Alien space

The rising sun is so bright.

Unattainable, unattainable.

The leaves are slightly blown by the wind, and the light prints projected through the gap to the bottom are then shifted, enlarged and other transformations.

The sound of birdsong resounded in the canopy, primates wandered among the trees, and molluscs climbed.

A new day, the same day.

Chen Jianchu sat on a rock by the stream, looking sleepy.

The stream is trickling, and the stones in the water are covered with moss, which makes the water more emerald green.

"look."

Sheng Sheng fished out a handful of transparent balls from the water and put them into Chen Jianchu's hands.

Chen Jianchu looked down at the thing in his hand, it was very similar to a life ball, and it felt similar to it.

When he turned it around, he found some small slits in the ball, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was the eyes and mouth.

Said: "Water circle."

Chen Jianchu repeated expressionlessly: "Shuiyuan."

Nodding in relief: "This is its name, please read it a few more times."

He heard Chen Jianchu read it 58 times before he stopped.

In the few days since he came to this world, Chen Jianchu lived a boring and tasteless life, eating and falling asleep learning to speak.

Xu Shi focused on this matter, so Chen Jianchu's learning progress was fairly fast, and he could already understand some simple words and sentences.

"The stuff inside the water ball is salty and can be eaten, but it is generally used as a condiment, and other parts have toxins and cannot be eaten."

Speak eloquently.

Chen Jianchu's face was calm, but his eyes kept looking at Sheng.

At this time, the sound became clear, but he didn't understand it.

Shenghui will grab what Chen Jianchu doesn't understand and explain it endlessly until he understands it.

Sheng also picked up two branches from the ground and gave one to Chen Jianchu to let him write while talking.

Chen Jianchu never showed tiredness or the emotion of not wanting to learn, he was always silent and repeated.

So every time he called to stop and said to rest, he would rest.

Really boring, this man.

Sound thought so.

He often regretted agreeing to Yan to teach Chen Jianchu these things.

Chen Jianchu was still writing on the ground with a branch, when he suddenly heard the curly brown hair calling him.

He looked up, and the other party sat cross-legged on a rock and asked, "What's your name? I don't know yet."

Chen Jianchu couldn't answer this question.

He couldn't translate his own name in Salak.

Sheng Sheng saw his confusion, and was also annoyed at his own stupidity.

Seeing his drooping head, Chen Jianchu continued to write.

"Voice."

Chen Jianchu looked at him puzzled.

Pointing at himself, he said, "My name."

Chen Jianchu was indifferent.

"Sheng, my name." Sheng repeated, wrote down his name, pointed and said, "You write it down."

Chen Jianchu did so.

On the trees by the stream, the fruits hanging on the tops are very similar to sage, the calyx is like a lantern, the berries are hidden in the calyx, and the calyx is thin green.Under the light, the network veins covering the inner membrane of the calyx are clearly visible, and the berries inside are reflected. The combination of the three is crystal clear and full of vitality.

Its size is still somewhat different from that of the berry, just as it is about [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters wide, and its volume is more than doubled.

When Chen Jianchu was writing, he was idle and bored, so he typed this thing down with his supernatural power.

With a sound, he untied the thin green calyx bag, and took out a fruit from it to Chen Jianchu.

Chen Jianchu remembered.

The fruit was the same as the one the young man gave him that day.

"What's this called?"

It was the first time Sheng Sheng received a question from a frustrated teenager, and he was surprised.

"Summer fruit."

Curious: "You like this?"

Chen Jianchu shook his head.

He just wanted to know what it was called, as for the reason...

He didn't know it himself.

Chen Jianchu changed his pen and wrote the words 'Xia Zhiguo'.

This aroused a sound of curiosity.

"What word are you writing?"

"The text on my side."

"Written what?"

"Summer fruit."

The voice was very interested in an instant: "Then will you write my name?"

Chen Jianchu paused and wrote it out.

"It should be this word."

