Feeing Song Yun Xiang’s disdainful gaze, Gu Xia Mo coughed and looked away.
He certainly didn’t want to be mocked by the other party.
"By the way, I found out that when dismantling that broken cannon that there are more than 1 person working on it," Gu Xia Mo said.
"Huh? How do you know that?"
"The impression points in the work are different."
Song Yun Xiang: ???
To be honest, he didn’t understand what Gu Xia Mo ant in the slightest bit. Because even if he knew that the sa thing might be done by several people, he couldn’t differentiate them.
Is it because Gu Xia Mo has been working on construction and engineering for a long ti that he could know this.
Seeing the confused look on Song Yun Xiang’s face, Gu Xia Mo laughed. "That cannon is made of different parts in the inside and I also checked the cannonball that was left behind. That’s how I noticed that there are so marks that are inconsistent. It seems that the two people who made it have completely different skills."
Completely different skills?
Song Yun Xiang arched his eyebrows.
It seed that whoever arranged to make that cannon didn’t know that the person who made it was really unprofessional.... Wait, or is it the opposite? But since Gu Xia Mo ntioned that their skills were different, then one of them should be very good and the other should be bad, right?
"Is it far better?"
"The opposite, one of them barely qualified. Even I’m amazed the cannon could stay intact with such poor skills..." Gu Xia Mo sighed.
He felt that the people from the northern tribe was really lucky. The cannon didn’t fall apart when they were using it even though it was already on the verge of breaking apart.
Song Yun Xiang: "..."
He was honestly confused.
Even if there were so differences in the making of the cannon, it wouldn’t an anything, right? After all, the designer could let a few people to make the cannon together if he or she was not convenient to make it by himself.
Gu Xia Mo saw Song Yun Xiang’s expression and quickly said, "I think that there are more than one transmigrator on their side."
"Huh?" You know that much just from the difference in skills?
Seeing that Gu Xia Mo didn’t understand, Gu Xia Mo sighed and took the bamboo strip on the table and wrote down a few words.
Seeing that familiar and unfamiliar words, Song Yun Xiang arched his eyebrows. "There’s writing within the cannon?"
"Yes. Two different sets of writing. It might be used to number the cannon’s parts. These writings are completely different from the language used in this world." Gu Xia Mo smiled. "Do you think that they will teach this language to the natives here?"
Right...
Now Song Yun Xiang knew why Gu Xia Mo ca to that conclusion.
Teaching a new language would be difficult. Moreover, this numbering and lettering was known to be very difficult even in their world. It was usually used when sending secret ssages.
To be honest, there were thousands of different languages in their forr world and it was impossible for Song Yun Xiang to know all of them.
But this language was a bit morable...
Because it was often used to test the student’s morization skill due to how many complicated words there were.
Even Song Yun Xiang didn’t understand why 1 to 100 need to have completely different writings. Other language would have so repetition after 1 to 10 because it was the basis but this peculiar language has 1 to 100 as the repetition.
It was really complicated.
"No wonder you thought that way." Song Yun Xiang chuckled. "There are so letters that Fan Yi Kingdom managed to intercept from the northern tribe but none of them match this language."
Gu Xia Mo rolled his eyes. "Whoever made this language only made it for the sake of making things difficult."
Song Yun Xiang chuckled.
Considering Gu Xia Mo’s previous profession, he guessed that the other party should have suffered a lot from this set of language before.
"Do you use this language too?"
"It’s common to use it when numbering so parts," Gu Xia Mo replied. "Especially if you combine it with so other codes... it’s guaranteed that no one will be able to understand."
Song Yun Xiang: "..."
It seed that he had just heard so secret that he shouldn’t know in the slightest bit.
"I wouldn’t be killed for knowing this, right?"
"Don’t worry, Qian Xing said that you will ." Gu Xia Mo smiled brightly.
Song Yun Xiang didn’t feel comforted at all.
But for so reason, he was glad that there was this condition.
Otherwise, he might worry too much.
"Anyway, go back to your work."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Song Yun Xiang shook his head when he saw Gu Xia Mo pulled his wheelchair out. He was sure that his old friend will definitely co again soon. There were still other things that they would need to discuss, especially since Song Yun Xiang will have to watch over Gu Xia Mo’s progress in making the equipnt he ordered.
...
Long distance away, West Fei Yang Kingdom, a small city
"My, my, it seems that Miss is going to let us work again...." Si Mo Fan, the forr leader of Dark Moon Organization, felt pain when he saw the letter in his hands.
To be honest, after the disbandnt of their organization, he had been living quite the good life with his wife here. There was no need for him to worry about anything else but his own work and so on.
But now, a ssage was sent overnight.
It was clear how important this matter is.
"What happened, Mo Fan?" Yan Xi, Si Mo Fan’s wife, ca out while holding her basket.
"Soone tried to assassinate Miss in her territory." Si Mo Fan chuckled and said, "They’re so courageous."
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