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Chapter 359 Language Translation Demon Hunter

Time passes slowly.

As Wang Zhifan drank half a cup of rice wine, he found himself seeming to be very intoxicated in the extremely relaxed and comfortable feeling.

But leisure is spiritual, and as far as the results of his current wandering thinking are concerned, it can be said that there has been no progress.

But Wang Zhifan didn't care about this minor failure. He just felt that he hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time. Since he couldn't think of anything, he just concentrated on drinking and treated it as a special trip out to kill time.

However, many things turned around quietly under such unintentional circumstances. He was drinking rice wine leisurely when he suddenly heard the noise in the tavern change, becoming intermittent and mixed with the Xia Guoyu he was very familiar with.

"That monster... dares to come..."

"Next time... let the Kingdom... catch him..."

"His eyes...disgusting...witch...bastard..."

……

These sounds that absolutely shouldn't appear here immediately caught his attention. He turned around to observe the source of the sounds and found that the beginning and end of the sounds were basically consistent with the conversation rhythm of those local drinkers, except for the lip shapes, as if someone had greatly lowered the volume of their words and then added incomplete translation voices.

"What's going on... Could it be that the Lord of the Universe badge actually has a language translation?"

After Wang Zhifan confirmed this situation, a flash of lightning suddenly passed through his mind and he had an instant enlightenment.

With some guesses in mind, he turned around and continued to drink his wine, pretending that those sudden fragments of Xia Guoyu did not exist.

After another minute or two, he heard the automatic translation voice coming from his ears becoming more and more complete. It was no longer intermittent as before, and even had a tone that matched the original voice at the end, so he knew at once that it was someone from another world speaking.

At this point, Wang Zhifan was completely certain of one thing, that is, the Badge of the Lord of the Universe really had the ability to translate languages!

However, this ability is not as amazing as in the copy, and it is not ready from the very beginning. It needs to spend some time after being exposed to a certain amount of local language samples before it can gradually crack and enable automatic translation!
"It turns out that I was too impatient last time and didn't create sufficient conditions for it to crack the language. I mistakenly thought it didn't have the ability to do so."

After understanding this, Wang Zhifan suddenly felt more relaxed. He drank the remaining rice wine at a faster pace and prepared to go outside to continue exploring. After the language problem was solved, it would be much easier for him to carry out his plan.

But before he stood up, the middle-aged white woman with a floral headscarf at the bar counter suddenly walked out of the counter and came to him, looking unfriendly.

"Stranger! I can no longer tolerate you! Please leave my tavern immediately!"

The middle-aged white woman spoke rudely to Wang Zhifan who was drinking, and pointed to the door.

Wang Zhifan immediately understood her words with the translation ability of the Lord of the Universe Badge. His face suddenly turned a little ugly, and he responded:

"why?"

The incompetent lady boss then looked at him with disdain and replied:
"Because you don't know basic etiquette! You actually drank the wine you brought in my bar! This is an insult to my personality! I don't welcome outsiders like you here!"

"It seems that language translation is a two-way process. What I said was also translated into a type that they could understand, and it is likely that some kind of force made them ignore the mismatch between the voice and the lip shape."

Facing the expulsion from the tavern proprietress, Wang Zhifan actually didn't care at all. He only paid attention to the completeness of the badge's translation ability. Then, he drank the remaining rice wine in the cup without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the wooden door of the tavern.

When he left, he could hear a burst of undisguised laughter coming from behind, which was the locals' contempt for him as an outsider.

"You ignorant stranger!"

"Good job!"

"May he be eaten alive by the fiercest griffin soon!"

……

"This is really a simple and honest folk custom... Can't they be more friendly to the guests? No wonder this village is not developing well."

After experiencing a bad episode, Wang Zhifan came to the muddy road outside the tavern. He couldn't help but complain that the people in this place were naturally hostile, but he didn't pay much attention to this aspect because he was in a good mood and could ignore it.

