Seeing this message, the livestream seemed to be silent for a few seconds, and then a bunch of "funny" emojis were sent.
It was quite neat.
Roland watched as more and more netizens came to the livestream, and the number soon exceeded 50,000.
However, these netizens were still pouring in.
Most of them should be players of World of Falan, and there should be many netizens in real life mixed in.
This was Roland's first livestream, but he didn't feel too awkward.
The podium at school was the most uncomfortable place for people to be. Standing on it and looking down at the dense crowd of two to three thousand people, it was very stressful. In contrast, the livestream was much better. All he had to do was face a bunch of numbers and online IDs, and there was no pressure at all.
Because there were more and more people, the chat room was now flooded with messages. Roland casually looked at them and found that they were all meaningless things. He cleared his throat and then said, "This is my first livestream, and it may also be my last. Now, I will explain the matter of 'inter-world translation' to everyone. "
At this point, Roland paused because he found that in the chat room, there was suddenly no one talking. He looked at the number of people in the chat room and saw that it was still increasing, and the "Livestream" sign was also lit up.
In other words … the game officials took action and directly banned everyone's right to speak.
After a pause for a few seconds, Roland continued, "I've done experiments before. After staying in the game and using Language Proficiency, I can understand most languages in the real world. But the hieroglyphs of the Pharaoh civilization are an exception. In my understanding, it's a mess of code! I don't know why. "
At this time, a netizen with the ID "I'm the Mountain Lord" posted a sentence. Because he was the only one who could speak, it was quite obvious.
"Can you do a few experiments to confirm it?"
Now almost everyone couldn't speak, but this netizen with the ID "I'm the Mountain Lord" could speak, so he must be the person who Ma Huajun mentioned who would help him.
"Of course."
After Roland finished speaking, he snapped his fingers. A milky white light wrapped around him and then gradually disappeared.
"You can begin."
…
…
For ordinary netizens, news about the entertainment industry was always the type of news that was pushed the most.
But today was an exception.
"Shocking, he can actually translate all the languages of the world like this."
"A young man under the age of 30 puts linguists all over the world to shame."
"The Pride of the New Generation, If You Don't Turn, You Won't Be a Celestial."
"Even he can't understand the Pharaoh's writings. Is it really as some people have speculated?"
All of them were shocked, and the eyeballs of the netizens who only went online the next day were blown away.
If it was only one or two news portals pushing such a headline, it would not be a big deal. However, almost all news media were pushing similar news, even self-media was no exception.
It could be said that even if they didn't want to read it, they couldn't help but be curious after seeing so many news websites pushing it.
Hundreds of millions of people opened a link at the same time.
In the video, there was a young man who looked like a cosplayer. He flicked his finger and a white light entered his body.
"You may begin!"
Can we start what? Hundreds of millions of people asked at the same time.
Then, they watched as the young man pretended to be pretentious. No matter what language appeared, he could accurately translate it.
Not to mention the Oracle Bone Script, he could even read the language of the lost tribes in the tropical rainforest.
The more they read, the stranger the netizens' expressions became, and the wider their mouths gaped.
Some people didn't quite believe it and subconsciously retorted: This is an act, right?
"Acting my ass, even CCAV's online media pushed this video."
Someone next to him immediately retorted.
If it was any other media, there might be a possibility of falsification, but CCAV wouldn't. This official media would selectively report some news, but as long as it was reported, it was true.
How could a young man translate all the languages of the world?
What did he do, or why was he such a genius?
With these thoughts in mind, many people began to search for the cause and effect of this matter on the Internet, and then the matter of the virtual cabin once again entered the vision of most people.
At this time, Roland climbed out of the virtual cabin, and after taking a shower, he received a call from Schuck.
"Yo, big star, come over and talk to us?"
"I'm very annoyed right now, don't make fun of me," Roland said grumpily. "I'll be there in a moment."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the usual place."
Roland then called Qi Shaoqiu and said that he couldn't practice his saber skills today because he had something to do, then rode a public bike to the cold drink bar.
Today was Saturday, and the others didn't have to work, so a while after Roland arrived, Brazil, Li Lin, and the others also arrived one after another.
As soon as they entered and saw Roland, they would laugh and tease the big star.
Although Roland was a little upset, it had dissipated a lot at this time, and listening to his friends' teasing, he could only smile helplessly.
"Now you're famous."
They drank beer and cooked youtiao and steamed sweet potatoes for breakfast.
