fifth form

Chapter 3346 Shemale has a different path

Without the special area of ​​the Qin and Meng ruins, or by going to remote mountainous areas, many people would rarely have the concept of getting lost.

Modern maps and vehicles have made travel easier and shortened long journeys.

It can be said that modern travelers, with the help of transportation, almost all possess Zhang Xuezhou's flying skills, thus unafraid of high mountains and dangerous obstacles.

Geographical issues only become apparent when venturing into regions like Qinling and Mengxi.

In this world, the means of transportation is horses, and many people can only travel on foot, making the influence of the geographical environment particularly pronounced.

Heading to a well-known city is one thing; with repeated searching and asking for directions, one can eventually find their destination. But seeking opportunities in an unfamiliar environment is undoubtedly an incredibly difficult task.

This is also why Zhang Xuezhou and others were not optimistic about the outcome of the legion's attack.

When the new emperor mentioned the map, Zhang Xuezhou's eyes lit up.

But as the new emperor went to the main hall of Weiyang Palace and saw the map, the glimmer of light in his eyes quickly faded.

“Take a look. You’ve flown high in the sky before, so you should be able to read the map of Pilan!”

The new emperor unfurled a map made of cloth. The cloth was very new, and it was clear that the painter had imitated an old object to depict it.

The artist was probably completely bewildered when he tried to imitate it, and Zhang Xuezhou was just as confused when he saw it.

A normal map is nothing more than a combination of lines. The horizontal, vertical, diagonal, and diagonal strokes are easy to understand, and the general shape of mountains and rivers can be clearly seen. But the lines on this map are arcs or semicircles, which intertwine to resemble a maze.

"What did Pilan say?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

“This is how Pilan observed from above; look at this map of the palace she drew,” the new emperor said.

"Isn't this a bird's nest?"

When the new emperor took out another picture, Zhang Xuezhou initially thought it was a bird's nest that the new emperor had built for the little bird demon Sichen, never imagining that this was the palace in Pilan's eyes.

Like a nest of herbs, the palace in Bilan's painting is layered and looks almost unrelated to the palace itself.

"Weiyang Palace is here, this is Anle Palace, this is Changxin Palace, and Jiaofang Palace is here!"

The new emperor pointed to the palace map and indicated the directions.

Mountains and rivers are difficult to compare, but verifying the imperial palace map is not.

The new emperor initially doubted whether Bilan was just making things up, but after repeated tests, he realized that everything Bilan saw was exactly what was shown in the picture.

The perspective from high above is different from the normal viewpoint, and the observations of birds and humans are also different, which ultimately leads to the current situation.

“I bet a lot of people have studied this map, right?” Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Can't you crack it either?"

The new emperor nodded, indicating that he had indeed gathered many people to conduct research, but no one could transform the map of Pilan into a normal form that humans could see.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou was at a loss, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you think Kong Ning's understanding is a bit higher than that of Pi Lan?" the new emperor asked.

"It's hard to tell!"

Humans have their language, and birds have theirs. The new emperor is currently seeking a translator who is familiar with what birds see from high altitudes and also understands human vision before they can translate maps.

He pinned some of his hopes on Kong Ning, and had tried to contact Kong Ning quite a bit these days, but the results were not good, let alone asking Kong Ning to translate.

He really hoped that Zhang Xuezhou could persuade Kong Ning to help, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't refuse too much, taking the map and leaving.

From the mansion to the palace, and back again, Zhang Xuezhou and his group didn't spend much time; it was only just getting light.

"Can't a person get any sleep?"

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and knocked on the door. Dissatisfied voices came from inside the room, which prompted Zhang Xuezhou to lift the large urn in his right hand.

"Breakfast time!"

Zhang Xuezhou called out, and the door to the room was quickly opened, with Kong Ning's head popping out. "Why are you preparing breakfast today?" Kong Ning asked curiously, "What are we eating?"

“There are four well-cooked pig legs, each weighing about fifteen jin, a bear paw weighing about five jin, and ten jin of braised beef,” Zhang Xuezhou said, lifting up the large urn.

"Oh dear, I need to maintain my figure, so I can't eat that much in one meal!"

Kong Ning hesitated for a moment, but quickly reached out and took the large urn that Zhang Xuezhou was carrying.

“Take a look at this map for me. If you can help us understand it, I’ll treat you to a big meal when I get my hands on some dragon oil,” Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Map? Dragon oil?"

Kong Ning glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, then at the new emperor behind Zhang Xuezhou, before taking the bundle of cloth from Zhang Xuezhou's hand.

Kong Ning slowly unfurled the map, his brow furrowing.

"This map is drawn fairly well, how come you can't understand it?" Kong Ning asked doubtfully.

“We really don’t understand it,” Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head.

"You can't understand me... It's difficult for demons to learn human arts, and it's also difficult for humans to learn demon arts. You really shouldn't be able to understand me!"

Kong Ning was about to think that Zhang Xuezhou was trying to mess with him, but his mind quickly processed what was going on.

The arts of demons and humans are different, making it difficult for their arts to blend together. Furthermore, demons' understanding of graphic characters differs from that of humans. This also involves the different races of demons, whose languages ​​are completely different. It is only through transformation into humans that a more unified way of communication is achieved.

What may seem like just a map depicting the terrain can indeed create a generation gap.

Kong Ning finds it difficult to bridge this generation gap. She can understand the map of Pilan, but she has not been in human society for long. Apart from language communication, there are obstacles everywhere. At present, she can't even recognize all the characters on the gate plaque.

"I can understand it, but I don't have the ability to translate it into something you can understand!"

Kong Ning shrugged, indicating that he couldn't do such a thing right now.

“I had hoped to get some dragon oil from Erlang Zhenjun at Guankou and share it with you, but alas,” Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

"I'm really incompetent. I can't even understand your books, how could I possibly write or draw for you!"

Kong Ning is not proactive in other things, but he is very proactive when it comes to eating.

The dragon oil Zhang Xuezhou mentioned was interesting, but only somewhat interesting. Kong Ning, though tempted, could resist the urge. However, if the identity of the dragon oil's owner was to be specified, Kong Ning couldn't sit still.

She felt that the delicious food Zhang Xuezhou brought was starting to taste bland, and she couldn't help but feel an itch to eat it.

"Pity!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, then took the map and turned to leave.

"Aren't you going to say a few more words?" the new emperor asked.

"They don't know how, and they don't want to learn!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed in regret, and the new emperor couldn't help but sigh as well.

"I can learn it!"

Kong Ning, who was carrying a jar of meat, looked at the bamboo scrolls left behind by Gongsun Hong with a headache, his face turning red and white.

Learning Chinese characters is boring, learning to paint is even more boring, but eating dragon oil is very interesting.

Kong Ning's studies did not require her to be extremely knowledgeable; she only needed to study subjects such as geography and become familiar with human maps, which would enable her to translate maps.

"Let's talk about it after you've learned it!"

More than ten meters away, Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, clearly not paying much attention to Kong Ning's assurance.

"That damn Tolkien, he's sickly but still so arrogant. How did he get involved with Guanjiang Estuary? Erlang Shen has always been arrogant and disdainful of his father..."

Kong Ning couldn't understand how Zhang Xuezhou had gotten involved with Yang Jian and was even able to get Yang Jian's personal goods.

Kong Ning wasn't afraid that the thing was fake; if it was fake and she couldn't have it, it wasn't a problem. What she was afraid of was that the thing was real, which would be like an opportunity being offered to her but being turned away.