"Let me check if the text has been translated."

He then swept his eyes over the outer wall of the tavern and saw a rectangular wooden sign hanging on the wall with a line of unfamiliar letters written on it. But compared to when he first saw the sign, he had a special feeling, that is, he inexplicably knew the meaning of these unfamiliar letters: Red Nosed Tom's Tavern.

"There really is a text translation, which makes exploration much more convenient."

After understanding this information, Wang Zhifan turned around and walked towards the end of the village, where he could see a signpost on the side of the road. He planned to determine his next itinerary after reading the signpost.

But when he was about to leave the small village, he met the man he had met at the door of the tavern not long ago, a professional with distinctive appearance and two swords hanging on his back.

At this time, Wang Zhifan was walking on the road. He saw the tall man with long gray hair confronting three men who looked like farmers in front of a house.

Each of the three farmers held a long tool with four straight forks at the tip, which looked like a pitchfork.

"Monster! Don't even think about getting a single copper coin from us! We are not afraid of you!"

The leading farmer pointed his pitchfork at the professional in front of him and spoke with a fierce look on his face.

"I eliminated the water ghosts from the river for you. You should pay me. This is stipulated by the laws of the kingdom."

The tall professional with long gray hair, wearing silver-gray leather armor and a pair of amber vertical pupils immediately replied in a deep voice. At the same time, he stretched out a hand to grab the hilt of the sword behind him, making a gesture as if he might attack.

But the farmers who were determined to default on their debts didn't care what he said. One of them laughed and said:

"Hahaha! How dare you, a monster, mention the law! Recently the king's army is cleaning out you disgusting bastards! If you want to be burned to death, go find them for judgment!"

As soon as this person spoke, the face of the amber vertical-pupiled professional on the other side changed instantly. He seemed to know very well that the other party was telling the truth. A flash of anger and forbearance appeared on his face. Finally, he reluctantly put down his arm holding the hilt of the sword and turned away.

"Haha! See? These monsters are all cowards! We can just send them around at will! We don't have to pay for them at all!"

"Yes! It's better to let him die of exhaustion in the battle! That way he won't pollute our eyes!"

……

When the man chose to leave, he heard loud ridicule from the farmers holding pitchforks behind him, but he did not react any further. He endured it all silently and walked towards an old horse tied at the intersection at the end of the village.

Wang Zhifan watched the whole scene and couldn't help but have a strong sense of déjà vu, because the other party's image and experience were too similar to a fictional character he knew, as if they were cast in the same mold.

So, feeling very curious, he chose to follow quickly and greeted the tall man who silently endured all the insults.

"Hey! Wait! Are you the Witcher Jenot?!"

Wang Zhifan followed all the way to the exit of the village, and then asked the figure in front of him.

The other party had just noticed that someone was following him, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he quickly turned around and stopped, looking at Wang Zhifan with alert eyes. "I am indeed a demon hunter, but not the one you said."

The man's amber pupils glanced up and down at Wang Zhifan, as if he wanted to see through him completely.

"No? Then let me ask you, do you have a daughter with extraordinary talent?"

Wang Zhifan continued to ask without giving up.

"I don't have a daughter."

But the other party immediately shook his head.

"We demon hunters are infertile, so how can we have a daughter?"

The man looked at Wang Zhifan strangely, as if he was puzzled that this man would ask such a stupid question even though he knew he was a demon hunter.

"Really?... Then it seems I was overthinking..."

At this time, Wang Zhifan also reacted. Although the other party was very similar to the virtual existence in his memory in all aspects, it was just a resemblance after all, and the difference could still be seen from some details.

For example, this person does not have any corresponding scars on his face, and his temperament looks younger and less mature.

"Stranger, if you don't have anything else to do, I have to leave as soon as possible."

When the young man in front of him realized that he was not who he said he was, the witcher decided to take his leave and walked towards an old horse tied to a tree.

