I started with a portal, then turned around and handed it over to the nation.

He changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over the villagers in the big house before returning to Lin Mo's face, his brows furrowing again.

"However, there is still a fatal problem."

Long Fei continued:

"We can't communicate effectively because of the language barrier. It's like the blind and deaf. Tactical coordination and intelligence gathering are completely out of the question."

"If the next mission is like this again, it will be very troublesome!"

He pulled a palm-sized black camera from a side pocket of his tactical vest and shoved it into Lin Mo's hand.

"This thing is shockproof and waterproof, you take it. Try to collect some written materials from here and record their language."

"Once we get back, we'll hand it over to Wang Hao and the others to analyze and decipher. We must establish a basic vocabulary database as soon as possible; otherwise, we'll always be outsiders here."

Lin Mo held the heavy camera, his palms burning slightly. He scratched his head awkwardly, looking at the enthusiastic but uncommunicative villagers in the room, feeling utterly helpless.

This task is much harder than fighting goblins.

His gaze swept across the crowd before finally settling on Arya.

She was whispering something to her mother, Mei, her eyes occasionally glancing curiously over.

It seems that the only way to break through is by working through her.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, picked up the camera, and walked towards Aria.

As soon as he moved, the Snow Wolf team members who were dozing against the wall in the corner opened their eyes a crack.

"Hey, look, he moved!" A teammate nudged the person next to him with his elbow.

"Our Tianmen core is going to carry out a special mission!" The person next to him immediately understood and chuckled in a low voice.

"I bet a pack of compressed biscuits that he'll be slinking back in ten minutes."

"His vision is too narrow. I bet he won't even be able to say the first word! Look at how red his face is!"

The team members lowered their voices and gossiped enthusiastically, finally finding some fun after a night of suppression.

Long Fei listened to the grumbling of these brats and glared at them as he turned around.

"You're all in high spirits, aren't you?" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chill. "The outer perimeter defense line is short-handed. Who wants to relieve the Tiger Brothers on their post?"

The commotion abruptly stopped.

Several team members instantly closed their eyes, tilted their heads, and emitted remarkably realistic snoring sounds, each one a better actor than the last.

Long Fei ignored them, his face darkened, and he gathered the core members of the team to review the mission.

On the other side, Arya was startled by Lin Mo suddenly walking up to her.

Lin Mo pointed to the camera in his hand, then to Aria, and finally to the outside.

Arya didn't understand, tilting her head with her big eyes full of confusion.

Seeing this, Lin Mo simply imitated Long Fei's actions from before, grabbed Aria's wrist, and ran outside.

Behind them, several team members who had been pretending to be asleep suddenly opened their eyes, silently exchanging winks and winks, their faces showing signs of having bumped into something.

Arya, her cheeks flushed, stumbled and ran out of the house as he pulled her along.

Once outside, Lin Mo released his hand and pointed to the tall totem pole at the village entrance, which was engraved with several curved symbols.

He pointed to those words, then to Arya's mouth, and finally raised the camera.

Now Arya understood.

She looked up at the familiar characters and read them aloud in a clear voice:

"Fern Wall Village"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he quickly aimed the camera at those words, recording Arya's lip movements and voice.

After recording, he gave Arya a thumbs up.

Then he pointed to the wooden houses in the distance, and then to Arya.

Arya didn't understand what he meant. Hesitantly, she pointed to herself, then to the direction of her home deep in the village, and asked in an uncertain tone:

"Are you going to my house?"

Lin Mo almost jumped up, then nodded hurriedly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Arya couldn't help but laugh at his appearance and happily led the way.

Soon, the two arrived at Arya's house.

The house was very clean and had a faint scent of herbs in the air; her parents were clearly still busy and hadn't returned yet.

Lin Mo's eyes quickly scanned the room, and when he saw a thick book made of animal hide on the wooden table, he paused for a moment.

He strode over, pointed at the book, and his eyes gleamed with the light of discovery.

Arya followed curiously and picked up the book that was all too familiar to her.

She looked at the ancient characters on the cover and read them aloud, word by word:

"A Brief History of Eresos"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

He never expected that his casual pointing would lead him to what might be key information in the history of this world!

He immediately turned on the camera, pointed the lens at the cover, and recorded himself translating it in Chinese in a low voice.

Then, he eagerly turned to the first page of the book and gestured for Arya to sit down.

Arya obediently sat down at the table, but as she watched Lin Mo open the book, point to the words on it, and look at the empty room, her face was filled with confusion.

She pointed to the book and asked, puzzled, "My parents aren't home. You dragged me back just so I could read history?"

The system's clear translation echoed in his mind, and Lin Mo's face instantly turned red to the roots of his ears.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He can't exactly say, "Hello, I'm a visitor from another world. To better plan my next move, I need to record your language as a sample for deciphering."

Even if Arya understood what he said, she would still think he was a madman or a demon.

"That...is...and it isn't..." Lin Mo struggled for a long time, only managing to utter a few indistinct syllables.

Arya's brow furrowed even more. Staring at Lin Mo's flushed face, she asked again, "You... can't understand me? Then what did your nodding mean just now?"

Lin Mo was completely at a loss, his mind was about to explode. Under Aria's increasingly confused gaze, he could only stiffly nod, and then quickly shake his head.

His helpless expression eased the wariness in Arya's eyes, replaced by a helpless and exasperated look.

"So what exactly are you trying to do?" She sighed, slowing her speech. "Is this book... important to you?"

Lin Mo felt like he had grasped a lifeline, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He pointed to the book "A Short History of Eresos," his expression unusually serious, and nodded heavily with all his might.

That posture seemed to say: Yes, it's very important, it's a matter of life and death!

Arya was taken aback by his solemn demeanor.

She re-examined the man before her, then glanced at the general history book on the table, a book that almost everyone in the village owned.

Could it be... that this book holds some secret she doesn't know? Or, for these warriors from another world, understanding their history is some kind of necessary task?

Countless possibilities flashed through the girl's mind in an instant.

Looking into Lin Mo's earnest and anxious eyes, she softened and finally gave in.

"Fine, fine, I just can't do anything with you..."

Arya pouted and reluctantly pulled the book closer to her, pointing her finger at the first line of text on the page.

"I'll read it, so listen carefully."

"Mmm-hmm!" Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly, and steadied the camera.

He adjusted the angle to ensure the camera could clearly capture every character on the page, while also including Arya's profile and lip movements.

Arya cleared her throat and began to read aloud to Lin Mo, word by word:

"In the beginning, the world awoke from chaos, and an ancient tree called Terra held up the sky and the earth..."

Her voice was clear and melodious, initially carrying a hint of emotion, but as she recited familiar history, it gradually became more focused and fluent.

Lin Mo was completely focused, holding the camera steadily while lowering his voice to quietly repeat the content translated by the system in Chinese, recording it as background audio.

The small wooden house was quiet, with only the girl's clear recitation and the rustling of turning pages. Lin Mo whispered to her from the side, his voice filled with focus.

This crucial language lesson began in this wonderful atmosphere.