Chapter 610

"She... ah, she..." Luo Qi pointed at the woman, exposing her to Du Zhengyi, "She... it's her..."

Du Zhengyi calmly looked at the woman a few steps away, as countless detection Magic spells were cast toward her by several people in the room. Du Zhengyi's own operations were among them; truth be told, his actions were as mindless as making a simple breakfast in the kitchen. After about the time it would take to slice three pieces of bread, Du Zhengyi turned his head and leisurely took over Luo Qi's words, "She... really is a beauty."

"What?" Luo Qi lowered his finger.

Several gazes were drawn over, but Du Zhengyi seemed not to notice, "Having been harassed once, I must at least confirm whether I've suffered a loss, right?"

"Huh?" After asking, Luo Qi suddenly understood, and for once, he blushed.

"Oh... damn..." On the other side, the clownfish was simultaneously contaminated once, "Luo Qi, keep your sense of shame to yourself and don't let it leak out; you are a source of mental pollution. How do they usually tolerate you?"

Luo Qi had found him an eyesore the entire way, "You are a receiver that amplifies signals yourself, yet you want to blame me? If you don't want to be interfered with, don't monitor me."

The clownfish was about to speak again, but Zhao Jiaozhu could no longer hold back; he stepped forward to block them, "Enough, you two. I ask you to be serious, do not blaspheme the Ancestor, and please show some respect for yourselves."

Since the leader had spoken, the clownfish turned his gaze away. Luo Qi whispered to Du Zhengyi, "Look at him, the clownfish, living to such an age only to end up like a dog."

Luo Qi turned to look at the woman; the woman who had appeared out of thin air waited quietly. She was even more beautiful than in Luo Qi's memory, perhaps because a silver holy light fell upon her, and she stood dignified among the crowd. She wore a floor-length gown, and a Mage's jewelry orbited her gently, like a planet circling a star. An exquisite decorative chain wound around the tips of her ears and the bridge of her nose, as if she were wearing a veil that did not exist. She was too dignified and too patient; Luo Qi suddenly understood that she was not real.

Not real meant she was not any kind of existence. Not a flesh-and-blood person, not a soul, not a fragment of consciousness; she was merely an image, like a human three-dimensional projection, only more lifelike.

She waited patiently until Du Zhengyi looked up at her, and she nodded slightly in understanding, which signified the start. Luo Qi remembered the day he first stepped onto this path with Du Zhengyi, when Du Zhengyi opened the elevator door of the Pendragon Orbital System without using Magic.

It was the first time the Mages had seen the Ancestor, and although those with sharper minds like Luo Qi had figured out she was not a real existence, many were still quite excited. Especially Zhao Jiaozhu, who couldn't wait to walk to the side of Du Zhengyi and Luo Qi, as if he were facing an ancestor's portrait, which was roughly equivalent to meeting the ancestor in person.

Luo Qi curled his lip in his heart; Du Zhengyi's attitude toward ancestors was much more casual. However, Luo Qi immediately thought that while other people's ancestors were hard to trace, Du Zhengyi's ancestor was truly not this one.

The hall was silent at this moment, everyone waiting for the Ancestor to speak. Luo Qi saw in Guan Xinyue's perspective that she was quietly pressing against Liu Ziyi's back; this perspective was too strange, as if Luo Qi himself were hugging Liu Ziyi. He couldn't help but let out an "Ah," and reflexively stepped back three paces in reality. Ah, he never expected that the girls would be so clingy with each other, and he never wanted to be so disrespectful to Liu Ziyi, but it scared him to death.

This change happened in a rush; others were far enough away to be fine, and Du Zhengyi was basically immune to his fuss, but Zhao Jiaozhu, who was both close to Luo Qi and confused about the situation, was like a frightened bird, shaking himself away by at least five steps following Luo Qi's movement.

The female Ancestor began to speak at this moment: "%&'&#%&%#..."

Zhao Jiaozhu almost suffered a sensory disorder, having to listen to the Ancestor's last words, judge what exactly had happened, and yet again guard against the danger that had caused Luo Qi to lose his composure.

