Chapter 101 Redemption
"The reward of language... is also language?"
Inside the tent, Capac's mind murmured in response to his words, trying to figure out their meaning, and after thinking for a while, he figured out the meaning of the words.
"Is that powerful spirit saying that I need to offer a language as a reward for giving me this language?" Capac understood what the other party meant, and then he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
"I also need to offer a language to that spirit, but... apart from the Puget Sound language that the spirit just gave me, the only language I know is my tribe's own language. I can't offer my own language for the Puget Sound language, an invader's language."
Capac thought that his relatives and friends were in the tribe, he was born in the tribe, he was a warrior of the tribe, and he certainly did not want to give up the tribal language.
'Could this spirit be an evil spirit? According to the shaman, some evil spirits like to use such exchange contracts to play with humans. Could it be that I am being haunted by such an evil spirit now?
'It first gave me the language of the invaders, and then wanted to take away my own language, making it impossible for me to communicate with my compatriots. I had to contact the invaders' society, making me enslaved by the invaders again and hostile to my compatriots. But it can enjoy this? '
Capak thought about this in his mind, and suddenly he was stunned. He quickly bowed down to the picture album and prayed devoutly and fearfully.
"I don't know where you came from, powerful spirit, I'm sorry, I can't give up my language, please take back your previous gift..."
In the library of King's Campus, Dorothy, who had just walked out of the bathroom, couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this. She thought to herself.
"This is the same as what I said before. You think that knowledge is gone after it is sacrificed. This is indeed a misunderstanding. It seems that I need to explain it to him..."
Thinking of this, Dorothy then sent another message to the other party.
“Knowledge is about inheritance and exchange, not deprivation.”
These words echoed in Kapak's mind in the tent. After a moment of shock, he suddenly reacted.
"Knowledge is about inheritance and exchange, not deprivation. Yes... When the shaman taught us to read, he himself did not suddenly become illiterate. Language is not an object... It is not an object that will be lost after sacrifice..."
Capac, who was highly intelligent, immediately understood the truth and worshipped the comic book devoutly.
'I don't know where you came from, powerful spirit, thank you for your inspiration, I am willing to offer you the language I learned since childhood as a reward.'
As soon as Capak finished praying, the spiritual language knowledge recorded in his mind was immediately copied, and then the information channel was transmitted to Dorothy in the distance.
In the library, Dorothy received a complete set of knowledge related to the Spiritual Seal Language from Capac. She did not waste the precious remaining capacity of the Book of Souls to imprint this knowledge, but stored it first and replied there.
"The reward has been received."
In the tent, Kapak, who was kneeling on the ground, was slightly startled when he heard the voice. Then he checked whether he could recognize the spiritual characters engraved on the wooden sign of the tent. He spoke a few words himself, and when he found that there was no problem, he couldn't help but feel happy.
'I can also speak the language of the tribe! Sacrificing knowledge will not make me lose knowledge! As the spirit said, knowledge is about inheritance and communication, not deprivation!
'I have mastered a new language at almost no cost, seeking knowledge as a sacrifice in exchange for knowledge. Is this the spirit's principle of action? It is so special and powerful...'
Capac, who had received a gift out of the blue, was extremely excited at this moment. He looked around and worshipped the comic book.
"I don't know where you came from, powerful spirit, thank you for your gift, may I know your name?"
Capac asked this question, and after a while, he received a reply.
"Akasha..."
“Akasha…”
Capak savored the pronunciation for a moment, and after making sure that he had never heard it before, he prayed and continued.
"Excuse me, powerful Akasha, are you the spirit that resides in this album?"
“I don’t reside anywhere. The text you see is just the medium through which I communicate with you.”
"Medium... As expected, how could such a powerful spirit reside in such an ordinary thing...?"
Capac thought this clearly, and then he began to pray and ask.
'Please, mighty Akasha, you have given me a gift, what else do I need to do for you?'
"Gather valuable knowledge and offer it to me, and I will grant you equivalent knowledge..."
The deep voice echoed in Kapak's mind. After listening to it, he nodded thoughtfully. Now he understood that he could use other valuable knowledge to exchange for more gifts.
Equivalent exchange, this is a fair spirit! And you don't have to lose the things you exchanged! This is even fairer!
"Mighty Akasha, I will try my best to collect precious knowledge."
Kapak prayed again, and the voice of response soon sounded.
"Yes, if you have acquired valuable knowledge, you can pray to me. For the time being, do not tell anyone else about my existence. I will collect the text you have, and you can use it to contact other people like you."
"I will follow your instructions, sir."
Capac said this, and then the voice in his head disappeared and never sounded again.
After kneeling in front of the comic book for nearly ten minutes, Capac stood up, walked to the comic book, picked it up, and then looked at his collection in the wooden box, which was full of wonderful things he had collected from those invaders.
Sitting beside the wooden box, Capac began to look through the various small industrial products one by one, looking at the words printed on them. He could now understand all the characters that he could not read before. Because he could understand the characters, he knew the names and functions of many things.
"Is this... a music box? Is this... a watch? ... Is this a cane? Are these... medicines?"
In this way, Capac continued to rummage around the wooden box curiously. He eagerly read the Putin text that he could see, and learned the names and even the functions of these invaders' items. He couldn't help but sigh that although those white people who killed people and seized land were extremely hateful, their things were really extremely wonderful.
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On the other side, Dorothy, who had finally tricked Capak into sacrificing the spiritual seal, sat contentedly in her seat in the library.
"Huh... Finally, I have a new language. Although I cannot use the precious Soul Book to engrave it, I can use the system to redeem it. As for the language, it should be able to be exchanged for Dragon Roar."
Dorothy thought so, and then opened the long-lost system to redeem it, using the spiritual seal language to redeem it. After a while, the result of the redemption came out, and the result was indeed a dragon roar.
To Dorothy's surprise, this time when she used the spiritual seal to redeem the three dragon roars in one go, she only redeemed one dragon roar.
"Dragon roar, delay time."
"Scream at time, command it to do your bidding, and slow down the time around you by 30 percent."
"Akatosh is the beginning of time, Alduin is the end of time, and all dragons are fragments of time. Therefore, slowing down time involves the essence of dragons and is one of the most advanced dragon shouts."
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