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Chapter 165

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Zhang Lin was preparing to tell the story of Old Dog Wu's love in the Miao Territory when an audience member suddenly asked a question.

Asking him if he could understand the inscription pictures released by the archaeological team?

Zhang Lin had no choice but to stop, took the mobile phone from the audience member, and looked at it carefully.

When he looked at the pictures, his expression didn't change at all.

The audience below also couldn't figure out whether he knew or didn't know.

Yin Nanfeng on the second floor saw this scene and very excitedly changed her posture, leaning on the wooden railing to size up Zhang Lin.

She casually asked Zhang Yueshan beside her: "Do you think he recognizes this inscription?"

Zhang Yueshan said coldly: "Don't you think he is omnipotent? I suppose he recognizes it."

Yin Nanfeng didn't pay attention to Zhang Yueshan's sarcasm and continued: "Anyway, I've already looked at that inscription just now, and I really don't know what is written on it."

"It looks very much like the language of some ethnic minority; you also know how many ethnic groups have perished in the history of the Xia Kingdom?"

"Many languages have long been submerged in the long river of history; if Mr. Zhang really understands it, that would indeed be a bit terrifying!"

Zhang Yueshan also narrowed his eyes and said: "If he knows everything, I become more and more suspicious of his identity and age."

"What kind of person can be so omniscient?"

Yin Nanfeng thought for a while and replied: "Either he was born knowing..."

"Or... he came from that era!"

Came from that era?!

It must be said that Yin Nanfeng's statement is very bold!

Even the Zhang family wouldn't dare to say they live as long as heaven; if this unknown storyteller even knows the inscriptions of the pre-Qin period.

Could it be that he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yueshan, who is always called an old immortal by Yin Nanfeng, couldn't help but shiver.

Immortality, never aging, never dying, is the pursuit of many people.

But if it were like him, having lived for so long, only then could one truly realize the horror of immortality!

At this time, the moment Zhang Lin on the stage saw the inscription, he was actually a bit confused.

Because he understood the content of this inscription, but it wasn't because he understood it by looking at the inscription, but because the matters recorded in the inscription were clearly mentioned in the original book!

So he could tell the meaning of the inscription.

But if the Archaeological Institute asked him to explain it word by word according to the inscription, then he would have no way.

After all, he really didn't recognize this kind of strange character!

Just at this moment, Zhang Lin suddenly heard the system sound in his mind.

"The host's storytelling points have reached one million, do you want to conduct a lucky draw?"

Has it accumulated one million storytelling points without knowing it?

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard it.

Then he was relieved; the Banshan Daoist's Kui Star Kicking the Dipper, teaching Celestial Master Zhang to kill the blood corpse in a rage, Chen Pi Ah Si hanging upside down in the Mirror Palace, and the Four Slaughtering of Huang Kui.

These various climaxes added together were enough to set off huge waves across the entire network!

This didn't even count the Snake-Eyed Copper Fish and the upcoming auction at the Crescent Hotel!

The collection of various storytelling-related events had already made Zhang Lin famous.

Naturally, more and more people were listening to his storytelling online!

This also allowed him to accumulate one million storytelling points in a short period of time, which could be used for a king-level lucky draw.

Zhang Lin didn't hesitate and said directly in his mind: "Lucky draw!"

Not long after, the system responded: "Congratulations to the host for consuming one million storytelling points to conduct a king-level lucky draw."

"The prizes drawn this time are: Proficiency in various languages and characters, Moon Gate Ancient Colorful Magic Soul, Faqiu Finger!"

Like the first lucky draw, this king-level lucky draw also had three rewards.

It's just that judging from the literal meaning, it seems the gold content of the second reward is not as good as the first one.

In the first lucky draw, Zhang Lin obtained the complete version of the Qilin bloodline, which doubled his physical fitness.

There was also the personal version of the Nine Deaths Shocking Tomb Armor, which made his defense reach a terrifying level.

The last item, the Xiaoling Leader's Small God Peak, was a sword in the sleeve, which could be used as a conventional weapon.

It could be said that all three rewards were what Zhang Lin needed very much.

But in this second reward, Zhang Lin couldn't understand why proficiency in various languages and characters could be listed in the prizes of the king-level lucky draw.

Until the system explained: "Host, various categories refer to various species such as humans, beasts, ghosts, corpses, etc."

"The host possesses this skill and can talk to all things in the world, and can even understand the language of plants."

"As for character proficiency, it is an addition on the basis of language."

"As long as it is a language that can produce characters, the host can understand it!"

Hearing this explanation, Zhang Lin was a bit excited!

Looking at it this way, it's no wonder this reward would be listed in the prize pool of the king-level lucky draw.

This is simply a skill that is once and for all, essential for archaeological research and tomb raiding!

No matter what kind of language is carved in the ancient tomb, as long as it is a character that has been formed on this planet, Zhang Lin can not only understand it, but also read and write it!

Even if he doesn't tell stories, just using this one skill, he could become a world-renowned linguist.

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