Solve language problems

"I finally understand what Crow 12345 meant by 'not having time to deal with trivial matters on Earth,'" Lin Feng said with a wry smile after ending the communication. "Her daily work is simply insane, living like she's in a blockbuster movie."

"Does she usually hold grudges?" Vivienne also witnessed the scene just now, feeling a bit scared. Although she might not understand what space warfare or mathematical weapons were, she could instinctively sense that Crow 12345 was someone not to be trifled with. "You're sure you haven't offended her?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment. "Does quietly calling her the White-Haired Witch in my mind count?"

Vivienne: "..."

While Lin Feng and Vivienne were chatting, his data terminal suddenly lit up. A message appeared in his mind: the translation program Crow 12345 promised had been delivered.

Lin Feng opened the data terminal and quickly found the location of the translation program. In fact, he didn't need to search at all. Just by using mental commands, the data terminal would display its current functions. Looking at the instructions for the translation program, Lin Feng instinctively licked his lips. "Wow, this is indeed high-end stuff. If I had this back in the day, I wouldn't have struggled with the English CET-4 exam three times..."

"What do you think?" Muyun eagerly leaned over to look at the data terminal. "Does it explain how to use it?"

Lin Feng pointed to the holographic screen, where it was written very clearly:

"Universal Adaptive Translation Script, Permission Level F, used for Basic Inspectors or their dependents. Once activated, it can directly connect to the user's thoughts for real-time translation. The user will not feel the translation process. It also supports language assistance functions, which can take over part of the user's language abilities, achieving seamless communication between the user and various alien languages."

While the terminology was specialized, Lin Feng managed to understand how to use it after reading through the parts he could understand. He had to admit it was quite a marvel. He had thought the translator was something like a text-to-speech device (he had limited knowledge, and there was nothing more advanced on Earth, was there?). But he didn't expect it could directly send the translation results of any language to his mind. Moreover, it had a "language assistance function," which could take over part of the user's language abilities?

Lin Feng thought he could now pretend to be a local—even perfectly imitate the London accent.

"Oh, right, let's try it out!" Lin Feng saw that the annotation in the translation program also stated that it included all the language libraries within the Empire's jurisdiction, including the indigenous languages on every uncivilized planet and lost languages. He immediately had the idea to test it out. He activated the translation function and mentally confirmed that the data terminal was ready at the psychic interface. Then he looked at Vivienne. "Speak to me in Old English and see if this works. According to the manual, as long as it's a form of communication on Earth, it should be translatable."

Vivienne blinked. "Is this thing really that amazing?"

"Try it and you'll see," Lin Feng said eagerly. "Go ahead."

Vivienne hesitated for a moment. "I was speaking Old English just now—and so were you."

Lin Feng looked at his data terminal in amazement. After a while, he muttered to himself, "This is truly seamless communication. I didn't even notice... it even mimicked your accent."

Muyun, who had been watching on the side, couldn't contain her curiosity any longer and came over with a smile. "Landlord, let me try it too!"

But as soon as Muyun took the data terminal in her hand, the translation program immediately stopped.

"Although this is a low-level civilian model, it still has rules!" A line of text appeared on the data terminal. "The authentication of the selected function module permission has failed. Continuing to use the corresponding function may violate regulations. If you really want to use it, go buy a downgraded civilian version without the lock from Shadow City in the future."

Muyun widened her eyes. "But why does it work fine when I listen to music with you?"

"This falls under the unlocked function and can be opened according to relevant regulations." Another line of text appeared on the data terminal. "But please respect the initial settings of the device. The device is for task execution, not for playing music! You can insult the traditional appearance of the device, but you cannot insult its player—using the sixteen-channel mode to loop-play 'Little Apple' is a serious provocation to the device!"

Lin Feng looked at Muyun weirdly. She sheepishly handed the data terminal back. "I was just bored. You left this on the coffee table one day while you were cooking for the bats, so I played with it for a while."

Lin Feng stored the data terminal away, feeling a bit sorry for Muyun's disappointed look. So, he tried to divert her attention. "How about this, I tried it with Vivienne just now, and now with you. Pick any foreign language or dialect and see if it can translate."

Muyun's eyes lit up. Seeing Lin Feng's prepared look, she cleared her throat and tentatively said, "Woof?"

Lin Feng: "..."

Vivienne: "..."

Data Terminal: "..."

"This... the device doesn't have a pre-installed vocabulary for that." A line of text appeared on the data terminal. "But based on the context and your physical condition, did you just say 'food'?"

Muyun twisted her body while hugging her knees. "Guessing doesn't count. This isn't fun. I'm going downstairs to eat."

After Muyun left, Vivienne smiled wryly and turned to Lin Feng. "You see, she doesn't even admit she's a big dog, but as soon as she opens her mouth, the truth comes out."

"That's not entirely fair," Lin Feng, somewhat protective of the silly werewolf girl who could always lighten his mood, said. "I asked her to say a few words in a foreign language. Perhaps barking is a form of language for werewolves... at least it's a dialect."

Lin Feng marveled at the new function of the data terminal, feeling like he could now sweep through the linguistic world. If he weren't naturally lazy, he might be able to go to major foreign language schools just pretending to be a werewolf. What he didn't know was that this thing was already the most basic function among the most basic equipment of the Time and Space Administration, and it was about to become outdated: the language barrier was a common problem for grassroots officials patrolling various times and spaces. Unlike the Sprites, they couldn't directly access all knowledge through the mental network. Mortal-bodied grassroots officials (inspectors and various "saints" and "bishops") often had to rely on various devices to solve the problems they encountered in their tasks. And now the Time and Space Administration was working on improving this situation by directly integrating some of the data terminal's functions into the body modification project of inspectors. The first project was to add a translation mechanism to their brains, allowing them to communicate seamlessly with all races like the Sprites and without the need for any devices. Unfortunately, Lin Feng missed the

 good times. In a few days, he would have to lie down in that "coffin" again...

Leaving aside future worries, Lin Feng and Vivienne spent some time in the room studying—don't get the wrong idea, they were studying whether the data terminal had any other functions. Lin Feng had realized Crow 12345's unreliability. The white-haired witch couldn't even understand the basic equipment of the Time and Space Administration. Calling her a mechanical idiot was putting it mildly. He didn't know if such a person could be considered an exception, but to avoid being tricked again in similar situations in the future, Lin Feng had to carefully study whether there were any other problems with his equipment. As a result of this check, he did find a problem: the data terminal was installed with a set of "Thirty-seven Species' Fetal Protection and Calming Encyclopedia," with a note saying "Weapon Classification"...

Lin Feng's expression was like this: O_o!!

Could that crazy goddess with five digits still work properly? What if she requests reinforcement when she's about to be killed on the battlefield in the future, and two baby carriages are airdropped?