Sheng Sheng picked up the branch and copied it, and it could be seen that his mood improved a little.

"This is the first time I have seen the text of Split Space."

He was writing and talking.

"I haven't even been to other spaces, I really want to see it, but unfortunately I don't have the chance to go."

Chen Jianchu only understood a few words of his words.

The general idea is that he wants to go to a place, but unfortunately he can't.

Chen Jianchu didn't want to speak at first, but seeing Sheng Sheng's brown curly head hanging down, he was a little pitiful, so he said perfunctorily: "There will be a chance."

He laughed loudly, revealing two small canine teeth.

"Can I go to your space to play then?"

Chen Jianchu understood it this time, and he replied casually: "Yes."

He was very happy, and he said: "Then tell me your name, in your language, I want to know your name."

Chen Jianchu wrote down his name and read it to him verbatim.

Sheng Sheng copied his name next to his own. He drew a circle to frame the two names, pointed and said, "After exchanging names, we are friends."

childish.

Chen Jianchu pursed his lips. Under the condition of insufficient light, his dark brown eyes were like black tea, and he watched the sound quietly.

He didn't get a response, his voice was not angry, he just kept copying those four words.

"Do you want to see the beast?"

On the way back, Sheng suddenly asked Chen Jianchu.

Obviously, Chen Jianchu was not interested.

Even though he doesn't even know what a close beast is.

He was very interested in his voice, and he pulled Chen Jianchu: "Go, I will show you a lot of knowledge."

Chen Jianchu glanced at the hand holding his wrist, but said nothing.

The speed of the sound was so fast that Chen Jianchu was almost dragged away, and when he arrived at the destination, his hair was already messed up by the wind.

This area is a bit open, with few trees and overgrown grass. The grass reaches waist height. When the wind blows slightly, there will be a wave of green waves, which is too beautiful to behold.

He walked down the sea of ​​grass, and he stood in it, urging Chen Jianchu, who was above him, to come down.

Chen Jianchu looked around and walked down.

The two shuttled through the sea of ​​grass, and their movement caused a lot of insects hiding in the grass to fly away. If any birds came here, they would be able to fill their stomachs.

"Follow me."

Said loudly.

After finishing speaking, he ran forward. Chen Jianchu didn't really want to participate, so he walked slowly.

The sound ran to the finish line, but Chen Jianchu didn't even make it to half the distance.

Sheng didn't turn around to pull Chen Jianchu, but squatted into the grass instead.

When Chen Jianchu was feeling confused, a voice rang in his ear.

"Come here quickly, the beast is coming."

The voice was not shouted loudly, but softly and eagerly, as if he was talking beside him.

Chen Jianchu stared at the grass where Sheng was, and frowned slightly.

He walked quickly to the location of the sound, and as soon as he stood still, he was torn off by a force.

Sheng made a silent gesture, after which, he excitedly pushed aside the blades of grass in front of him and peeked outside.

Chen Jianchu looked up, and there was a short lawn in front of him, covering an area of ​​about 10,000+ square meters.

I never thought that there is a separate grassland in the forest.

A herd of white deer appeared on the horizon, with large and complicated horns in light blue color, which seemed to flow with light, with a graceful figure and a height of about six meters.

When they got closer, Chen Jianchu found that they had folded pure white wings on their backs.

Silver eyes looked around, looking out for danger.

"Pretty?"

Chen Jianchu looked back, the other party smiled at him, did not speak, but several words slipped into the ear canal.

"They're more beautiful when they're flying."

"Actually, I like kuns better, but it's a pity that it's hard to see them."

Sheng Sheng specially picked a few words that Chen Jianchu had learned to speak, so as to avoid playing the piano to Niu.

Sheng Sheng was unaware of the strange incident of his speaking out of thin air. Probably this is his ability, and everyone is used to it, so he ignored Chen Jianchu.

Probably when Chen Jianchu spoke, his voice would process the frequency of his voice so as not to scare away the beasts.

