Chen Zhou had never seen these characters before, so he naturally couldn't identify them.
“Those are Shanghai characters. I’ve taught myself Shanghai characters, but I can’t understand them. Could they be ancient Shanghai characters?” The middle-aged vendor stared blankly at the wall and said.
"Yes... I didn't expect anyone would recognize this as ancient Shanghai script?"
At this moment, everyone stopped in front of the wall. Then, an old woman slowly walked out of a house at the edge of the wall and approached the group, saying something.
Because no one spoke, and this was the edge of the ninth floor, which was already very quiet, the old woman could hear the middle-aged vendor's voice clearly, even though it wasn't loud. At this moment, the old woman asked, "Are these the people from the alliance that Zhuo Miaoyan mentioned who came in from the tenth floor?"
"Yes, Granny Huasong. These people will be training with us in the teleportation tunnel," one of the soldiers replied.
"How long has it been since we've seen that girl Zhuo Miaoyan let men train in this teleportation channel? Teleportation channel training has always been the most important thing in our Ninth Layer Army. What made that girl agree to this this time?" The person called "Grandma Huasong" asked slowly.
But no one answered, because the soldiers who participated in the training were obviously not the ones who attended that meeting that day, and naturally had no right to know such things.
"However, these men this time are not too disappointing. Some of them actually know the Shanghai script?" Granny Huasong's gaze finally fell on the middle-aged merchant, and she looked him up and down as she spoke.
"I'm flattered, I'm flattered. Although I know this is Shanghai script, I still can't understand what it says," the middle-aged vendor replied.
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