The steamed sweet potatoes were bought by Li Lin on the way, and only a nouveau riche like him could do it, driving a sports car to buy sweet potatoes.
Li Lin continued with some envy, "After your identity is exposed, you might become an Internet celebrity."
"I don't intend to reveal my true identity," Roland said slowly, chewing the youtiao. "There's no point in becoming an Internet celebrity, and there's no need."
Li Lin shrugged with some regret. "As long as you're happy, I just think it's a bit of a waste. It's rare to be famous."
"It's only my game character that's famous, not me." Roland sat up straight and sighed. "Besides, these abilities aren't unique to me. As long as other people learn Language Proficiency, they can also be translators. At that time, the competitive pressure will be great, so why waste time in this area? It's better to continue playing games and learning more magic. We have a first-mover advantage in the game, so keep it up. "
Li Lin nodded. "That's quite reasonable."
"Right, speaking of Language Proficiency," Schuck suddenly interjected. "When you started the livestream last night, I also turned on the videos of other countries to see what they were talking about with Language Proficiency, but it didn't work … I couldn't understand what the foreigners in the videos were mumbling about at all."
Huh? Roland froze for a moment.
At this moment, Betta also said, "I tried it too, it didn't work."
"But I heard it very clearly."
Roland found it a little strange. They were all Language Proficient, so why could he do it and they couldn't?
Schuck thought for a moment and said, "Could it be because of that? Betta and I were given Language Proficiency by the system, and we don't know any spell models or magic channels at all. They don't belong to us in the first place, so they only work in the game. But you Mages are different. You only release magic after you fully understand the spell models and the so-called magic channels. Could it be because of that? "
Well, it was really possible.
"If this inference is correct, doesn't it mean that the magic in the game can also be used in reality?" Betta blinked his eyes and said these words.
Everyone froze for a moment, then all laughed aloud.
How could magic be used in the real world?
Li Lin rocked back and forth with laughter, then raised his beer bottle, took a sip, and said, "Why don't you try it and make Betta give up? How can he use magic in the real world?"
At this point, Roland had already drunk three bottles of beer. He wasn't good at drinking in the first place, and usually only drank one or two bottles when he was with friends.
Now that he was a little tipsy, hearing Li Lin's words, he smiled dizzily and said, "Okay."
He subconsciously stretched out his finger, recalled the spell model, and then flicked his finger lightly.
The sound of his fingers was light and crisp, but nothing happened.
The other friends who were a little drunk laughed aloud, and Betta sighed somewhat disappointedly.
But at this moment, Schuck frowned slightly. He suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Roland.
At this moment, Roland was motionless, his pupils gradually beginning to roll back, and two streaks of blood flowed from his nostrils.
Before Schuck could react, Roland fell off his chair with a thud.
He knocked over many bottles on the table, and for a moment, the sound of glass shattering rang out.
The few of them stared blankly at Roland, who was lying on the ground, watching as more and more blood flowed from his nostrils.
Then they jumped up at the same time.
F * ck!
"Hurry up and help him up."
"Don't touch him, call 120 first."
"Block his nose with a tissue first, don't let him bleed too much."
"What's going on? He was fine just now."
The scene was extremely chaotic.
When Roland woke up, it was almost noon.
As soon as he opened his eyes, a familiar voice came from next to him. "Shoot, you're finally awake. You scared us to death."
Roland turned his head and found a few of his childhood friends and Betta next to the bed.
He looked around in confusion, his nostrils filled with the smell of disinfectant. This was a hospital.
Roland turned back again and looked at Schuck. "I remember I was drinking. How did I come to this place?"
"You fainted earlier, and your nose bled from at least a mineral water bottle." Li Lin said with a look of lingering fear, "We thought something serious had happened, so we called 120 to send you here. In the end, the doctor gave you a one-stop examination service, but he didn't find anything wrong. He just said that you might be too tired and slept too soundly."
Slept too deeply? How was that possible! He had been playing the game last night, and his body had rested immeasurably well in the virtual cabin.
Schuck also said, "The doctor couldn't find anything, so it shouldn't be a big deal. Roland, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body? "
"A little tired, weak, and a little hungry." Roland sat up on his own, then looked at his clothes and a large pool of blood. "Did I really have a lot of nosebleeds?"
Until just now, he had thought that he had drunk too much beer and passed out, and that his childhood friends were joking with him.
But now it seemed that it was definitely not the case.
"What exactly happened to me?"
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