Indeed, the language spoken by the monster—which I assumed, from the mysterious young man's words, was Kang Sora—was a language from Earth.
There were two reasons for my belief in this.
The first was that it didn't resemble the Immortality Language at all, and from the knowledge I gained, there are no other languages in this world besides the Immortality Language.
The second was that it greatly resembled the Asian languages I used to hear in movies and series during my days on Earth.
"Alright, I'm not completely sure. It might be from a different world, not Earth."
I stand up and head towards Uncle Yu to prepare to leave the island.
"And speaking of the Immortality Language, isn't it strange that this world has a Chinese theme in names and clothing, but not in the language?"
I mean, as expected from a cultivation world, but the strange thing is that instead of Chinese or a similar language, the closest thing to the Immortality Language on Earth is the Semitic languages.
And I think this is one of the things that made learning the writing easier for me.
"Alright, that's not important. I'm still too weak to uncover the secrets of this strange world."
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel tense.
"This time, I won't get close."
Indeed, I had nowhere to escape to, and the presence of a mysterious, extremely powerful, and somewhat friendly entity on the ship eased my fear a little.
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Once again, everything happened exactly as in the previous cycle until I reached the shared sleeping quarters on the pirate ship.
Upon seeing both Shou Bao Tsai and Kang Sora, I felt a bit strange as I greeted them.
"Umm, hello."
"Welcome, friend. Are you also heading to the Dead Giant Island?"
"Yes."
The conversation between me and Shou Bao Tsai proceeded almost like the previous cycle, with the exception of some small differences.
"How I hate doing the same thing over and over."
I sigh in annoyance as I lie on the uncomfortable bed.
"I might die of madness if I keep doing the same thing cycle after cycle. I have to stop dying every five minutes."
"The problem now is how to know if Sora is from Earth or not. Should I look for an opportunity and speak English in front of her?"
"I don't know. I'll think about this tomorrow. I'm tired now."
I close my eyes wearily and fall asleep.
"Wake up, you lazy pigs!"
"Damn, I hate my life."
"Wait, this is an opportunity."
I feel an idea sparking in my head.
And indeed, upon seeing Kang Sora awake, I decide to implement my idea immediately.
"Damn you, let me sleep five more minutes." (Speaking in English)
I don't know if Kang Sora noticed or not, but I quickly get up and leave the room, heading to the dining hall.
Because I want to avoid, as much as possible, anyone asking me what I said.
"That would be extremely embarrassing."
Upon reaching the dining hall, I find the trinket seller waving to me.
"That old bastard."
I wanted to ignore him, but remembering that he said he had connections with the Seekers of the Truth of Life and Death sect...
"You are an alchemist, aren't you?"
"No."
"..."
"I want you to make something for me, and believe me, the reward will be greater than you can imagine."
"I don't want to. Also, I told you, I'm not an alchemist."
"..."
I try to stifle my laughter as I see the trinket seller's frozen expression.
"Oh, come on, don't be like that, my young friend. Look, don't you want to join one of the sects on Dead Giant Island? Right? Good news for you, I have some connections with the Seekers of the Truth of Life and Death sect, and all I need from you is help making something simple, and I assure you, you'll join 100%."
"So, what do you think?"
"But I'm not an alchemist, sir."
"..."
How I wish I had a camera right now to capture the expressions on the trinket seller's face.
"But sir, isn't there something else I can do to help you help me join the Seekers of the Truth of Life and Death sect?"
Hope returns to the trinket seller's eyes upon hearing this.
"Unfortunately, since you are not an alchemist, I cannot help you."
A dramatic, expert expression appears on the trinket seller's face as he says sadly.
"If only you were an alchemist, I would have helped you join the Seekers of the Truth of Life and Death sect, as they are currently looking for alchemists."
"What a pity, what a pity. There's nothing we can do."
I must admit, this old serpent is good at deception. Unfortunately for him, I know his weakness.
"What a pity. So, what should I do with all the money I gathered to join one of the cultivation sects, then?"
"Money?"
The trinket seller's eyes gleam upon hearing the word 'money.'
"Even though it would have been better if you were an alchemist, this old man can still help you."
"How much do you have?"
I bear the pain in my heart as I take out one silver coin and ten copper coins and give them to the trinket seller.
'I swear, if what you say, you old bastard, is just lies, I'll make sure to throw you into the Sea of Pain during my next cycle, no matter the cost.'
Upon seeing the money, some disappointment appears in the trinket seller's eyes, but he still grabs it quickly with expert hands.
"It's true it's a small amount, but don't worry. Since this old man is kind, your joining the Seekers of the Truth of Life and Death sect is now guaranteed."
"Thank you."
After finishing my dealings with the trinket seller, I continue my breakfast and go to help the crew with their tasks.
"Tsk, who would have believed I'd work until my back breaks even in a fictional cultivation world."
I sigh wearily as I enter the shared sleeping quarters.
Since I finished early, Shou Bao Tsai hasn't returned yet, so only Kang Sora was in the room, and it seemed she was waiting for something.
"What's with her gaze?"
"My friend, where are you from?"
I feel a tremor in my brain as I hear Kang Sora speaking in English instead of the Immortality Language.