Several sharp gazes were cast over, but fortunately, no one else rushed over; the Battle Mages of the Society had the focus to trust their own judgment. The few Mages brought by the Lotus Burner were not much worse than the Battle Mages, their minds highly alert, but they all remained steady and did not move. Zhao Jiaozhu was a bit confused for a moment, "What happened?"

Luo Qi restrained the expression on his face, disconnected his consciousness link with Guan Xinyue, and slowly walked back to Du Zhengyi's side. Anyway, as long as I am thick-skinned and have a famous reputation, it will always be interpreted as unfathomable. He didn't know how much awareness Zhao Jiaozhu had, but he had to praise Zhao Jiaozhu for truly having the demeanor of a leader; the minimum quality of being a leader is to have no shame. Zhao Jiaozhu looked left and right but didn't notice anything, his face neither red nor white, and he didn't take it to heart. But the atmosphere of the opening was completely shattered; this was certainly not the atmosphere of worship he had hoped to maintain.

In such an interlude, only two people did not look over. One was Du Zhengyi, who was listening intently to the Ancestor, and the other was the silent and gloomy clownfish, the latter of whom was already shrouded in clouds and mist, making it always difficult to see clearly.

The female Ancestor's demeanor was like a goddess, and Luo Qi couldn't understand a single word she said. After she finally finished a segment, which Luo Qi guessed was the opening remarks, she returned to silence.

"It's a bit like the Nuwa statue in the hall outside the teacher's office." Luo Qi whispered.

Du Zhengyi smiled slightly, "Who knows if it is or not?"

"Huh?" Luo Qi looked at Du Zhengyi in surprise, suddenly thinking that he couldn't say the Mage's statue was Nuwa; perhaps it was originally carved as the female Ancestor. He also couldn't say that the female Ancestor wasn't the Nuwa of human legend; the early ancestors of humanity must have seen her, from word of mouth to written records. Nuwa, wasn't she best at creating humans? "Can you all understand what she is saying?"

"I can only understand fragments of words, like speaking in a long-winded Spell, very obscure and difficult to understand," Du Zhengyi said.

Luo Qi thought for a moment and temporarily abandoned his disgust for the clownfish, "Uncle Yu, you want to listen to this? Can you understand it? Could you please translate it for us?"

The clownfish turned his head and looked at him with disgust, and Luo Qi gave him a shameless smile, not caring.

"No need to ask him," Du Zhengyi said, "I can't understand it, and he can understand it even less."

Luo Qi grinned and turned his head to wait for Du Zhengyi to handle the ready-made task. Du Zhengyi snapped his fingers, and the female Ancestor began to speak again. Luo Qi noticed that her mannerisms completely replicated the previous segment, but the language she spoke had changed.

But before Luo Qi could identify a few words, Du Zhengyi suddenly snapped his fingers again, and the female Ancestor started over once more. This time, among many incomprehensible pronunciations, Luo Qi clearly identified the structure of the language. Du Zhengyi changed it again; the pattern became clearer and clearer, and Luo Qi stared blankly at the woman. "Brother, why can you make her change? I initially thought she was speaking several different languages, but she is actually speaking the same language, right?"

"It's been tens of thousands of years; even the same language will constantly change, not to mention that ancient languages originally had several different sources," Du Zhengyi said in a low voice.

"The Ancestor... is calculating the way the language changes herself?" Luo Qi asked.

"I am telling this place which are incorrect calculations and which are attempts worth encouraging; she will correct herself," Du Zhengyi said.

"Who are you telling? Who are you talking to? Who is correcting?"

Du Zhengyi looked at him for a while, then glanced at the Lotus Burners who were staring at him intently, and he extended his index finger, pointing into the void.

Luo Qi thought of the Ghosts of the Society of Yajian, and thought of the countless souls legend said were used for Calculation. Just then, the female Ancestor's voice suddenly became clear; the pronunciation was still different from the present, and the grammar was slightly inconsistent, but it was no longer difficult for them to understand.

Luo Qi's attention was drawn over, and he straightened out the Ancestor's words in his heart.

"My descendants of later generations, since you have come here, I fear you have come to seek protection..."

Zhao Jiaozhu let out a long breath, and Luo Qi interjected at this moment, "That's not necessarily true; perhaps we came to clean up your mess."

Zhao Jiaozhu's face turned pale, barely restraining himself from tolerating Luo Qi.

(End of this chapter)