Jialan Language.
Chu Han stared at the three words on the Reforging System, his face full of question marks.
"Would you like to learn Jialan Language?" the Reforging System prompted.
Chu Han tapped confirm, and another message immediately popped up: "Consumes 50,000 Reforging Points."
Chu Han's mouth twitched. He might as well not learn it!
Fifty thousand Reforging Points were already nothing to Chu Han. The Wolf Fang Regiment provided him with enormous amounts of Points every day, and after overturning the Land of Buried Bones, Chu Han had made another fortune. There would also be zombie-clearing operations in various cities afterward, and his Points would multiply several more times.
Even the Points required for each of Chu Han's advancements were insignificant compared to his total amount.
Still, Chu Han felt that using them to learn a language was a waste. It actually cost fifty thousand Points!
After learning Jialan Language, Chu Han had completely forgotten what the old man had just asked. So he tried hard to make himself look harmless and even flashed a rare smile, carefully pronouncing each word.
He said, "Could you say that again?"
Rustle!
Everyone in the village retreated three steps. The elderly villager who had stepped forward to speak was so frightened that his legs trembled, and some children had even begun bawling.
Chu Han's face darkened. He had merely failed to hear clearly and asked the man to repeat himself. Was such an extreme reaction necessary?
Wang Cai, beside him, froze for three seconds before becoming completely speechless toward Chu Han.
This guy had probably lived in the apocalypse for too long. He did not even know how to hold a basic normal conversation anymore!
In Chu Han's mind, "Could you say that again?" simply meant that he wanted someone to repeat