Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

"It's a small matter." Lu Meng stepped forward to shake hands with the mechanic. He glanced at the young man and noticed that there was moisture in his hair that had not yet been wiped dry, and that his coat was buttoned properly, but the third button from the bottom was in the wrong place. He smiled secretly in his heart, but there was no need to expose him: "I should be the one who feels honored to have the legendary Wolf come out to meet me in person."

"...Yeah, yeah." Wolfe was obviously not used to such occasions, and muttered a little, "It's said to be a small matter, but what you did is not small... Please."

Lu Meng followed him into the laboratory. This was originally intended to be the chief's workplace, but since Wolfe took over, all of his daily needs, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, were taken care of in the laboratory, and he hardly took a step out. It was not easy to find another place to meet guests in such a hurry.

Besides, Wolfe didn't want others to know what he wanted to talk about.

It’s still safest in your own territory.

There should be a wide variety of samples. Lu Meng quickly scanned them one by one, then raised his eyebrows and turned to look in one direction: "What can I do for you, young lady?"

She was a girl with pigtails, holding a thick dictionary against her chest.

Lu Meng noticed her presence, but since he entered, he realized that her eyes were always on him.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the first time we met." He smiled.

"Uh, no... I mean, yes, Mr. Nobody." The girl's scrutiny was exposed, and she saluted in a panic, "I am Mr. Wolf's disciple, my name is..."

"Lu Dai, why are you still here?" Wolfe noticed the situation here and frowned. "Have you mastered the ancient Chinese words I asked you to memorize? Can you distinguish the different meanings of the four pronunciations of a pictographic character?"

"Teacher..." Lu Dai's head drooped instantly, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "Not yet."

Wolfe kept his word. Ever since he said he would check her progress in the ancient language course that day, he checked her progress to the utmost in the days that followed. As the chief mechanic of the Depression Lagoon, his requirements were naturally more stringent than those of an ordinary university lecturer at the end of the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you can become an apprentice under Wolff, then going to the Mechanic Headquarters for further studies is as easy as going through the beginner village with all the clearance sets. It is just a formality.

With "fear" of the teacher, Lu Dai subconsciously looked at Lu Meng again - if it was someone else visiting, Wolfe would not be interested at all, so she would decline on behalf of the teacher.

And if Wolfe was really interested in receiving someone, it would either be a meeting with a private friend or a high-level negotiation within the small circle of mechanics, and she, an apprentice, would not be needed to serve him.

However, this nameless person... doesn't seem to belong to any of the above categories.

Yes, as someone who possesses the Overwatch Silver Card, by the time they actually met, Lu Beiyou was of course known to the tech hunters and these stationed mechanics. Wolfe and Ludai had already confirmed each other's identities.

Although it was not necessary, the depression lagoon has also verified it by swiping a card.

When the screen showed Sequence 13, the symbol with silver light, the host and the onlookers couldn't help but get goose bumps.

This was originally the lowest ranking in the Overwatch sequence, even in the outer circle and not in the inner circle...but what he did could not be measured by this at all.

Even if they say that they don't care much about worldly achievements, once they break through a certain level, it's like a mountain looming before their eyes, and no amount of self-hypnosis or self-esteem can ignore it.

On the surface, it was the Black Claw who took over the Lowlands Lagoon, but those who knew the inside story knew clearly: it was he who was in control of this subversion.

If the Nameless One had not intervened, no one could imagine to what extent the struggle between the two sides would unfold and to what intensity it would reach. Sending the Inquisitor was just the last test. Once the contradiction was brought to the surface, it would probably be a protracted confrontation with rivers of blood and no dignity.

But now, the "test" has ended.

It's like two armies are fighting each other, you send out scouts to conduct reconnaissance, and end up directly capturing the enemy's camp. It shouldn't be too easy to win.

The Qin killed by Lu Beiyou was ranked 7th in the Watcher Sequence. Even in the entire history of Tech Hunters, he was considered to be among the best. The only Watchers alive today who could surpass him were probably the Sword Master and the one in the north of the continent… Although the Silver Card Sequence was not equivalent to strength, it could be used to assess the impact of a Watcher’s death.

For those who do these things.

How could Lu Dai not be interested?

not to mention……

"Teacher..." She looked at Wolfe, her voice getting lower and lower, but she still raised the book in her hand firmly and signaled the other party.

Wolfe was puzzled at first, but when he saw the dictionary that Lu Dai was holding, he understood. He thought about it and his brows relaxed: "That's right."

"Mr. Lu, if you don't mind, please let my disciple sit in on the class." The mechanic said slowly, "If nothing unexpected happens, I plan to let Lu Dai take over my mantle... There are some things that people don't want to mention again after they've said them once, and it's time to let her know clearly."

“About the language you know.”

The lost ancient prototype.

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Lu Dai heaved a sigh of relief: the reason why Wolfe was so cautious was not contrary to his previous attitude and principles. What this pure mechanic valued was indeed not what the unknown man did, but the knowledge he possessed in his mind.

Although he is arrogant by nature, he will still treat people who can really surpass him, even if it is just in a niche field, with respect and seek advice from them... Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to go so fast and so far on the path of a mechanic.

It's just that there are very few people who deserve Wolfe's treatment.