Wang Zhifan watched him untie the ropes of his mount, and became more and more certain that he was not the person he thought he was, because the horses that man rode were not so casual. They were all of relatively good breeds and had the same name.

Feeling that the other party was really going to ride away, Wang Zhifan thought for a moment and then said:

"Demon Hunter, I am currently in need of a guide. Can I hire you to take me to the nearest town?"

His words quickly received a response from the witcher who was already on his horse, but the other party did not accept his proposal.

"I'm sorry, we demon hunters are only good at killing monsters, and we are not suitable to be guides. But if you just want to go to the nearest town, just follow the direction I'm going. I'm about to go to Novi Town, which is the most prosperous city nearby."

After he finished speaking, he gently squeezed the horse's belly with his legs to let the horse start to move away and take him away, and set off on the road ahead.

"Novi Town? The road sign I just passed seemed to have this word written on it..."

Wang Zhifan compared the information he told him with what he had just obtained and concluded that he was not talking nonsense.

"Red Deer!"

Wang Zhifan, who was aroused by the desire to ride a horse, then summoned his beloved mount, ready to speed up and run ahead of the demon hunter to check out the situation in the city of this world and find out whether it was as hospitable as the village just now.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was riding his red deer horse and quickly overtaking the witcher next to him, the other party took the initiative to speak to him loudly.

"Outsider! Are you a wizard?!"

The demon hunter riding the old horse asked in a surprised tone, which made Wang Zhifan command the red deer horse to slow down and turn to look at him behind.

"I don't look like a wizard at all...what's with that look in your eyes?"

As a young man with a heroic and powerful image, Wang Zhifan immediately gave a rebuttal.

"Because you just used summoning magic! Only wizards have this ability!"

The demon hunter on horseback behind immediately replied, his eyes moving back and forth over the majestic red deer horse under Wang Zhifan's crotch. He seemed very surprised at how Wang Zhifan's horse looked so outstanding, far superior to the old horse he was riding.

"I'm not a wizard, believe it or not."

Wang Zhifan was speechless after hearing his reasons, and explained casually, then felt that this was an opportunity to get information, so he made a suggestion:
"How about we go to Novi Town together! As you can see, I'm a stranger and need a local to provide guidance."

"It is my pleasure, Your Excellency the Wizard."

This time, the demon hunter agreed immediately, and seemed to care a lot about the wizard identity that he believed Wang Zhifan possessed.

"But please make sure to disguise your identity. Novi Town may be conducting a witch hunt. It will be very dangerous if they find out."

He then added that he had completely believed in his heart that Wang Zhifan was a wizard.

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Although Wang Zhifan was speechless after hearing this, he still planned to take the opportunity to get closer to the other party.

"What's your name, demon hunter?"

"My name is Gate."

"Are you a wolf-faction witcher?"

"You are indeed a wizard. You can see this."

"You really don't have a daughter? One named Ciri or Ciri?"

"Really do not have……"

"Ahem...then could you please tell me about the situation in Novi Town and what the witch hunt is all about..."

Along the way, Wang Zhifan started chatting with this demon hunter with a very special appearance, and their relationship became more and more familiar.

Later, he took out some food and drinks from his personal space and shared them with the demon hunter who called himself Gate. The two of them ate to replenish their energy while riding on horseback.

At the same time, this ability to take things out of thin air made the other party believe that he was a wizard, and a relatively high-level one.

During this period, Wang Zhifan also deepened his understanding of the current world.

According to Gate, there are indeed supernatural powers in this world, and those powers were once quite powerful, like demigods.

But in the past hundred years, supernatural powers seem to have become increasingly weak due to the tide of magic. Not only has the quality continued to decline, but the overall number has also shrunk significantly.

This led to the kingdom's power that controlled steel and gunpowder dominating the world, and for some unclear reason, they began to persecute the minority that controlled supernatural powers, causing great turmoil in the supernatural world.

(End of this chapter)