"Perhaps, they are using a very primitive language." Mou Xuan said, "Just like our human hieroglyphics."
"Hieroglyphs?" Translator Lin's eyes lit up. "Yes! Why didn't I think of that? Perhaps we can try to communicate with them using hieroglyphs!"
Translator Lin immediately got some paper and pen and began to try to communicate with Cross using simple graphics.
He first drew a sun and then a globe, hoping to convey the meaning of "we come from the earth".
When Cross saw Translator Lin's painting, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
He tilted his head and looked at the figures carefully, as if he was thinking about something.
Then he suddenly stretched out his hand and drew a circle in the air.
"He drew a circle!" Chen Yao said excitedly, "Did he understand what we meant?"
Mou Xuan's heartbeat also began to accelerate. He stared at Cross closely, waiting for his response.
Translator Lin was encouraged and continued to draw various graphics.
He drew a house, hoping to express the meaning of "we want to live in peace"; he also drew a gun, hoping to express the meaning of "we have the ability to defend ourselves."
Cross had been observing Lin's painting, and his expression became more and more serious.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the gun drawn by Interpreter Lin.
Then he made a cross in the air with his fingers.
"He...he seemed to be saying, don't use weapons?" Li Lianmeng diplomat said in surprise.
"Maybe." Mou Xuan nodded, but he did not let his guard down.
"Let's continue." Mou Xuan said, "I believe that as long as we persist, we will definitely find a way to communicate with them."
Chen Yao held Mou Xuan's hand tightly and gave him an encouraging look.
Their eyes met, and they seemed to see the light of hope in each other's eyes.
At this moment, Cross suddenly walked up to Interpreter Lin, picked up a pen and paper, and started drawing on it.
He drew a strange symbol that looked like an upside-down triangle with some непонятно lines drawn inside it.
After finishing the painting, he raised his head and looked at Mou Xuan with his blue eyes.
Cross' response remains vague, and he seems to be conveying an important message, but what exactly is it?
What is Cross up to?
This inverted triangle plus garbled characters is simply an alien's abstract graffiti!
Translator Lin widened his bloodshot eyes, feeling as if his brain cells were about to burn to ashes, but he still couldn't make any sense of it.
"What...what is this? The Morse code of an advanced civilization?" Translator Lin scratched his head, anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Mou Xuan stared at the strange symbol and narrowed his eyes.
The inverted triangle line inexplicably looked familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere.
He reached out and touched his chin, trying to recall.
"Is there a possibility that this is the...writing of their planet?" Chen Yao speculated, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
"Text? That's it?" The hawks in the Qian Alliance sneered, "I thought the aliens' text was so high-end, but after all this time, it's not as good as the graffiti of my neighbor's kid!"
Cross seemed very satisfied with everyone's reaction. A strange smile appeared on his expressionless face.
Then he picked up the pen again and started drawing quickly on the paper.
This time, what he painted was no longer an abstract symbol, but a...star map!
There were countless twinkling spots of light marked on the star map. One of them was circled in particular, with an arrow pointing to the inverted triangle symbol.
"Oh my god, this is going to cause trouble!" Diplomat Li Lianmeng exclaimed, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
Mou Xuan's expression also became solemn.
He vaguely felt that the message Cross wanted to convey was definitely not a friendly greeting, but a huge conspiracy.
"This position..." Mou Xuan muttered to himself,
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