Chapter 113 Life Forbidden Zone 12

The next day, the sky was bright.

The local villagers started working early, and Jiang Ran and others felt embarrassed to sleep in, so they got up early as well.

Murati had gone out to herd sheep, while Gulandam and her husband stayed home to entertain the guests. They warmly ushered everyone into the main hall, where they had morning tea and admired a painting passed down through their ancestors.

Fu Bo and the others did not understand the local dialect. After having their morning tea, they began to curiously look at the paintings that they regarded as treasures and showed off.

It was a double portrait depicting two women herding sheep.

"Hey, look!"

Fu Bo discovered something: "Doesn't the person on the left in the portrait look a bit like Jiang Ran?"

Zeng Pei also took a look and said: "They are very similar, not only in appearance, but also in demeanor..."

As she spoke, she kept turning her head to compare the frozen portrait with the people around her. After a while, she finally nodded affirmatively, "It really is a likeness."

Everyone was a little excited for a moment and wanted to share their new discovery with Jiang Ran, the person involved. However, Jiang Ran was chatting with the two hosts. They all looked very focused. Gulandam even started dancing. It was not convenient for everyone to interrupt them for a while, so they had to continue talking in a low voice.

“This should be their ancestor, right?”

"It's possible. Otherwise, why would it be hung in the main hall?"

Fu Bo suddenly realized, "No wonder Gulandam was so enthusiastic about Jiang Ran yesterday and ignored us. It turns out it's because Jiang Ran looks like their ancestor!"

“That makes sense!”

"Maybe Jiang Ran and they are from the same clan, but one branch stayed here, and the other went to the interstellar space?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right?" Zeng Pei thought about it and still felt something was wrong. "Didn't the entire clan stay here? Where did the other branch come from?"

"Perhaps someone secretly escaped and participated in the immigration?" Fu Bo remained certain of his guess. "There are many possibilities."

"You can't say that,"

Xu Yang frowned slightly: "Their entire family has chosen to stay on Earth, so don't make random assumptions. If you have any doubts, ask Jiang Ran for help."

"Okay," Fu Bo smiled awkwardly, a little embarrassed, "It's just a guess."

Xu Yang: "Your guess is not right either."

"What's wrong?" Fu Bo felt that his logic was still correct.

"Look carefully at the clothes of the people in the painting, and then think about the clothes of the villagers you saw yesterday."

Yesterday, everyone came here directly to stay overnight with a very clear purpose. We didn't see many villagers, and the ones whose specific costumes we could recall were mainly Gulandam.

Her clothes were very bright in color, and she wore a colorful apron around her waist, which was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. Her whole body was embellished with decorative belts made of various gems, beads, and silver buckles. When she walked, sat, or lay down, the jewelry reflected the color of the sunlight, which was dazzling and touching.

Although the other villagers had not seen her often, they could vaguely remember from a casual glance at the woman at night that her clothes were basically the same as hers.

Let’s look at the two people in the painting again.

They dress very similarly, but are completely different from the local villagers and have their own unique style.

In contrast, the local villagers are dressed in fancy clothes, like a classic folk costume exhibition, while the people in the painting are dressed very simply, with long sleeves and long pants, with almost no decorations, as if they can go into the mountains and forests for an adventure in the next second.

Fu Bo looked at the painting, then at Jiang Ran, feeling very strange: "Why do I feel that the person in the painting is dressed very similarly to Jiang Ran?"

Ren Xiayang agreed with him. Although there were some differences in the details of their clothing, their styles were indeed very similar.

But no matter what, Fu Bo finally understood what Xu Yang meant.

The people in the painting are dressed very differently from the local villagers and are probably not their ancestors.

"Is it possible that the local people's clothing has changed a lot after being passed down for thousands of years?" Fu Bo struggled desperately.

Xu Yang retorted, "The style may change, but the style always remains the same. And there's only a small group of survivors here, without a large population base, so it's even harder for change to happen."

After Xu Yang's analysis, Fu Bo was speechless.

He smiled awkwardly, picked up the local milk tea and took another sip.

I have to say that the food here is quite delicious.

When morning tea was over, Jiang Ran also finished her conversation with the host. Everyone immediately came over to ask them what they had talked about and what the painting was about.

Jiang Ran looked a little strange when he heard this.

"Nothing special," she said, her eyes wandering. "It's just a souvenir left by the locals."

Of course, it wasn't that easy for everyone to let her go.

Especially Fu Bo, his guess had just been denied by Xu Yang, and now he was most curious about the truth.

Jiang Ran was pestered to no end, so he simply said, "The painting depicts former guests of the local villagers. They taught them something during their visit. The locals painted a portrait of them as a commemoration, and it happened to be well preserved, so it has been passed down to this day. It's nothing special."

When Jiang Ran was speaking, Xu Yang kept staring at her expression. He could easily notice that her eyes were wandering, and she didn't dare to look at the people in front of her. Her body was also very stiff.

It's obvious that he either lied or didn't tell the whole story.

