe back then, and now the saintess of the Ruins Realm, Bai Yunyun, found it for the Baiyue tribe from a very dangerous place.
Over the past few years, the Baiyue tribe has barely survived by relying on this kind of fruit that does not have high requirements for the fertility of the land.
Although the green fruit tastes bad, it can be grown, and the yield is not low, but it is easy to preserve. It has always been the main source of food for the Baiyue tribe to survive in such a difficult environment.
But I don't know why, for more than half a year, the green fruit trees in the city began to wither in patches. The patriarchs, elders, and witch doctors tried various methods, but it was difficult to reverse this terrible trend.
In order to survive, the Baiyue tribe had to take risks and plant green fruit trees under the mountains outside the city.
Although the planting survived, and high walls and stone statues were set up to protect the farmland, they were often destroyed by monsters in the wilderness. Several times when the fruit trees were ripe, before they could be picked, they were destroyed overnight by monsters. Months of painstaking efforts are tantamount to wasting.
In addition, during the process of planting, cultivating, and harvesting, there will also be dangers of being hunted and killed by monsters, which will lead to Bai Yue.
The population loss of the tribe is huge.
As a last resort, the tribe still focused their efforts on planting green fruit trees in the city, and selected more than 200 experienced tribesmen to take care of the green fruit trees day and night, hoping to prolong the life of the fruit trees... ...
But unexpectedly, no matter what method is used, large areas of emerald fruit trees are still withered and withered.
This afternoon, the green fruit trees in this farmland still seemed to be full of vitality, but in the blink of an eye, more than 30 fruit trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye...
The tribal women who took care of this farmland burst into tears in anxiety...
Confusion and sadness appeared on the faces of all the tribesmen.
Could it be that the great **** of the ruins world is abandoning the Baiyue tribe?
Why do green fruit trees die in patches?
"Aniang Mu, Aniang Qing, don't cry, I can't blame you, they are sick, there is no way..."
Bai Xiaoxiao's expression was gloomy, and she tightly pursed her little mouth.
She could only comfort the weeping women in vain while carefully observing the dead fruit trees.
But nothing was found.
Because these emerald fruit trees are the same as the previous signs, they look normal, there are no insects, no broken branches, the roots are intact, and there is no external damage, but they suddenly wither without warning... ...
The whole process is visible to the naked eye.
It's as if some terrible thing sucked away all the vitality in an instant in the dark.
What to do?
If this continues, once the emerald fruit trees in the city die, the Baiyue tribe will really be unable to survive and face the crisis of extinction.
The tribal people around looked sad and desperate.
At this time, Lin Beichen probably saw some clues.
He walked under the emerald fruit tree, and gently pressed his palm on the withered bark.
In the next moment, a strange look appeared on his face.
Huh?
The fruit tree is not actually dead.
There is still life.
He used the wood-type innate profound energy to investigate a little, and he could feel that deep in the roots of the fruit trees, there was a group of faint wood-type life force jumping and flickering.
What's going on?
Lin Beichen frowned, while continuing to investigate other withered green fruit trees with the innate profound energy of the wood system, while secretly pondering the reason for this situation.
After a while, he understood.
The opportunity to break into the tribe has come.
Coughing lightly and attracting everyone's attention, Lin Beichen came to Bai Xiaoxiao calmly, and wrote a line on the ground with a branch.
Pretentious like the wind, always with me.