Si Fan put the whole box of things back almost without moving, then sealed the environment inside again, and even vacuumed it out, then put it on a private plane, crossed the ocean, and headed straight for the land of China.

After returning to the country, Si Fan immediately brought the things to the research room of his headquarters, and experts and scholars from various countries were also invited to translate documents here.

There are never many people willing to refuse the call of Skynet Group. Banknotes are the stepping stones to all closed doors.

Very useful.

So today, in a laboratory, there are more than a dozen professors of all kinds sitting. These professors are language experts around the world, and their specific research directions are different.

Si Fan now has the rubbing documents of these books on his desktop, all of which were copied according to the highest requirements, each of which was very clear and displayed some details.

"This is the document you are going to translate and understand. Before that, I hope everyone will sign an agreement, a confidentiality agreement." Si Fan pointed to a document beside each of them.

A professor in the crowd didn't look very good. He was obviously a big shot in some aspects of the country.

"I don't agree to sign any confidentiality clause. If I come here as my identity and status, it is impossible for you to reveal your secrets. If that is the case, why sign this useless clause?" he said very arrogantly.

Si Fan glanced at him. This guy was a professor in the Chinese department of a university. He was usually admired by students, curious thoughts from the outside world and his arrogant face in interviews in history, as if the eldest son of God and his second son.

"Professor Chen Hexin, if you cannot accept our terms, you can leave now. Our company provides the full amount of your round-trip air ticket, but you want to return the translation money given by our company and the subsequent benefits you promised." Si Fan said it very clearly.

The old man Chen Hexin on the opposite side immediately shut up. He despised this and actually gave copies of some of the information he translated.

You also have to sign a confidentiality agreement. You think it is an important national document, but now he doesn't dare to talk nonsense. He doesn't want any face anymore. How much is the face worth? The price given by Skynet is 50,000 yuan a day. This price is really very expensive. When experts in ancient literature and literature in research were making extra money, they were much less than other departments. Now they finally had this opportunity and how could they give up.

Face? How much is face worth?

What's more, Si Fan gave him a step.

"The files here are still in the protection stage for the time being. They were not saved in particular intact and will be open to you after maintenance." Si Fan said.

No one said anything now. Those who have achieved success in ancient characters like these things, and they can see the original ones.

No one is talking nonsense now. They are paying high salaries and of course they have to do things for Si Fan.

As a group of old peddlers signed a confidentiality agreement, they also began to read the documents.

All the information is complicated, and no one can understand too much of the specific content. These experts are big shots in various fields. They can understand a lot in a specific field, just like what these experts are studying now are these books.

Of course, they were not really doing translation work at the first time, but silently read the books they needed to be translated.

This is the most basic. You must have a minimum concept in your mind to translate ancient books.

Si Fan was not afraid that they would take away the secret. There were many things in this book, and many of them might be things that were not recorded in ancient and modern documents.

But it doesn't matter. It's enough for them to understand. It's okay for them to spread it out, just think it's a contribution to world cultural exchanges.

These experts slowly looked at their own information. This was the category they classified themselves as theirs. Now they saw the experts sighing, their hearts were ups and downs, and they gradually became immersed in it.

Reading very simple books has slowly given them a new understanding.

Gradually, I remember the outlines of these books in my heart.

With these foundations, they can translate better, and Si Fan is also looking at a super thick book translated.

This book is the diary of the Pirate King Bashalome Roberts, and the things written on it attracted Si Fan.

This notebook did not start when he was the Pirate King, but when his fleet had grown very strong.

"I never thought that one day I would be so painful. It seemed that a demon was eroding me in my body. I knew that I didn't have much life anymore, but it didn't matter. I seemed to have heard a legend a long time ago that there was a magical sand in the immortal Ganges, and he could bring a new life."

The entire diary starts here, only a year before his death.

Sifan could be sure that the pirate king Bashalome Roberts during this period should be suffering from a terminal illness. His body was almost unable to hold on, so he started writing this diary and also began to look for the sands of the Ganges.

The first page describes how painful he is. He can no longer eat, and the devil is taking away his intestines.

From Si Fan's perspective, this guy must have a problem with his stomach and intestines. According to the length of time, there may be too many types of diseases, and Si Fan cannot judge the specific type of disease.

Then Si Fan turned on the second page.

"Puff!" Almost squirted out an old blood.

It’s not that Si Fan’s psychological tolerance is too poor, but that the style of painting on the second page changes too quickly.

"I can never forget Lisa's caress for me, nor the thick whiteness on the corner of his mouth. She lay on me like an angel, ups and downs like waves."

I can't say anything later. This guy who is paralyzed is sure that he doesn't want to write a small book that he wants to be banned?

Suddenly, Si Fan wanted to skip the place he wanted to read the diary behind, and then he held back.

Continue turning the page.

"Bang!" Si Fan slapped her notes, and all the experts turned their heads.

"You guys keep going." After saying that, Si Fan gritted his teeth and continued to turn the page.

The previous page reads: "It's so boring, I miss yesterday..."

"Brother, do you think about it for a day? You also wrote all the postures clearly and clearly."

Next page... Si Fan vomited blood again. It's the third day, you guys are actually going to sneak into someone's window.

However, here I wrote a sentence for Si Fan to write down. This Lisa is actually the wife of a local baron.
Chapter completed!