Chapter 2 Notes
"Wait a minute."
After flipping through several pages of notes, I finally found nothing.
Punctuation marks, words, sentences and paragraphs are things that are easy to detect. Due to the sensitivity developed in daily work, Yang Siming identified these things in his notes.
From this one step further, between words.
Certain extremely short but frequently occurring words began to come into focus.
Based on their location and number, Yang Siming had an instinctive premonition.
This thing.
——These words are very similar to short prepositions in modern English!
To put it simply, the same words as 'to', 'do' and 'of' exist in this otherworldly language.
"It's so consistent."
"Why are they so similar?"
Yang Siming's eyes became serious.
People who have studied different languages will basically have a very sensitive understanding of grammar.
He happens to be this kind of person who travels around the world all year round.
Then, a bold hypothesis began to emerge.
If he can travel from the earth to here, is it possible that the language of another world has some kind of connection with the earth
? Boom -
Suddenly, a powerful thunder roared directly above the mansion.
At the same time, Yang Siming was interrupted from thinking.
"Hmm?"
He instinctively looked out the window, and then his attention was completely attracted.
Right in front of you, a detail that you hadn't noticed before was sitting there.
Outside the window -
it was a rainy night sky, with lightning, thunder, wind and rain.
Although there were no strong winds to stir up the showers, the messy night wind still carried the rain and wreaked havoc on the earth.
However, less than one meter away from him, the scene that caught his eye was obviously contrary to common sense.
——There is not a drop of rain on the windows!
Anyone with a bit of common sense.
We all know that on a stormy night, rain will fall on the windows.
"Haha."
"It's getting more and more interesting."
Yang Siming couldn't help laughing when he found that it was completely inconsistent with his world view, but it was extremely consistent with the matter of time travel.
Mysterious power, this is definitely some kind of mysterious power!
Now that the existing methods cannot solve the problem, he absolutely welcomes this kind of thing that cannot be restrained by common sense.
What if this is my way out!
Yang Siming immediately stood up from the chair, loosened the window buckle, and then pushed the window open with force.
The rain curtain fell in front of me in a slightly messy manner, like fishing nets tangled together after fishing.
At the same time, gusts of wind filled with water vapor blew into the room all the time.
And it was such a mess of rainwater -
when they approached the house, they were all blocked two meters away by an invisible force.
Something invisible to the naked eye is preventing the raindrops from approaching the house!
This is the real reason why there is no rain on the windows.
Although it can be far-fetched to explain using scientific knowledge, such as the wind direction caused by special circumstances,
but at this time, it is too far-fetched.
"After all, we have traveled through time."
"When the guy named reality talks to you in declarative sentences, it's better to adapt as soon as possible."
Bang -
Yang Siming reached out and patted his forehead.
The touch of the cold palm made him sober up immediately.
Yang Siming was very excited.
He likes to deal with the unknown.
Traveling through his previous career of nearly thirty years, Yang Siming has always insisted on his job as a librarian.
Or book collector.
Although it sounds ordinary, his profession is obviously different from that of a normal librarian.
Ordinary librarians do not need to travel around the world for more than 300 days a year, nor do they need to be proficient in all kinds of weird and special skills.
The reason why Yang Siming needs this is because of the place where he works.
It’s called [World Digital Library].
A public welfare library that exists on the Internet.
The main content of his job is to travel around the world to preserve data records for the originals of various rare books in the world, and finally upload them to libraries for people to read.
Even before the work he was doing before -
or before he was buried to death in the underground ruins in the north of Hashemiya and traveled through time -
Yang Siming was recording precious ancient graphic and textual information in the newly discovered ruins to provide it to the world. Read by researchers or enthusiasts.
It's a pity that he died on the spot on Earth, and his friends who were very close to him must have said,
"Oh, what are you thinking about?"
Not wanting to let the pessimism affect him, Yang Siming simply stuck his head out of the window and looked around.
The villa was silent in the rainy night, with only the candlelight lighting up a window.
And with this only light, he stood by the window and tried his best to take in all the scenery into his eyes.
Through the view from the window, he confirmed that he was now on the second floor of the villa.
Looking from left to right, this villa has three floors.
The house I am in is located on the left side of the second floor. It should be an ordinary bedroom.
It was pretty much what he had guessed.
Under a reasonable productivity environment, the previous owner of this body lived a pretty good life, at least not like he had to worry about food and drink.
"Not bad."
Looking around to complete the observation, Yang Siming nodded with satisfaction.
The structure of the house is standard and there is nothing unusual in the house that can be seen at a glance.
As a homeowner in a different world, it feels good.
It would be even better if the soul of the original owner of the body appeared and could be used as fusion material for him.
Phew -
after the window was opened, the wind outside naturally began to flow in.
This made Yang Siming feel a chill.
"It's a bit cold."
He quickly walked to the closet and opened the door.
She is currently wearing a set of white pajamas, which she probably put on just before going to bed. For the sake of the next activities, he took out a pair of trousers and a shirt from the closet and changed into them.
It was this action that brought new discoveries to Yang Siming.
In addition to the clothes for daily wear, the owner of the wardrobe actually also preserved a set of flashy Western-style aristocratic clothes, full of the style of European court movies at the end of the last century.
Compared with those old furniture, this thing is definitely worth a lot of money!
After changing his clothes, Yang Siming finally searched the room.
There were very few useful items. Except for some scattered metal coins locked in the cabinet on the desk, I only found a bunch of copper keys. After I picked it up casually, there was nothing noteworthy in the room.
Let's go out of the room and take a look.
For such a big house, take advantage of the darkness to get a good feel for the terrain.
Being able to figure out the internal structure of the house first while avoiding people will definitely be beneficial to you without any harm.
Boom -
Another thunder, interrupting Yang Siming's movements when he pushed the door open.
The hand that opened the door froze in the air, motionless.
wrong!
I overlooked a very important thing!
[This book contains slightly suspenseful elements. If you encounter confusing plots, it is recommended to continue reading, or post chapter reviews or paragraph reviews for discussion. 】
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