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

Liu Jianjun's voice grew louder and louder:

"It means survival! It means irresistible temptation!"

"We don't need to conquer with guns and cannons every time."

Liu Jianjun turned around, looked at the room full of generals and experts, and spread his arms wide:

"We can trade a box of instant noodles for their precious magical herbs, a few stainless steel kitchen knives for rare ores, and a few rolls of antibiotics for their loyalty!"

"It's an unequal deal, but for them, it's a lifesaver."

"As long as we can maintain stable communication, that place called Fernwall Village can become our first outpost in this other world, followed by a supply point, or even our first..."

"A colony?" someone whispered.

"It's a base," Zhao Zhenguo coldly interrupted him.

Zhao Zhenguo stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a harsh sound.

He walked to the huge world map, turned his back to the crowd, and said in a calm voice:

"We are not Western powers; we do not do things that kill the goose that lays the golden eggs."

"What we want is cooperation and mutual benefit, to turn the people of that world into our friends and our comrades-in-arms in the fight against the monsters."

He turned around abruptly, his gaze sharp:

"However, the prerequisite is that we must be able to speak and understand what is being said."

"If you can't speak the language, nothing else matters. Misunderstandings can lead to conflict, and conflict can result in death."

Zhao Zhenguo looked at Sun Dehai:

"Old Sun, in the previous report, Lin Mo didn't go into detail about how he communicated. It might be because the situation was urgent, or it might be that he himself didn't understand it."

"tomorrow."

Zhao Zhenguo held up one finger:

"This is the first problem we need to solve at tomorrow morning's meeting. We need to figure out exactly how Lin Mo understood what we were talking about."

"If the system can translate, can we develop that capability? Can we create a universal translation device?"

"If this problem could be solved..."

Zhao Zhenguo looked at the frozen smiling face on the screen, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips:

"What we brought with us was not just guns and cannons, but also civilization."

"Meeting adjourned!"

The following morning, at the Great Wall Base.

Sunlight pierced through the thin mist, shining on the deep mountain valleys.

Inside the isolation ward, medical staff are conducting their final comprehensive ward rounds.

"Body temperature 36.5°C, heart rate 72 bpm, blood pressure normal."

A nurse put away the electronic thermometer and smiled at Lin Mo:

"All indicators are perfect."

Lin Mo sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his stiff neck, and let out a long breath.

"finally……"

He glanced at Long Fei and the others who were packing their backpacks beside him.

After a night's rest, the soldiers still looked a little tired, but their eyes had returned to normal.

"Everyone has it!"

Long Fei's steady and powerful voice rang out from outside the tent.

"Splash!"

All the special forces members stood up instantly, their movements perfectly synchronized.

"Get dressed! Destination: Conference Room One! Let's run!"

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

The sound of their orderly footsteps echoed on the concrete ground of the base. Lin Mo followed at the back of the group, adjusting his breathing and trying to keep up with the pace of these elite soldiers.

Ten minutes later.

The door to Conference Room One was pushed open.

Zhao Zhenguo, Sun Dehai, and all the core personnel who attended the meeting last night were already seated inside.

Seeing Long Fei lead the team in, Zhao Zhenguo nodded.

"sit."

There was no unnecessary small talk.

All team members quickly found their seats, sat down with their backs straight, placed their hands on their knees, and looked ahead.

Lin Mo sat next to Long Fei, a little reserved, but after two missions, his demeanor had become much more composed.

"Long Fei, first report on the battle," Zhao Zhenguo said.

Long Fei stood up, saluted, and began to review the situation.

His report was concise and precise, with every data point accurate to the last digit.

From encountering a goblin patrol, to ambushing them using the terrain, to running into the minotaurs, and finally retreating.

The whole process was similar to what everyone saw in the video last night.

Zhao Zhenguo listened quietly until Long Fei finished his report, at which point he nodded slightly.

"Very good. Sit down."

Zhao Zhenguo's gaze swept around and finally landed on Lin Mo.

His imposing aura made Lin Mo instinctively straighten his back.

"Lin Mo".

"Here!" Lin Mo stood up reflexively.

"There's a problem that's been bothering us for a long time last night."

Zhao Zhenguo leaned forward, crossed his hands on the table, and stared intently at Lin Mo:

"In our previous communications, you never mentioned the language barrier. But the truth is, we don't speak the same language; it seems only you can understand me!"

"What's going on?"

All eyes in the conference room instantly turned to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was taken aback.

He recalled how he had been too tired last night and had overlooked the details, as well as the panic he felt during his first mission.

He took a deep breath, and mimicking Long Fei, answered loudly:

"Reporting, sir! This was my oversight!"

"I was extremely nervous during my first mission, and I spent most of the time running for my life."

"After meeting Arya, she was the one doing most of the talking, and the system's translation subtitles would automatically appear in my head."

"At the time, I thought she would understand me as long as I spoke. It wasn't until this mission that I realized the system's translation is one-way!"

Lin Mo paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts:

"I can understand all their languages. However, when I speak Chinese, they can't understand the pronunciation."

"I have to use gestures, drawings, or mimicking certain actions to make simple expressions."

"During the last report, because there was so much information, and I... I was a bit flustered at the time, and I missed this crucial detail."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Zhenguo with some unease.

A soft sigh of relief filled the conference room.

Professor Sun Dehai slapped his thigh suddenly, looking as if he had just realized something.

"That's right! That's right!"

Sun Dehai said excitedly:

"One-way reception! This is a typical brainwave signal translation mechanism! The system directly converts the other person's language signals into concepts that you can understand and implants them into your auditory center."

Zhao Zhenguo raised his hand to signal Sun Dehai to be quiet, then looked at Lin Mo, his gaze softening slightly:

"Sit down. You're not a professional intelligence officer, that's not your fault."

"However, this information is very important to us."

Zhao Zhenguo turned to look at Long Fei:

"Captain Long, based on the information Lin Mo provided, what do you think we still need to improve in terms of equipment and personnel?"

Long Fei stood up, clearly having already made up his mind.

"Reporting to the General! The first priority is the weapons."

Long Fei pointed to the data comparison chart on the screen:

"The QBZ-191 performs very well against goblins; it's lightweight, accurate, and has a low failure rate. However, its firepower is clearly insufficient against heavily armored units like minotaurs."

"I suggest that, while maintaining the existing firepower of the squads, we should increase the configuration of heavy firepower."