Chapter 1210: Chapter 1210

1210: Chapter 1196: Small Changes 1210: Chapter 1196: Small Changes The sign “Guests-arriving Inn” in Eastern Country’s characters hung on the right side of the large door of this four-story building.

Though he was in a foreign land, hearing the familiar “Hello, how many?

Please come in,” made Lu Ping’an feel as if he had returned to his hometown.

Actually, our ancestors among the Resuscitators tried to teach them our script, but later found out….”

When the ancestor jumped out of the coffin, he found that his descendants had not only lost touch with the culture but had also lost the script entirely.

Naturally, he was extremely upset, and after the anger, he tried to remedy it.

After all, script is the inheritance of culture and civilization.

Once a civilization loses its script, trying to forcibly pass it on is unrealistic.

those languages are useless.

Those ancient scripts are indeed easy to learn, but still, no one chooses to learn them because they are utterly useless.

Only a few old antiques have set up schools and pay people to learn, but once they leave school, all is forgotten.”

The long passage of time carries a frustrating magic; when ancient and modern people stand together and talk, even if it is the same script system, they are highly likely to not understand each other at all because of the changes in accents and vocabulary.

Is the most popular language the easiest and most convenient to learn and use?

No, for a long time, the languages that provide the most benefits after learning are the ones that become widely circulated…

or from another perspective, the languages of the powerful attract countless “weaker” people to learn voluntarily.

“I see, so that’s why you learned fluent Eastern Country’s language?”

Actually, I don’t really speak the Long Hand Clan’s language well, because at the nursery stage, everyone spoke Eastern Country’s language….”

As soon as these words were spoken, confirming their authenticity, Lu Ping’an wasn’t sure how to respond.

It seemed the degree of cultural assimilation was a bit outrageous…

Consider that although humans are sparse in this world, they indeed occupy a significant reality like a dream dragon crossing a river.

Commerce, military, diplomacy—when most people spoke Eastern Country’s language, the world’s mainstream language was subconsciously set… of course, the entertainment products like movies, novels, and comics massively replicated and sold by certain Chambers of Commerce also helped a lot.

Along the way, Lu Ping’an saw several people dressed as “Straw Hat Long Hand” and “Slim Goku,” in apparently outdated training outfits and straw vest, indicating that some cultural symbols from Earth had already integrated into their lifestyles.

Half an hour later, after having a meal of “authentic” Chinese food, Lu Ping’an felt rather peculiar.

Just like most dishes that undergo various alterations after leaving their origin, based on geographic environment, national culture, and people’s preferences, “authentic” often implies a harsh reality unrecognized even by one’s mother…

who knows what an Easterner feels when they see General Tso’s chicken.

Uh, probably similar to how Italians feel about pineapple pizza?

Saying it’s bad isn’t quite right, but saying it’s good is also hard to claim, overall, it’s just peculiar, peculiar.”

Most of the dishes were seafood, as fruits and vegetables are the most expensive on this planet, followed by livestock (mainly meat), while various seafood remains the cheapest.

Perhaps these sea people have stayed in the water too long, their tastes are a bit bland; the seafood dishes are mainly cooked with heavy use of oil and salt…

to the extent you can’t even taste the flavor of the fish itself.

After eating this clearly unhealthy meal, Lu Ping’an noticed “Zhao Zhaochuan” showing an envious expression.

It appeared that this “feast” costing less than one Eastern Country’s coin, even for him as a local, was not easily affordable.

Yes, Eastern Country’s coins, evidently more direct than cultural assimilation, were economically binding…

but since he hadn’t seen them come up with any Mercury Tokens or local Marks, Lu Ping’an felt they were probably still treated fairly.

Lu Ping’an asked around, and a pack animal cost about five Eastern Country’s coins, typically “coins” were used as trading chips, which was quite exaggerated.

“Is there a shortage of currency…”

Lu Ping’an quickly perceived the issue but chose not to try dealing with it…

After all, it involved everyone’s interests, relating to the local humans’ purchasing power over local resources.

