Chapitre 602: Midsummer's dream, uninjured rapid explosion

"How big the bowl is, isn't it just how much rice you eat?"

When he heard the star Cloak behind him complaining in the common language, Zhao Xu felt a little embarrassed, but he also tried to defend himself.

at this time, the transmigrators from earth were more or less learning the " common language, " which didn't sound profound. it was a language that made it easier for the entire arthur and all the planes to communicate.

After the players transmigrated, the attribute of an additional language that corresponded to 1 point of intelligence adjustment also allowed the languages to be directly engraved into their minds, as if they were their mother tongue.

however, the barbarians were illiterate, so they still couldn't read.

"But this bowl of yours, a small crack is enough to destroy me."