A Panda's Martial Arts

For example, how long has he been locked up?

"Since you ate my food and asked me a question, let me ask you something too."

Throwing a few roasted whole lambs to the little mammoths who had long wanted to taste the meat, the panda turned its head and looked at the bald young man in a toga and sleeves in front of him.

"What year is it now? In the [-]s?"

"Huh?"

The bald young man was stunned for a moment, but he answered truthfully.

"Twenty what... I don't really understand what you are talking about, but if you ask about the year number, it is now Charlemagne's six years."

"what?"

The panda, who wanted to continue asking, choked.

He could understand the whole sentence, although the tone of the bald young man was a bit weird, but it was still the Indian language he had learned - but he couldn't understand the content.What is Charlemagne's 13 years?When did this strange year name start?

"Wait a minute, Charlemagne for six years? What about before Charlemagne?"

"Ah this..."

The bald young man hesitated. It was difficult for him to understand why the foreign race in front of him would be obsessed with the issue of the year name. After all, most foreign races don't care about the human calendar at all. They have always used their own methods to calculate time.

But this kind of thing is not a secret that must be kept. After all, this kind of thing is well known, even some alien races are clear about it.

"Before Charlemagne was the era of Mohankas, and that lord reigned for 15 years. As for earlier, it was the era of the Mad King, and the chronology is more chaotic..."

"No, you stop, you stop first."

The panda's head is a little dazed, these chaotic ways of dating are really too brain-intensive——

He has always been used to the relatively simple time calculation, such as starting from the first year of AD, and then descending by digit.

This method of using the ruler's year name as a recording method is really unaccustomed to him, not to mention that there is such a mad king... What age is it, how can someone still practice feudalism?

No, wait a minute, what year is it?

"I see through..."

Panda cursed out of the street on the spot, and he vaguely felt that he might have been imprisoned for longer than he imagined.

"By the way, do you bring your mobile phone? I will borrow your mobile phone and I will check things."

"cell phone?"

The bald young man stared blankly at the question.

"What's that?"

"Ok?"

The feeling of something wrong in the panda's heart became more and more obvious.

Although he was already a little psychologically prepared when he heard those strange year names, it was too...

This is not because he is hypocritical, but in his impression, a mobile phone is a necessity in life.

Even if the previous catastrophe changed the times, the use of this basic tool will always be passed down.

Do you really not know?Or is it that his pronunciation is ambiguous when he speaks?Or maybe that thing has a new name?

"How should I put it, something like a mobile phone has a screen first, and then you can touch the screen after clicking on it..."

The panda worked hard to organize the language. He didn't know how to describe this thing for a while after he hadn't touched a mobile phone for many years. He could only try his best to describe the shape and use of the mobile phone, trying to make the bald young man in front of him understand.

"Anyway, it's a portable communication device. You should have something similar on you, right?"

"Uh……"

The bald young man fell silent.

It's not that he didn't understand, but that he really understood. He not only understood what the black and white beast in front of him wanted to express, but also immediately found the corresponding thing from his memory.

It can only be excavated from the ruins, cherish ancient books.

Those ancient books are not today's papyrus or parchment, but like a black crystal, most of the ancient books were broken when they were excavated, and only a few intact ancient books have the value of recycling——

The elders of the sanctuary monastery can light up those crystals through secret methods, and then extract those rare knowledge from them.

Every piece of ancient book that can be lit means extremely high value, which means that it comes from the legacy of civilization before the catastrophe. Even as a Brahman monk, he has only been qualified to touch the ancient book once.But now it seems... there are other uses for that thing?

The alien race in front of me definitely came from before the catastrophe!

The bald youth made a judgment almost instantly.

That's right, only the existence before the catastrophe would be so familiar with the creations of these civilizations, and they could even regard these cherished antiques as something they are accustomed to——

Because the other party originally came from that long time ago, these are the daily necessities in the other party's daily life!

The hands hidden in the sleeves were trembling with excitement, but there was no abnormality on the face of the bald young man.

Being able to be selected as a Brahmin monk and graduate successfully, he can be regarded as an outstanding person for a while, and being able to hide his emotions and anger is the basic quality of a ruler.

It's just that he himself doesn't know whether his current mood is joy or something else.

This is his first contact with intelligent creatures that may have come from before the catastrophe, and it may even be the first time humans have come into contact with intelligent creatures from before the catastrophe.

