"Oh, judging from the situation, the management here is quite good"
The internal energy reserve of the miniature reconnaissance robot is limited, and it needs to be recharged after the action.
Taking advantage of the charging time, Luo Ji and Ye Qingxuan reflected on the information he had collected.
After learning the information, Ye Qingxuan was a little surprised.
Putting aside the level of combat power, under normal circumstances, a civilization whose development level is only at the level of the Middle Ages generally has shortcomings in a series of fields including productivity.
?They often have to face food shortages, various diseases, and even natural disasters.
Taking this as a premise, it is not easy to make the people feel happy, and even the happiness on their faces is almost visible to the naked eye.
It can even be said to be 'remarkable' to be able to do this.
At the same time, judging from Luo Ji's description of the auditorium, there seems to be a 'religious' element in this civilization.
This also caused Ye Qingxuan to fall into a short thought.
Of course, due to limited information, Ye Qingxuan is still not completely sure about this issue.
And just as Ye Qingxuan was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside her room door, and Ye Qingxuan quickly stopped talking when she heard the movement.
It didn't take long for a guard to appear outside the door and open the door, and then a middle-aged man with blond hair walked in.
This middle-aged man was also wearing a white robe. After entering, the other party briefly looked at Ye Qingxuan, and then began to speak.
This time, Ye Qingxuan once again noticed that the other party should have changed several languages.
Judging from the current situation, the other party should have found those tribesmen who have mastered multiple languages ??at the same time to try to establish communication with them.
But unfortunately, Ye Qingxuan still didn't understand half a word.
In the end, I could only gesture with my hands to convey this meaning to the other party.
The other party saw him and nodded, just like the old man in front, he stopped talking and turned to leave.
A few seconds later, Ye Qingxuan heard the door of the cell next door being opened.
It seems that the other party intends to try one by one.
But the result is needless to say at all.
If they don't understand, they don't understand, and they don't even need to pretend.
Among the crowd, it was Luo Ji who had heard some clues.
However, it was not that he understood the meaning expressed in the other party's words, but because he noticed that compared with the old man before, this middle-aged man lacked one language, but added a new language.
Faced with a completely unfamiliar language, under normal circumstances, it is actually very difficult to memorize it effectively, especially when the other party has not repeated the expression with them, and it has been a long time. for a period of time.
But Luo Ji is different. When the other party is speaking, his individual mastermind can directly record the content of the other party's words exactly, and compare them quickly when necessary.
Relying on this ability, Luo Ji discovered that the language spoken by this middle-aged man had an accent that was completely different from before.
Although it is not ruled out that it may be the problem of individual accents, but even so, this special race has shown them no less than nine languages.
The number of languages ??mastered by this special race in front of him really surprised him a little.
Before the other party left the cell he was in, Luo Ji saw the opportunity and quickly released a miniature reconnaissance robot, which followed silently.
He has some miniature reconnaissance robots that are specially reserved in his hands so that he can mobilize them at any time when needed.
Leaving the confession room, the blond man in a white robe walked unhurriedly into a room located deep in the courtyard.
Unlike those confessional rooms, this room should be similar to the office of the person in charge here.
There were two guards standing at the door, and at the desk in the room, a man with a pair of majestic wings behind him was sitting there, flipping through the documents in front of him.
Holding a feather pen made of unknown animal feathers in his hand, dipped in ink from time to time to write.
The guard outside the door obviously recognized the blond man, and at the same time, the blond man was of good status.
When seeing the other party walk byAfter arriving, the two guards saluted each other respectfully.
In this regard, the blond man walked into the office without any hindrance after nodding at the two guards.
The man sitting at the desk undoubtedly heard the movement.
He put down the quill in his hand, and looked at the blond man who had walked to his desk.
"Director Boll, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you."
It seems that the other party did not bring him good news.
This situation made the man known as 'Director Boer' couldn't help but sigh.
His full name is Henry Boll, and he is the director here.
"Thank you for your hard work, Father, send my regards to His Excellency the Bishop."
After signaling the guards to escort the priest back, Director Boer soon felt a headache because of the presence of Ye Qingxuan and others.
"Harold, you have really caused me trouble. Can't you let your warship land in the neighboring Xilin City? It's not me who has such a headache."
Amid Director Bor's complaints, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with flaxen hair, still wearing a military uniform, came out of it.
"There are no priests who know so many languages ??in Xilin City, my friend."
"Harold, you have to make it clear that my place is a confessional, not a shelter. These human beings should not be sent to me anywhere!"
"It wasn't me who sent those humans here, Henry, it was your lord bishop, and your lord bishop made it clear that he didn't want to care about this matter."
As soon as the bishop was mentioned, Henry Bole obviously had a headache.
Looking at his friend who had a headache, Harold couldn't help asking in a low voice
"I heard that Your Excellency the bishop made a mistake in the high priest of the holy city, so he was demoted? I guess his mind is full of how to go back to the holy city, but he is not interested in staying in this remote place far away from the holy city." The city manages these humans."
When Harold said this, Henry Boll was obviously taken aback. He quickly glanced at the people in the closed office, and subconsciously lowered his voice
"My lord, Harold, the bishop who was transferred from the holy city has not been in a good temper recently. If your words reach his ears, you will be in big trouble!"
Speaking of the latter, it seemed that he was worried that Harold hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, so Henry Ball immediately added another sentence
"Don't think that if you are from the military, he will have nothing to do with you. You have made a mistake in such an important priest of the holy city, and you can still come here to be a bishop. Just think about who is behind him!"
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