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New Year's Day.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

East Capital Library, annex building.

Fang Cheng glanced at the display stand introducing the holiday activities.

Then he walked along the corridor and quickly found a multimedia lecture hall.

He pushed the door open and saw a gray-haired female scholar standing on the podium, debugging the slides.

The lecture activity seemed to have just started.

Many people were already seated inside, including older scholars in the same field and some young students.

Fang Cheng tiptoed to an empty seat in the last row and joined them.

The female scholar fiddled with the microphone on the podium and cleared her throat.

This was to signal the audience below, who were chatting, to be quiet.

Professor of Archeology Department of Dongdu University, famous paleo-human linguist, Hao Yu.

In some aspects of academic research, she can be called the world's top authority.

And the title of this lecture is:

"The Common Origin Theory of World Languages: The Significance for Human Evolutionary History."

Just as Professor Hao was giving her opening remarks, a series of rapid footsteps from high heels came.

Immediately afterwards, a fragrant breeze brushed his face.

A graceful woman sat directly next to Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng turned his head and saw that it was the beautiful teacher Lin Chuqiao he had met that day.

"Shh!"

She raised a finger, signaling him not to speak.

Fang Cheng turned his head speechlessly.

Although this woman had helped him, their relationship wasn't that close, right?

Today, she was wearing a beige suit skirt full of dignified temperament, which made her figure even more proud than before.

The faint scent of perfume sprayed on her body wafted over from time to time, which was also inevitably distracting.

Fang Cheng sniffed, his brows furrowing slightly.

Sometimes, being too sensitive to smell is not a good thing.

After glancing at the woman next to him, he chose to sit one seat apart.

Lin Chuqiao stared calmly in the direction of the podium, but the corners of her mouth curled into a faint smile.

"In our academic circle, the oldest common language element is called 'Proto-Vowel'. It originated from the primitive tribes living in the continental plateau during the Great Flood period, and then, after the flood receded, it was brought to all parts of the world by the survivors."

Professor Hao turned on the slide projector and used the prepared text and pictures to explain her academic point of view.

"Proto-Vowel can be said to be the most basic type that the human throat can produce. It uses vowels and monosyllables as core elements to express important things in primitive people's lives."

"For example, the connection between people and gods and demons, sacrifices, the sun, moon, stars, the changes of the four seasons, birth, old age, sickness and death, and traces are left in almost all languages."

She walked on the stage, raising her hand to point to the five basic vowels displayed on the slide on the screen.

"The vowel E retains the most complete primitive state in the pronunciation and writing of the Xia Country language, that is, a horizontal line represents the earth from east to west, the origin of all things, that is, the number 'one', the 'one' of Taiyi."

"The vowel O is a circle in the original text, representing the sky, infinite time, without a beginning or an end, and also corresponds to the Wuji in Xia Country culture."

"The vowel I is a symbol from top to bottom, representing the ladder connecting heaven and earth, people and gods."

"Coincidentally, the combination of these three vowels is also the name of the creator in the ancient desert language…"

Professor Hao successively explained the original meanings of the five major vowels, and then made a summary:

"All languages in the world can be regarded as a forked evolution system, and Proto-Vowel is the root of the human language tree."

"And the Xia Country language family is a very important language system that takes into account both phonetic and pictographic semantics. It is also the language family with the largest population base in the world today, and it has extremely important research value for our academic circle…"

Speaking of this, Professor Hao took a sip of tea and rested for a while.

When she continued to speak, her tone became a little heavy.

"I believe everyone should have heard that a very unfortunate thing happened in Xishan at the beginning of last month. Many of my colleagues and friends died."

"However, in this Xishan archaeological site, some things that can corroborate the Proto-Vowel theory were also discovered."

Hearing this, not only Fang Cheng was aroused with great interest, but other scholars couldn't help but discuss in a low voice.

Professor Hao didn't keep them in suspense and quickly said:

"Next, I will play a recording."

"This is a voice data that was organized after deciphering based on the original text discovered by our archaeologists in the underground palace."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Lin Chuqiao leaned her head over at this time and reminded in a low voice:

"Listen carefully, maybe the answer you are looking for is in it."

Fang Cheng glanced at her slightly surprised.

At the same time, he also held a bit of expectation, calmed down, and waited quietly.

Professor Hao took out a cassette tape and put it into the player on the podium.

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Perhaps in order to allow everyone to better immerse themselves in the listening atmosphere, the lights on the top of the room were also turned off one after another.

Click.

As the button sounded, the faint rustling sound of the tape turning was transmitted to the entire lecture hall through the microphone.

In the darkness, everyone held their breath and waited for this voice data to officially begin.

Rustle, rustle, rustle…

Just when everyone was getting a little impatient.

Moo, ang—

Suddenly, a desolate and deep moo sounded from the player.

Then, through the spread of the microphone, the sound waves instantly spread to everyone's ears.

This sound was like coming from the distant prehistoric times, crossing time and space, and descending here.

People couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in their hearts.

I don't know how the other listeners felt.

In Fang Cheng's mind, it was as if a string was suddenly plucked.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing—

As the sound waves vibrated, he only felt that his body and the surrounding environment produced a peculiar resonance phenomenon.

That deep and incomparable rhythm was like knocking open a certain door that was originally tightly closed in his brain, and there were faint signs of sudden enlightenment.

Before he could concentrate on thinking about it.

Another syllable then sounded.

This vowel was like leaking out from the slightly opened door.

Very light, and very noisy.

Gradually, it turned into a sound like the tide.

In a trance, Fang Cheng actually had a sense of being there.

Just in front of him, a monstrous wave was taking shape, constantly hitting the door, and wanting to pour out.

The magnificence of the momentum made Fang Cheng couldn't help but wonder if he was having some kind of hallucination.

In a flash, he was still deeply attracted by it, and his heart was moved.

And at this moment.

The panel light flickered and also appeared in front of him.

[Japanese lv1 (13/250)]

[Nanyang Language lv0 (95/100)]

[Desert Language lv0 (87/100)]

[Latin lv0 (64/100)]

Among them, the four language skills shone with a particularly dazzling light than usual.

If you look closely.

It can be found that the experience value on the panel is constantly rising with the echo of the syllables.