Chen Jianchu: "From here"

Having said that, he couldn't say any more.

He didn't know what to say to Hai.

Shengben was waiting for Chen Jianchu to finish speaking, but seeing that he was unable to speak because of insufficient vocabulary, he couldn't help laughing.

However, he forgot to mute it.

The laughter spread out, and the near-beasts grazing with their heads down were frightened, and they galloped one after another, spreading their pure wings, and flying high into the sky.

The sound was dumbfounded, but he quickly realized that he pulled Chen Jianchu to stand up, pointed at the sky and shouted: "Look! They are flying!"

The near beasts are soaring with their powerful and huge wings. Under the gentle light, they are almost snow-white and extremely holy.

Chen Jianchu looked up, watching the beast go away.

"Pity."

He sighed deeply, regretting his negligence.

"But at least we see how they fly, don't we?"

Under Sheng's gaze seeking approval, Chen Jianchu dealt with it rather coldly: "Yes."

Sheng Sheng had long accepted Chen Jianchu's reticence, so he didn't feel very unhappy.

He asked Chen Jianchu, "Do you want to eat grass rats?"

Chen Jianchu shook his head.

Said loudly: "It's delicious, don't you really want to try it?"

Chen Jianchu still shook his head.

He doesn't want to eat rats at all.

Seeing that he was really not interested, he didn't say any more.

The bonfire was lit, and the smoke was billowing.

Chen Jianchu held onto the branches to write and draw on the ground, reading the words silently.

The light from the fire is slightly warm, and the light prints reflected on the face change with the wind, and the life-weary and lifeless posture is hidden in the shadows.

"The sea, the gods, the beasts, the distance, the collapse."

Chen Jianchu stopped writing, looked up, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yan leaned over to visit, the two were very close, and Chen Jianchu's action drew the distance between them even more.

The young man's eyes were soft and gentle, and he smiled: "The handwriting is not bad."

This was the first time Chen Jianchu understood the meaning of what the young man said.

Yan took advantage of the opportunity and sat down next to Chen Jianchu, sitting on an equal footing, Yan was still quite a bit taller than him, somewhat oppressive.

"Yan, can I teach you well?"

It sounded like an invitation for credit.

Yan: "Of course."

A simple sentence will make the voice happy.

Voice: "Did you bring anything back?"

Yan handed Sheng a bag of things: "This time I only brought back some broken crystals, sorry to disappoint you."

Sheng was very happy: "Thank you Yan, I am not disappointed at all."

Chen Jianchu was still writing on the ground, their excitement had nothing to do with him, he was just an outsider.

"This bag is yours."

The calyx bag in his hand is bulging, and the broken crystals in the thin green membrane bag are shining brightly.

Chen Jianchu was slightly startled, looking at Yan's profile.

Said loudly, "I thought I was the only one who had it."

Yan knocked on his head and said, "He is younger than you."

He said in a low voice, "How do you know he is younger than me? Maybe he just looks younger. I'll ask him how old he is."

Chen Jianchu was still holding the bag of broken crystals, tracing the shape of the broken crystals with his hands.

He didn't know what to do with it.

The voice came over and said, "How old are you?"

Liu Ji.

Chen Jianchu raised his eyelids.

Liu Ji was among the words he learned at the beginning, and Sheng explained the meaning of this word to him at that time.

Liuji means the age of this world. The algorithm is quite complicated, and it is different from the modern algorithm of the earth. Chen Jianchu can't calculate the exact age, only approximate.

The first-class class is about three years old. Chen Jianchu estimated it, and none of them could match his age correctly and completely, so he had to choose the class that was closest to him.

"5 streams."

"Well, it's really younger than me, I'm the Sixth Ryuki."

Yan smiled softly. He took out the roasted grass rat from the campfire and handed it to Sheng and Chen Jianchu.

After Chen Jianchu took it, he silently stared at the charred weed rat.