What's suspicious is that Jiang Ran has always been emotionally stable and tells lies without thinking, so why did he lose his composure and reveal his true feelings when he saw a portrait of a stranger?

What's so special about this painting?

Fu Bo obviously didn't think too much. He was dissatisfied with Jiang Ran's statement and kept shouting, "Who are you kidding? I just talked with Gulandam and the others for so long, how could it be so simple!"

"You're lying!" Jiang Ran seemed to have no confidence in his words and just raised his tone, "We were just chatting! There's nothing to tell you about other people's family matters!"

Of course Fu Bo didn't believe it, but he couldn't do anything about Jiang Ran.

She is the only one who understands the local dialect, and she is unwilling to speak it. Who can then get the information out of her head?

Fu Bo snorted and muttered, "After the competition is over, I will definitely learn the ancient Earth common language carefully. Then I will charter a spaceship and come over to ask!"

Ren Xiayang patted his shoulder and said indignantly: "Count me in too!"

The last time they said this, Jiang Ran ignored it, but this was the second time, and his attitude seemed much more serious than last time.

Jiang Ran knew that this was not the common language of ancient Earth at all. If he asked them to study it with great effort, they would find out that the language they learned was not what they expected. He felt reluctant for a while.

Jiang Ran thought for a moment and asked, "How are your history grades?"

Fu Bo was horrified: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Do you still want to humiliate us?"

"I just want to remind you," Jiang Ran said, "Ancient Earth's common language is at least dozens of times more difficult than your history class. If you really want to learn it, will you still have time to play games?"

Fu Bo thought for less than two seconds, then shuddered: "Forget it, forget it. The new Galaxy Quick Attack series is about to be released. I'd better focus on studying my own professional field!"

Xu Yang couldn't bear to listen any longer.

"Is it possible to achieve freedom of communication by simply buying a universal translator, without having to learn from scratch?"

Everyone:"……"

After staying on Earth for a long time, my way of thinking has degenerated.

At the same time, there was a fierce quarrel in Jiang Ran’s live broadcast room.

I watched Jiang Wenxue's livestream yesterday, and I have only one question...

What are you doing upstairs? I'm asking for you: Are these villagers actors hired by the production team?

[Actor? What actor?]

Many people expressed their confusion, and someone immediately repeated Jiang Wenxue's analysis from last night, which gained a lot of support.

"Well, I think so too. A survivor group appears on an uninhabited planet. What a great marketing idea."

[And Jiang Ran is the only one who can talk to the locals. He really has established a great image of a top student.]

I'm a linguistics major, and I just want to say that that's not the universal language of ancient Earth! Not a single word matches, it's just nonsense, isn't it? Speechless.

[Wait, you're a language major? Are you skipping classes too often? Can you please stop embarrassing yourself in public if you haven't done well in your major?]

What did he say wrong? Please elaborate.

What Jiang Ran and the locals were speaking wasn't the ancient Earth language, but it certainly wasn't random random talk. The recurring morphemes in their conversation were a typical sign of logical language. If you can't even spot that, stop using the linguistics label, okay?

[But Jiang Ran said it was the common language of ancient Earth! ]

"Yeah, then you should ask Jiang Ran! She lies without thinking, and you believe everything she tells you. How come you're just like Fu Bo?"

【Forehead……】

[Actually, I also want to say that judging from the painting that Gulendam showed, this can't be a random prop just to make up the numbers.]

[Can you elaborate on this? I don't just want to eat some gossip, I just want to admire the knowledge of the experts (dog head.jpg)]

If you look closely, you'll notice the painting's framing method is incredibly ancient, so ancient I've never seen it before. :) In fact, since the 138th year of the Federation Era, the storage methods for antiques have been completely overhauled. Some of the so-called antiques now imitating ancient Earth use new technology from that time. Professionals can tell they're fakes at a glance. And I've never seen this type of preservation technology, so... you get the idea, right?

[I understand! You are indeed a master!]

[Eating melons and then eating them... I just bought an antique from ancient Earth last month, but I think I've seen that preservation method somewhere else before...]

[You are not alone upstairs, I also...]

[So, the production team couldn't possibly have bought a bunch of antiques just for this show, right? That price... hehe, I'm afraid it'll shock you if I tell you.]

[I understand! That’s awesome, sir!]

Finally, there's something I can understand. The anti-acting camp has made a very clear analysis. Does the pro-acting camp have anything else to say?

[No need to ask, they had already slipped away when the boss was talking about linguistics before.]

[Alas, these Star Network netizens are not strong enough]

[Please target the nitpickers and don't escalate the issue to all netizens, thank you]

Capital Star, Jiang Family.

Jiang Wenxue's assistant received the call.

The other party stammered, "Miss Jiang's words have too many loopholes. We really can't explain them."

The assistant couldn't understand: "Aren't you a water army? Confusing right and wrong is your specialty, right?"

"It really won't work. You should find someone else right away!"

The other party hung up the call after saying that.