If you can get help from the other party, even if you can help them translate some obscure languages ​​recorded in ancient books, it will be a huge help to them——

If it is more exaggerated, they may even use this to restore human civilization and return to that great and glorious age.

But the problem is stuck here, the identity of the other party is not human.

but alien...

Aliens are cruel, cunning, cruel, and kill on sight.Although the black and white alien in front of him doesn't look too aggressive, God knows if this is a deliberate disguise made by the other party.

As for taking it captive by force... the very thought itself is a sign of stupidity.You must know that this is a powerful being who has mastered power, and it is likely to be quite a powerful existence among powerful people.

Just look at those goat people who died all over the place to know this.The elite warrior group led by the mighty of the goat people, as well as a group of two-horned servants, the goat people spent their blood on this operation, and its scale is even enough to fight a decent war with some medium-sized shelters.

But the foreign race in front of him just pressed with one palm, and all the goat people's troops were crushed. And the powerful ones among the goat people were even torn off their legs immediately, without even having time to react.

If the other party starts a fight in the shelter...it may be an unimaginable disaster.

"hiss……"

Thinking of this, the bald youth secretly clenched his fists.

The belt must be brought back, after all, this is probably the only chance for human civilization to revive again.

But how to bring it back is a problem after all.You must know that the alien race in front of you is obviously not alone, there are also those six mammoths.

If he just returned to the shelter in such a blatant manner, those elders might think that he was raped by taking refuge in a foreign race.

We must find a way to balance, it is best to have the best of both worlds...

"Hello, hello?"

Just as the bald young man was thinking, a thick bear paw patted his shoulder.

"Wake up, I just borrowed a mobile phone, why are you so dazed?"

"This... ah..."

Glancing at the sharp giant claws that were close at hand, the bald young man, who was covered in cold sweat, tried hard to maintain a thoughtful expression on his face.

"That's the mobile phone. Where did I put my mobile phone just now... I just remembered that I didn't bring that thing out from the beginning. After all, it's a bit dangerous for me to come out this time. It's not good if I really lost it gone."

Taking a deep breath, the bald young man tried his best to put on a kind smile.

"But if you really need it, you can go back with me to find it."

That's right, I'll talk about it later, it's only reasonable to stabilize the powerful man of the alien race in front of him now--as for what to do after returning, there will be time to figure out a way on the way.

What's more, what if the alien race's attitude towards human beings is not hostile?After all, no one can tell what the relationship between alien races and humans was before the catastrophe.

It's just that the black and white beast in front of him didn't answer as he expected.

"If you don't have your phone, forget it."

The panda scratched its head, but didn't get too entangled in such trivial matters.

"You always have a map, right? A nearby map. You can't enter the mountain with your eyes closed, right?"

"This has."

The bald young man hesitated for a moment, then took out a parchment from his pocket and handed it over.

This is actually not very good, the map is already a bit of a secret.Although most alien races do not rely on maps to identify terrain, only Brahmin monks are qualified to hold this thing for a long time on the human side.

As for ordinary mercenary fighters... they can only get some simplified and inferior maps when performing missions, and they must turn in the maps after the mission is completed.

Of course, it's useless to say these things in the current situation.If he didn't give it, the other party could easily slap his head off, and then turn over the map from the corpse.

It's better to hand over the map directly.

What's more, he also felt that the black and white monster in front of him asked for the map, not trying to steal any human secrets.

It was more like wanting to confirm something.

"Well, it's right...it's right here too."

As if confirming the bald youth's guess, the panda nodded while flipping through the map.

But soon, the panda's face froze.

"wrong……"

Taking a closer look at what was marked on the map again, the panda's face turned pale instantly.

"No, no."

Looking up at the rolling mountains, and then looking down at the map in his hand, the panda shook his head again and again.

No, the things drawn on the map are completely wrong. You must know that when he and Rajput entered the mountain, he had seen the navigation anyway, and knew where he was——

But what is recorded on the map is not the case at all.He had the impression that he should be in the depths of the Himalayas, surrounded by land, but where did the sea on the map come from?

Why did the original whole piece of land become an island chain of five large islands?

"No, this..."

Thinking of a possible situation, the panda's scalp tingled for a while.

Although the surrounding mountains can indeed vaguely match the number in memory, but looking at it now... is he really still in India?