Chapter 6, Learning

I am going to pick up the takeout. Wei Jia'an lives in an urban village, and he does not know what to fill in for the takeout address. Even if he did know, he cannot enter without a security card. Therefore, the takeout address is filled in as a nearby hotel. Each time, he must go out specifically to pick it up, which is somewhat inconvenient

The residential building is located on the street, and it is just a short walk down a slope to reach the roadside. Because of this, the rent is relatively high. Wei Jia'an quickly went out and returned with a large plastic bowl. The roasted duck hot pot, combined with a few other items, costs a good several dozen yuan, nearly a hundred. The portion is quite substantial. Upon entering the room, I found Vera holding a book, her eyes focused on the computer.

It was time to check out. Standing in front of the cash register, Wei Jia'an deliberately observed the cashier's expression, somewhat worried that the other party would ask various questions. However, the cashier did not ask anything, as if it were just an ordinary product.

"I can't understand the words," Vera said

There are several supermarkets near the rental housing, but unfortunately, they all sell local specialties, which seem to be designed to take advantage of outsiders. Walking towards the direction of the Normal University, it is less than 100 meters away. There used to be a vegetable market, but now it has been replaced by a residential community, with very small unit types, clearly intended as school district housing, specifically for the Yucai campus. Next to the vegetable market, there is a small supermarket, which naturally does not sell clothes, but does offer undergarments. Usually feeling shy, at this moment, Wei Jia'an stands in front of the rack selling women's undergarments without feeling embarrassed at all. The vegetable market has indeed been moved and replaced by a residential community, with very small unit types, clearly intended as school district housing, specifically for the Yucai campus. Next to the vegetable market, there is a small supermarket, which naturally does not sell clothes, but does offer undergarments. Usually feeling shy, at this moment, Wei Jia'an stands in front of the rack selling women's undergarments without feeling embarrassed at all. In fact, there is still a bit of embarrassment.

Is this it? Wei Jia'an instinctively touched his forehead, feeling nothing at all. Looking at the computer screen again, he suddenly found the text somewhat unfamiliar, yet he still had no difficulty in reading it.

Wei Jia'an is not an experienced driver, and he cannot discern someone's measurements at a glance. So how should he choose underwear? He stood there hesitating, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Seeking help from bystanders, such as his sister, was absolutely out of the question. After a long moment of hesitation, he thought that as long as the difference wasn't too great, he could just get through this time. He casually grabbed two boxes and tossed them into the shopping basket. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed another product on a different shelf. Should he take a sanitary pad? Seeking help from bystanders, such as his sister, was absolutely out of the question. After a long moment of hesitation, he thought that as long as the difference wasn't too great, he could just get through this time. He casually grabbed two boxes and tossed them into the shopping basket. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed another product on a different shelf. Should he take a sanitary pad? Ultra-thin with wings.

"I suppose so," Vera said, "but only the textual part; there are too many things I dare not take on. This method can help a person easily grasp the knowledge possessed by others, but if one is not careful... I know someone who has dozens of consciousnesses in his mind, and these consciousnesses affect him, making him volatile, irritable, and capricious; it is precisely because this kind of spell is used too frequently. One can use spells, but not too often; to fully digest it takes a long time."

So soon, I am not yet ready, Wei Jia'an said: "I can help you, but ..."

Critical hits or Royal Parade, if it's critical hits, it seems to have limited effect, as most of the time there is no lack of damage, and there are side effects; whereas sailing speed is more applicable

Wei Jia'an, having watched numerous films and read many novels, asked, "Are you extracting my memories?"

The power strips in the room, regardless of those in the kitchen, there is one by the bedside and another at the foot of the bed, which was previously used for the electric fan in summer, and one next to the computer desk, typically used for charging the phone and tablet. Next, Wei Jia'an continued to play on the computer while Vela sat beside him using a hairdryer to dry her hair, holding the hairdryer in one hand and styling her hair with the other.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, Wei Jia'an repeatedly browsed the forum, but his mind was completely elsewhere, preoccupied with the scenery. After about five or six minutes had passed, Vela still had not come out. He propped his chin on one hand while looking at the posts, maliciously thinking that the girl might not know how to get dressed.

Which skill should I choose for Hude?

Wei Jia'an has left, leaving only Weila looking around, gazing at the books placed on the table: "Half a Republic, a Bowl of Noodles," "Norwegian Wood," "My Struggle." She casually picked up one and opened a page— the Red Sea has long passed, the ship is sailing on the Indian Ocean, yet the sun still relentlessly rises and sets, encroaching upon most of the night. ... The night seems like paper soaked in oil, becoming semi-transparent; it embraces the sun ... . She casually picked up one and opened a page— the Red Sea has long passed, the ship is sailing on the Indian Ocean, yet the sun still relentlessly rises and sets, encroaching upon most of the night. ... The night seems like paper soaked in oil, becoming semi-transparent; it embraces the sun ... . ... Despite mastering the language of this world, those words still feel somewhat laborious to read, indicating that a considerable amount of time will be needed to become familiar with them.