The attainments that the Nameless Man showed in that little poem and his mastery of ancient language made Lu Dai look up to him. Naturally, she could not miss his communication with his teacher. As a mechanic's apprentice, she also had a desire to learn and ask questions... However, when she heard the second half of Wolfe's sentence, Lu Dai was stunned.

Although she had received the tacit approval of most of the mechanics in the city, it was the first time that Wolfe mentioned publicly and in front of her that he would train her as his successor... Before Ludai had time to feel surprised at being valued and favored by his teacher, she was already overwhelmed by the heaviness of his words.

how?

It's just an academic exchange, but it's made to sound like a trusteeship of an orphan.

For the first time, Lu Dai realized that the reason why his teacher attached so much importance to ancient language and its prototypes was probably not simply because it was the basis of all interpretation and research, but there were deeper reasons behind it.

So much so that Wolff did not call the other mechanics together, and he was even reluctant to mention the matter during the previous meeting.

"Of course." Lu Meng nodded to the teacher and student, and sat down under their guidance. "It seems that you have received my letter... Mr. Wolfe is very busy with academics. In order to attract your attention, I had to use some eye-catching methods."

No matter what secrets the establishment of the Mechanics organization has in real history.

For those individuals who are truly working hard to revive civilization and decipher lost technology.

Lu Meng still respects him very much.

Compared to other forces on this continent that are fighting for power, deceiving each other and attacking each other, the existence of such a group of people can indeed be regarded as a clear stream... Of course, it can also be called a mudslide.

"No need to say that. I admire your ingenuity." Wolfe shook his head. "I won't say any more. Since you mentioned that little poem, you should be able to guess my question..." The mechanic looked directly into the eyes of the white-haired young man: "'When and where did you learn this language'?"

"'Since I was a kid,'" Lu Meng said frankly, "'People in my hometown say that.'"

"'Don't you dare tease me.'"

"'Absolutely true.'"

"'Embed' what..."

Lu Dai's eyes widened, his gaze shifting back and forth between the teacher and the nameless man, staring at their mouth shapes while trying to identify them with his ears.

It turned out that every syllable was familiar, with a sense of intonation, but when they were put together she couldn't understand it.

They are communicating in an ancient language.

Moreover, it was not the ancient common language, but the ancient proto-language used for writing on letters.

"This, that... uh." In the end, Wolfe was defeated. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "You are indeed more skilled than me."

Lu Meng took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

Such a victory or defeat.

He has no sense of accomplishment.

But in this way, Wolfe could confirm that he did master one of the ancient prototypes, rather than simply picking up a few words from somewhere.

However, this made the mechanic even more confused.

To be able to be proficient to this level.

Could it be that he had really seen...

"Mr. Lu, let me confirm it again." Wolfe said almost word by word, "Is this really your native dialect?"

The so-called mother tongue.

"It is absolutely true." This time he used the Common Tongue.

After the "translation", Lu Dai also understood and looked at Lu Meng in surprise.

Wolfe frowned.

So far, the first recorded village in human history after the Second Empire is located in the Dark Finger in the far north of the continent, so it is also called the "First Village" by the mechanics.

But that place has now been occupied by one of the rampant and spreading painted tribes, and the villagers have either died at the hands of cannibals or have been forced to eat meat and transform into their own kind.

There was not a single survivor.

Lu Beiyou’s life experience remains a mystery. Some people have secretly investigated but to no avail. It is generally acknowledged that he made his fortune in the hub station... Could it be that his hometown is the already destroyed First Village?

But even in the first village, they only retained more memories about the Skeleton Empire, and used the ancient common language in daily conversations.

It has no direct relationship with the language the other party knows.

——He is lying.

Wolfe came to this conclusion.

However, he did not point it out. It was normal for Lu Beiyou to hide something, but the young mechanic began to feel a little tricky.

Wolfe is really not very good at this kind of situation.

"Teacher, you invited Mr. Lu here for no other reason than to ask him to come here. But why do you care so much about the origin of this language?" Just when the air was a little stagnant, Lu Dai spoke up to break the deadlock, "It's not important, is it?"

Lu Meng looked at her with interest.

"You don't understand." Wolfe was somewhat grateful for his disciple's help, but he insisted, "Remember I mentioned my senior brother at the end of the world?"

Ludai nodded.

According to the teacher, it was the other party who deciphered the common vocabulary and pronunciation of this prototype language from the ancient common language, and Wolf also learned one-tenth or one-twelfth of them from his senior brother.

Judging from the achievements.

The other party is undoubtedly a genius no less than Wolfe.

However, the final outcome was that he was expelled from school, kicked out of the ranks of mechanics, and after leaving the end of the world, he remains unknown to this day.

Life and death do not know.

In the past, Lu Dai had been very curious, but because she could read the teacher's attitude, she never dared to bring it up.

"His name is Savante, and he's the most talented person I've ever met." Wolfe admitted this rarely. "Have you heard of him, Mr. Lu?"

"No."

"But have you ever heard of his other name? It was given to himself after he interpreted his findings. It is one of the many names used to refer to ancient researchers..." Wolfe insisted.
"It's called 'Scholar'."

"Mr. Lu, Lu Dai... This is the first time I tell others that this kind of writing is not just a lost language." The mechanic took out the letter that Lu Meng had written earlier, spread it out solemnly, and pointed at the handwriting on it: "Based on my senior brother's research results, it is very likely that it is the basic language that the ancient civilization gave the skeletons with high intelligence and emotional logic."

(End of this chapter)