Transcendent Dawn

　　 In the bathroom.

　　 Thulhu while taking a shower, call up the attribute bar:

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　　Name: [Thulhu Botley]

　　Occupation: [None]

　　Title:【0】

　　Title: [None]

　　 Strength: [1.5], Agility: [1.2], Constitution: [1.0], Spirit: [1.6]

　　 Skills: [Black Witchcraft – Corpse Princess LV1], [Maga Fighting LV4]

　　 Passive: [Common Heber LV3], [Basic Physics LV4], [Demon Hunting LV1], [ancient Heber language LV2]

　　XP: [70]

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　　 Not to mention the relic of the corpse, just the change in the attribute column, it is worthwhile that he has been soaked in the sewer these few days, and the smell on his body makes people avoid it.

　　 Alas, it makes me cry.

　　 I and Sean weren't very gregarious in college. Since they took over the job in the sewer, they have become more effective as a street tiger-three miles against the wind, which one is not to avoid?

　　 Thulhu itself is still a person who loves cleanliness, and at this time he almost washed himself out.

　　Rao is so. When I came to the library the next day, I still felt something strange on my body.

　　‘Maybe it’s an illusion! ’

　　 Thulhu came to the language area, took out a few large books, and sat down at a certain table.

　　 Immediately, he found that the area that was originally slightly crowded was cleared out, and several girls hurriedly got up and left.

　　‘Okay...at least the effect of occupying a seat is good! ’

　　 Thulhu laughed at himself, opened a large tome, and started the comparison.

　　 The golden dragons he harvested in the sewers are very ordinary. The diamond-shaped iron medals are ready to be studied later. Only a few leftover pages are the most worthy of serious treatment.

　　 But the above text is very unfamiliar and needs to be translated.

　　 The library of St. George's University is all-encompassing. He even found a few books introducing ancient Heber language here. Although it is very one-sided, it can be considered as a reference.

　　 At this time, I just have a try with hope.

　　 ""Ancient Language Studies"? No way!"

　　 ""On the Twenty-seven Variations of Hebrew"? Wrong!"

　　 "The relationship between island characters and mysterious symbols...Huh?"

　　 After spending more than an hour in the rustle of the pages, Thulhu happily found a certain picture in a book.

The text on 　　 is almost exactly the same as the text on the parchment.

　　 "...According to the author's observation and research, the language on the mysterious stone carvings on Walker Island comes from Old Ram...This language is very rare, and now only some tribal sacrifices in the tropical rain forest may survive."

　　 "Old Ram?"

　　 Thulhu is re-identified again. The snake-like text on the stone carving of the illustration is absolutely from the same source as the one on the parchment.

　　 But...

　　 The author just took a few photos, and there is no translation of Old Ram at all.

　　 Not only that, even though Thulhu searched the entire library, it did not find a document that studied Old Ram.

　　 "It's a small language after all..."

　　 Thulhu got up, returned the books one by one to their original positions, sighing a little.

　　 He was indeed very curious about the identity of the mysterious deceased. The other party was very likely to be an Extraordinaries, but silently died in the sewer, which was also a tragedy.

　　‘Who did he kill? What is the reason? ’

　　 Thulhu while thinking about it, while transcribing the Old Ram recorded from parchment on the paper, I am going to ask a linguistics professor for advice.

　　 Although there is no related literature in the large library, there may be some private collections at the professor's.

　　 "Huh? This is...Old Ram?"

　　 Just as Thulhu was concentrating on writing, a suspicious voice came from the side.

　　 "Molly?"

　　 Thulhu raised his head and saw a timid face, he couldn't help but wonder: "Have you learned ancient Chinese?"

　　 "Yes...because of my interest in ancient chinese, I have taken several ancient language courses. One of the professors mentioned Old Ram to us!"

　　 Molly lifted her glasses: "It is said that this language is inherited from a mysterious civilization in ancient times, with all kinds of incredible powers."

　　 This woman, actually took the initiative to talk to me?

　　 Thulhu feels something is wrong, after all, the other party was too late to run last time. Could it be because of the abuse of Godeslmore's syndrome?

　　 As if seeing his doubts, Molly explained immediately: "Sergeant Marilyn called me later, I know you are innocent... Sorry, I thought you... I thought you..."

　　 Her voice lowered again, as if she was too shy to speak.

　　 "Just solve the misunderstanding!"

　　Thulhu looked at the few characters I wrote: "Then can I trouble you, can I translate it for me?"

"Let me try……"

Molly stepped forward and took a closer look at the words above: "The professor just gave us a few examples with Old Ram. Because of the complexity of this kind of text, no one has used it for a long time... You Where did you get it from?"

　　 "On an ancient book..."

　　 Thulhu lied without blinking.

　　 Anyway, what he wrote was only one or two characters from the parchment. Even if he encountered someone who was proficient in ancient Chinese, he would definitely not be able to guess the context.

　　 "I only recognize one word-spirit!"

　　 Molly pointed to a twisted snake text: "This symbol in the ancient Ram civilization ~www.NovelMTL.com~ represents the meaning of soul, ghost, etc... As for the other two, sorry, I don't know!"

　　 "Thank you, you have helped me a lot!"

　　 Thulhu smiled and nodded, and he was surprised to recognize a word: "May I ask, the name of the professor who is proficient in Old Ram?"

　　 "It's a good friend of my mentor, Professor Alanis!" Molly replied happily.

　　 "It's her!"

　　 Thulhu immediately appeared in front of a mature intellectual woman.

　　 This Professor Alanice is a famous beauty in St. George's University. He is still single today. I don't know how many men are fascinated by it.

　　 Thulhu felt a sudden chill.

　　‘Death Extraordinaries used Old Ram, Molly just met, it was a bit of a coincidence... and the professor also got involved with her! ’

　　 At this point, Thulhu even regrets asking Molly these questions.

　　 He hasn't forgotten that he is still under the threat of the dark shadow. Before the arrival of Roald Botley, he should be more stubborn.

　　‘Life is once*, don’t die after a wave. ’

"Would you like me to ask Professor Alanis for you, or borrow a book from her to study Old Ram?" Molly did not know the thoughts in Thulhu and asked empathetically .

　　 "No! No need!"

　　 Thulhu immediately shook his head: "I only flip to a few characters occasionally, a bit curious, and not interested in further research!"

　　 He sullen his face, trying to show his indifference to this matter.

　　 As if feeling the atmosphere, Molly's smile was dull on her face: "I...I know."