The language resolution is 60%, is real-time translation enabled?"

As the advanced artificial intelligence of ancient civilizations, Chenxi's speed of analyzing local languages ​​is indeed extraordinary.

Before teleportation, Lu Yang had tested the functions of Chenxi's analytical language and simultaneous interpretation. It turns out that even in completely unfamiliar languages, Chenxi can quickly crack it if the sample size is sufficient.

What's more, Chenxi's local database contains tens of thousands of common languages ​​of the Galaxy Federation as reference. Although the language of this planet has undergone earth-shaking changes after more than 6,000 years, some of the grammar and word-making rules of the common language of the ancient Galaxy Federation have been preserved.

Lu Yang chose without hesitation. Then the meaningless shouts of the "Alien Primitives" in his ears suddenly became information that he could partially understand.

"An unknown god, please give me some advice to your most loyal XXX tribe!"

"Please forgive me for my previous offense. I did not deliberately question the existence of the gods. From today on, I will be the most faithful warrior of the gods."

"God XXX, please give XXX the power to kill 100 XXX with one knife. I want to use XXX's skull as a bowl." This sentence comes from a strong man from a tribe.

"From now on, my XXX, XXX, and even my everything is your property." This sentence comes from a lame loli.

It seems that these people in front of you are indeed unsavory indigenous people!

This is not beyond Lu Yang's expectations. He had such speculation before, and Chenxi's translation only confirmed his conjecture.

Although it was definitely a god-worship for a man on earth who had arrived at aliens for the first time, Lu Yang still did not dare to act rashly, let alone say anything casually.

Because he didn't know what God should behave in the eyes of the locals.

If he does something that does not conform to the "God's Design" and reveals flaws, he may be killed by the angry indigenous people.

Moreover, the stone weapon that was generally worn by the indigenous people was hacked to death, which was probably a hundred times more tragic than being hacked to death by a metal knives.

"Should I show some miracles to the alien natives?"

Lu Yang casually consulted Chenxi, but Chenxi naturally did not answer such questions that had no standard answers.

Through two weeks of experiments, Lu Yang has discovered that although Chenxi, an ancient artificial intelligence, has a very high level of intelligence, has the principle of never interfering with the user's subjective judgment.

He asked this, just to relieve his nervousness.

By showing miracles to the natives, Lu Yang could come up with 100 ways by just using his brain.

In the early 16th century, the Spanish conqueror Cortez was able to trick the native Americans of the Aztec Empire with a few medieval tricks. In the end, he conquered the Aztec Empire with only 500 hooligans.

Lu Yang brought various 21st century technological creations, and there was no reason to insincere hundreds of ordinary Neolithic indigenous people.

But the problem is that the alien natives in front of them seem to be unusual. Although they seem rather ignorant, they obviously still retain some high-tech creations that seem to be left over from ancient times.

Without knowing how much black technology knowledge these primitive people still retain, there is a risk of playing with it when they rashly display miracles. What kind of actions are considered a real miracle in the eyes of these indigenous people.

For example, in ordinary primitive tribes, Lu Yang only needs to show the strong light flashlight he brought from the earth, which is enough to be regarded as a god.

But the problem is that behind Lu Yang now, there is a lamppost (Sunny Stone) that looks like a miracle to him. If he takes out an ordinary flashlight at this time, this kind of behavior of showing off will probably directly arouse the suspicion of the natives.

Now, not no one in this group of natives doubts him.

For example, the leader in the crowd who was dressed most gorgeously had just bowed slightly since just now, and was very eye-catching among a group of natives crawling on the ground. His slightly respectful expression could not hide the suspicion in his eyes.

For the original ruling class of the tribe, the emergence of a "Heaven God" descending from the sky is obviously not a great thing.

Taking out the hunting rifle from behind and putting it in your hand. The heavier feel than on the earth finally brought Lu Yang a sense of security.