If he meddled indiscriminately…

Uh, he wasn’t ready to become everyone’s enemy so quickly.

Feeling the sea breeze outside, full from the meal, and with an endless sea vista from the window, Lu Ping’an’s slightly anxious mood also calmed down.

It had already been so many years, a little while longer wouldn’t hurt…

[Congratulations to the Host for consuming ‘Deep Sea Dragon Cuisine’, your physique has been slightly enhanced.]

[Congratulations to the Host for consuming an unknown branch of Silver Lower-level Magic Plants, your physique has been slightly enhanced.]

Throughout the meal, his system notifications were popping up rapidly, as if they were bugged.

Lu Ping’an looked around and noticed that others didn’t order as much as he did, even though their ingredients were mostly the same.

“…has this place also entered the ‘Spiritual Qi Resurgence’ era?”

Heavenly materials and earthly treasures sprout everywhere, monsters, demons, and ghosts roam freely, ancient heroes accompany True Gods, and early-stage bosses are as common as dogs.

Lu Ping’an silently sipped his cup of green tea, which seemed to be an extract of some Magic Plant…

“Yes, the contamination level has already surpassed ‘Medium Magic,’ and if we compare it with past experiences, probably a mid to late stage of Green Planet.

But, there are too many heavenly materials and earthly treasures…”

Seeing the notification of ‘Slight Increase in Spiritual Power’ on his panel, Lu Ping’an nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed that the races here were accustomed to this kind of ‘Nutrition’.

Consuming it a second time left nothing but the desire for its taste, and for a newcomer like himself, there should still be an opportunity for some enhancement… How much he enhanced didn’t really matter to Lu Ping’an, but he was indeed curious about the weird tastes of various peculiar items.

“Zhi Xi said she’s interested too…”

“Tell her, there will be a chance.

I’ll buy a batch and let her wait.”

As long as she was busy with other things, she would not bother him.

After a hearty meal, Lu Ping’an, squinting his eyes, listened to the nostalgic old songs of the eighties played by the radio in the inn’s center while chatting sporadically with a young man in front of him…

Strangely, he felt as though he was back in his hometown.

This atmosphere also relaxed Zhao Zhaochuan a bit.

For some reason, even though the man in front of him was younger and more approachable than expected, being close to him still exuded an inexplicable pressure.

This type of atmosphere was convenient for telling and listening to stories, and from those legendary tales, Lu Ping’an heard about the current circumstances of some friends or acquaintances.

“The God of Breeding and Watchfulness (Long-handed Race), huh?

Indeed, he still ended up as the Casual Hookup Tree…”

“Black and White Evil, chaotic Killer Bear, harbinger of misfortune on the battlefield, a Death God who kills friends and foes alike—once he appears, one can unhesitatingly abandon their mission and face an unstoppable opponent…

Bear, you really lead an impressive life.”

His Talent Abilities were known far and wide; it seemed he really made a name for himself.

“The One-Eyed Marshal of Salvation Army…

she’s still alive, good, good.”

“Sword Saint of Thousand Hands, the one who cannot be pinned down…

well, although joining the Salvation Army is beyond criticism, it seems he’s doing quite well too; but at his age, how come he is still single…”

Lu Ping’an was somewhat relieved and relaxed.

She was outstanding in strength, but her personality was too “straightforward,” and he had always been worried that she might have suffered because of it.

Now, it seemed like she was mingling with his cheaper disciple, and she should be doing well… Her goal was self-improvement, and for a Sword Saint, the battlefield was the best place to test oneself.

One after another, the names of “human heroes,” familiar and unfamiliar, floated past his ears.

If Lu Ping’an was interested, he let him elaborate; if not, he simply skipped over them.

The magic of time was unabashedly displayed, some people’s limits were so high that Lu Ping’an couldn’t comprehend, but among all the names, there was still one that captured the most attention.

“Human World Saint, the non-violent among all races, the Saint who saves the world…

Brother Guan, what exactly did you do.”