Aliens
On the 16th, Monday, after school, Xia Yu took a leave of absence from his part-time job and Kong Hanyue and went to a building.
He was waiting for the appearance of his first target.
At half past three in the afternoon, three men in suits walked out of the building, one of whom was the translator with the highest level of Zi Lu, whom Xia Yu was looking for.
She was a middle-aged woman, and translation of novels was just a small hobby of hers, as she was also a well-known translator.
Xia Yu started the game.
Please choose the exchange object: Random selection / Free selection
Of course, it was free selection.
Please look straight at the other person's body to confirm.
Looking straight at her body, Xia Yu confirmed once again.
Single mode / Double mode
Single mode.
Matching in progress
Match completed
Before the game starts, please confirm the following terms:
...
Body exchange achieved
After a brief period of darkness, Xia Yu found himself in the body of the middle-aged woman.
Standing on either side of her were two men who seemed to be company managers, inviting Xia Yu to dinner that evening.
"Sorry, I'm feeling a bit unwell." Xia Yu declined.
The two men didn't say anything more, and one of them drove Xia Yu home.
Xia Yu, who was clear about which floor the woman's home was on, took the keys from her bag and opened the room.
He looked at the screen.
Generates bonus according to the other party's body...
Bonus generation completed
Obtained bonus: Go bonus Lv1, Chess bonus Lv1, Gomoku (Five-in-a-row) bonus Lv1
Please enjoy the game.
"..."
What kind of bonus is this?!
Although Xia Yu was prepared for the possibility that the bonus might be unrelated to translation, he didn't expect it to be completely unrelated.
The middle-aged woman, who had been squeezed out of control of her body by Xia Yu, also came to her senses.
"Who are you?" She asked in six languages.
"I am an alien. My spaceship passed by the edge of the galaxy, and I projected my consciousness into your body to take a tour of your civilization." Xia Yu lied.
"Not a ghost?" The woman asked.
"Ghosts are not allowed to exist." Xia Yu replied.
"Then, in exchange for using my body, what kind of compensation are you prepared to offer?"
"???"
The woman continued: "I don't need much, just give me some advanced technology from a decade ahead, preferably in the field of consumer technology."
In your dreams!
"Is ten years too much? How about something five years ahead? If the Galactic Federation doesn't allow disclosure of technology, just tell me a feasible direction for scientific research, and I'll recruit people for it myself."
After pondering for a moment, Xia Yu opened the woman's phone and found the QiDian Reading app in it.
This was someone who read too much web fiction and really thought that aliens would invade human bodies.
Not to mention Xia Yu wasn't an alien, even if he were, aliens usually have sinister plots, not here to deliver technology to a woman.
"Fine. Once I've experienced enough of your planet's customs, I'll give you a research direction. Yes, I'll give you a feasible idea in the field of Artificial Intelligence."
Xia Yu only meant it as a joke, but the woman actually believed it. So he went along with her imagination.
Having no interest in honing Go, chess, and gomoku skills, Xia Yu picked up the woman's notebook.
"By the way, do you know any alien language translators?"
"Earth doesn't have that profession." The woman believed in Xia Yu's alien identity even more.
"It might exist, just that you don't know." After spouting some nonsense, Xia Yu asked his real purpose, "Do you know where the simultaneous translators live? If there are young translators with high proficiency, it might be possible."
He wanted to obtain information about a high-level translator through the woman.
The woman thought for a moment and said, "I know a simultaneous translator who goes to Kaiyang every month to visit one of his girlfriends."
Upon hearing that the woman knew one, Xia Yu was momentarily happy, but the happiness disappeared when he heard about the girlfriend. Having a girlfriend proved he was a man, and men were useless.
Xia Yu opened the woman's notebook and told her that he would first experience Earth's gaming culture, then started a game.
Looking at the time on the notebook, Xia Yu saw that it was almost eight hours, so he tensed his muscles.
"What's wrong?" The woman was a bit panicked.
Stiffening his body, Xia Yu replied with a broken voice, "It's no use, the internet is stuck, damn Unicom, I..."
The woman only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her body regained control.
She sat in front of the computer, holding her head.
Once there was an alien who wanted to give me a golden finger, but due to a cosmic internet lag, he withdrew.
What kind of internet did he say he used? Unicom? Do aliens also use Unicom?
At this moment, the screen in front of the woman changed, and a line of text appeared in front of her.
Stop dreaming of pies falling from the sky, work hard!
This was the gift Xia Yu gave her through programming.
Unaware of the woman's confusion, Xia Yu returned to his own body and crossed the woman's name off the notebook.
The next day, Xia Yu visited the youngest woman on his list. This time, the bonus was slightly better, but there were still no translation or foreign languages, only rap, dancing, and basketball.
Returning to his body again, Xia Yu crossed off that name and looked at the remaining two names in the notebook, feeling a little worried.
He felt that the remaining two were unlikely to have what he needed.
The highest level translator should be in Afang or Yaoguang. Should he go to these two cities?
It would be nice if he had body retrieval opportunities to directly retrieve.
However, if he really had those opportunities, he would never waste such precious retrieval on foreign languages but choose business or medicine instead.
With programming and business, he could make money quickly, and money was one of the most important things in modern society.
As for medicine, low-level skills might not be very useful, but high-level ones would surely surprise people. Life was more important than money.
Forget it, don't think about it.
Lying on the bed, he fell asleep.
The next morning, as usual, he arrived at the school, but Xia Yu's interest was not high.
"Xia Yu!" At noon, Yan Wei came to him and handed him a book.
Faced with Xia Yu's confusion, she explained, "This is the English version of Wen Ziying's 'The Swan.' The president gave it to us."
Wen Ziying was a high school sophomore in their school, and since her debut as a junior, she had become a best-selling writer with a small following.
Taking the book, Xia Yu glanced at the title, White Bird, and translated it straightforwardly.
"This was translated by Wen Ziying herself, but unfortunately, I can't understand it." Yan Wei flipped through her own copy of White Bird, expressing her regret.
"Wen Ziying translated it herself?" Xia Yu raised her head.
"Mhm." Looking at Xia Yu's sudden interest, Yan Wei thought she had successfully started the topic.
She knew that Xia Yu really liked the book White Bird, so she spent some time researching it. As long as the topic started, they could definitely continue talking!
However, Xia Yu didn't start talking about the book, but instead asked, "Which class is Wen Ziying in?"
A strong sense of crisis rose in Yan Wei's heart.