A few minutes later, the personnel from the Supervisory Bureau had all left.
Only Wang Ran and Lin Ying remained.
Lin Ying was both excited and restless.
"This stele was left by ancestors, but it's unclear exactly from how long ago."
Wang Ran spoke slowly.
From the [Language Master], Wang Ran had gained the knowledge of countless ancient languages.
A few thousand years are nothing compared to the lengthy eons of Earth's history. Humanity had once created splendid civilizations, but for some unknown reason, they had all successively perished.
Perhaps Earth had been fraught with disasters a long time ago?
Wang Ran didn't know.
As for the stele at hand, since the information from the recent simulation wasn't detailed enough, he couldn't determine which group of ancestors' language it was.
He couldn't even be sure if it was related to immortals...