Wei Jia'an has also realized that there are some issues with his own character. If he is alone, he tends to retreat easily when faced with even minor problems. However, when he is with others, especially for the sake of someone else, particularly his sister, he can accomplish things that he would normally find difficult to do due to shyness; his sense of embarrassment can be overcome, and he becomes fearless.

It is difficult to describe that feeling, stunning? Wei Jia'an glanced a few more times and took out a hairdryer from the cabinet under the computer desk, handing it over: "Here, a hairdryer, to dry your hair."

Returning to the room, he knocked on the bathroom door. Wei Jia'an placed the shopping bag at the bathroom door: "I have brought the items for you, they are at the door." After saying this, he left.

Wei Jia'an watched as Vera raised her hand, lifting her index and middle fingers. He said, "I just don't know how to define resistance and how to define non-resistance." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the other party's fingers touch his forehead, just a brief touch before withdrawing, taking away a blue line.

"Wait a moment," Wei Jia'an said, "I still feel very strange; let me prepare myself mentally."

Wei Jia'an placed the roasted duck hot pot on the table, laughing, "Are you trying to provoke a war?"

During the holidays, my sister spends most of her time here, and she has a set of clothes stored here. However, my sister is not very tall, so Vera definitely cannot wear her clothes. Nevertheless, there is no need to be too particular about clothing; it is acceptable to wear one's own. However, undergarments are quite a different matter. Although both of them are evenly matched, my sister has a good figure, so it is better to avoid discussing personal items.

"As long as it does not have an impact, or the impact is minimal, I am more than willing to help you," said Wei Jia'an

Almost ten minutes had passed when Wei Jia'an heard footsteps. He leaned back in his chair, tilting his head to look towards the kitchen. Vera stood there, her slightly damp, medium-length white hair cascading down her back, her face radiating a captivating glow, perhaps softened by the recent hot shower, appearing less cold. She wore her own checkered shirt and a pair of slightly faded jeans that belonged to her.

Wei Jia'an was just about to ask something when he felt a magical spell. At that moment, his phone rang; it was the delivery arriving.

"Do you understand?" Wei Jia'an asked

Leaving the supermarket, although it was a remote street, there were people coming and going all the way until approaching the residential area. By some strange twist of fate, Wei Jia'an took out the two boxes from the shopping bag and looked at them. A wireless lace set. ... On the back of the packaging, besides the size chart, there were actually illustrations and written instructions on the correct way to wear the lingerie—leaning the upper body forward at a 45-degree angle, allowing the bottom edge of the lingerie or the underwire to support...

"It’s nothing, it doesn’t hurt," Vera said, "Look over here, do not resist"

Rest assured, it will not have much impact on you; at most, you may feel as if you have lost something.

Ah! Wei Jia'an was taken aback, "Are you playing on the computer?" How is it that the action of a girl using a hairdryer to style her hair is more alluring?

Then I will begin. Vera raised her hand

"Um," Vera said, "Are you ready?"

Wei Jia'an curiously asked: "Why is this happening?"

What are you doing

"When it comes to using spells, I can only understand what you are saying and what you want to express." Vela casually picked up a book that was placed on the table next to the computer desk, "Including your handwriting, I can also understand, but that does not mean I can speak your language. Like this book, the words on it should be printed, right? Then I cannot understand it."

When a person speaks or writes, they are certainly thinking about how to express themselves, which imbues their words with emotion. Those secret texts or notes that allow one to learn certain skills or profound truths in a short time must have been infused with a great deal of emotion by the author. Moreover, even if two books contain the same content, if one lacks the emotional investment, the effects of the two books can be vastly different. Vela explained, "Through magic, I can discern the emotions embedded in the words, thus understanding their meaning; beyond that, it is not possible." Those secret texts or notes that allow one to learn certain skills or profound truths in a short time must have been infused with a great deal of emotion by the author. Moreover, even if two books contain the same content, if one lacks the emotional investment, the effects of the two books can be vastly different. Vela explained, "Through magic, I can discern the emotions embedded in the words, thus understanding their meaning; beyond that, it is not possible."

Alright, Vera said

"Do you not understand what I am saying? Can you speak the language of our world?" Wei Jia'an asked

Wei Jia'an recalled: "I remember you seemed to have mentioned that you needed my help, and that you required a spell to fully master the language of our world"

Vera stared at the computer screen, in order to prove that she understood it