Jia Xiu could completely understand these people's terrified reactions.
Based on the information he knew, the area he was currently in should still fall within the forbidden zone recorded by the local civilization.
And he looked roughly like them—at least, he appeared to be of the same race—yet he was standing alive and kicking inside the forbidden zone, even cooking. How was that any different from seeing a living person jump into a nuclear radiation quarantine zone without protective gear, not only emerge unscathed, but calmly set up a pot and start cooking?
Although this first encounter had been entirely unexpected and rushed, likely mixed with plenty of misunderstandings, Jia Xiu still decided to try communicating. Since they were using the predecessor of Common Tongue from a historical era, they should be able to understand at least a little of modern Common Tongue, right? So he slowed his speech as much as possible and pronounced every syllable clearly. "I mean no harm."
Unfortunately, these people—or Vampires—looked utterly baffled. They clearly had not understood much of what he said, though they still tried to respond. "Alamagonnga?"
This was going badly. The Blood Clan brothers spoke a different language.
Jia Xiu felt somewhat troubled.
He should have thought of it. Compared to writing, meaning and pronunciation were more prone to change. Just as beneath Chinese characters lay a whole pile of mutually unintelligible dialects, all brought about by quantitative change accumulating into qualitative transformation.
Semantic shifts happened even faster. Twenty years ago, who could have known that "red-hot," "squaring off," and "it's over" would carry those meanings?
What was he supposed to do now?
Maybe he could move closer. Once he could clearly see their lip movements, he could activate the lip-reading translation effect newly added by the Rune Eye upgrade.
But