Lu Yang didn't seem to see any long-range weapons of catapults in the hands of these indigenous people. This is more like the Native Americans of the Age of Discovery. He just doesn't know if these primitive people will save any long-range black technological weapons.

Just as he was thinking about whether to learn from the Spanish conquerors to use firearms to deter force, the indigenous people of the alpine tribe also had abnormal movements.

The most conspicuous leader handed the scepter in his hand to the guard beside him and whispered a few words. Then the guard suddenly stood up, raised his scepter and shouted to Lu Yang: "My name is Haoyu. Standing beside me is the supreme king of the XX tribe. I represent the king and want to mention to the unknown god..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, everyone in the Gaoshan Tribe heard a thunderous roar!

Looking back, the beautifully carved scepter in the guard's hand has been blown into two pieces!

Lu Yang shot directly at the guard!

Originally, Lu Yang was in a state of high nervousness. He took the shotgun and set out to aim, thinking about whether to shoot or scare the natives. Suddenly, he saw a large area of ​​natives crawling on the ground suddenly jumping out of a man, and he also aimed at him with an unknown stick-like object with exaggerated colors. He subconsciously shot him directly.

However, the effect of this shot did not seem to be bad. Many natives who had already raised their heads to observe him, lowered their heads again as if they were scared and dared not look at him again.

The guard holding the scepter lay on the ground as if he had been exhausted with all his strength. Even though his face was covered with bloodstains, he did not wipe it, and he seemed to be scared.

Even the king next to him lowered his head and muttered something, which was the general idea that he asked the gods to forgive the mortals for their rudeness.

These natives have never seen firearms!

Lu Yang felt very calm.

This is easy to deal with!

The huge sound of the firearm and the inability to capture the trajectory of the naked eye are no different from the power of ghosts and gods for the indigenous people of the Stone Age. At that time, the Spanish conquerors, with a firing rate of less than a minute and an effective range of less than 30 meters, could easily allow a indigenous tribe with a population of thousands to surrender. It can be said that they would be invincible.

Although the gun in his hand was a purely manual repetition shotgun, it was a product of modern industry after all. If it was fast, it would be no problem to shoot six or seven shots in a minute.

Although the power is average and it is difficult to achieve instant killing, its accuracy within 30 meters is perfect for ancient firearms.

Just as Lu Yang was thinking about whether to learn from the 16th century "Conqueror of the Inca Empire" on Earth with the help of the morning light, Francisco Pizarro, and gave a few nonsense oracles such as "Give away all your gold" and then took the money and ran back to the earth, so as not to see new situations happen to the indigenous people when there were too many nights.

The elderly shamans of the alpine tribe crawled and moved to the front of all the indigenous peoples.

Lu Yang didn't know who the old man with a pleated face in front of him was. However, he heard from his traveling experience that in the primitive tribe where strength was king, the ability of an old man without combat effectiveness was a symbol of status.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Lu Yang knew that his guess was correct:

"Dear God, I am a shaman of the High Mountain Tribe. Please forgive the offense of the King of the High Mountain Tribe. Since the last arrival of the God, it has spent more than 3,000 eternal nights, and the memory of God on earth has been blurred. But from now on behalf of the High Mountain Tribe, I swear on behalf of the High Mountain Tribe that I will regain your faith. Please give your honor so that the foolish mortals can better praise your name."

With the accumulation of language samples, Chenxi's real-time translation has become more and more perfect, and there are basically no communication barriers.

After instructing Chenxi to prepare for simultaneous interpretation, Lu Yang slowly spoke as he learned the words of the locals.

Although his mind was organized in Chinese, the words he said were completely in the local language.

This is the "Chenxi Edition Simultaneous Interpretation" function that Lu Yang tested on Earth in the past two weeks. This is a synchronous translation completed at Lu Yang's subconscious level:

"The gods rule over the creatures of the world. I haven't paid attention to this land for a long time. I tell me what happened in the more than 3,000 eternal nights. I will give redemption to the mortals in this land."
Chapter completed!