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Chapter 238 Spitting Out Human Words

Not long after the giant python opened its eyes, Chen Fan, who was lying in bed, opened his eyes too. The harvest this time was great, within the seas of Aomori, Japan, the electric eel had found another 500 kilograms of netting abalone and 700 kilograms of JiPing abalone, alongside countless Sesame abalone and sea cucumber.

Nowadays, many of these high-end seafood are artificially seeded and put into the sea to grow and develop naturally. The estimated production figure is normally calculated yearly according to the environment of ocean, but this year it seemed like they were sure to incur a huge loss.

Walking down from the stone tower, Chen Fan was shocked by a huge cobra at the door as he was preparing to have the hotel workers transport his goods.

"My God, since when have you gotten a pair of purple colored contact lenses?" Chen Fan was doubting if he had switched too frequently in between his own mind and the electric eel avatar, causing him to see illusions now.

Rubbing his eyes violently, he was sure that it wasn’t an illusion. The eyeball of the huge python had indeed become a thick purple. Very ridiculous, wasn’t it? Yes, no doubt, it was really ridiculous...

The purple fruit actually had the effect of changing the pupil? Wonder what would be the response of girls who wore colored lenses regarding this. They would love to look trendy by such technology, even though they have no eyesight problems, especially after discovering about the fruit which could change the color of their pupils?!

"Look down, bow your head!" Chen Fan signaled to the white giant python to lower its head. Then, he looked at the huge eyeballs of the python unbelievably, his hand covering his mouth.

"Yes ... it’s true ..." Chen Fan closed his jaw with his hand, as otherwise, he couldn’t speak.

Its purple eyes shone even brighter than the gems here, and could reflect the projecting gold threads within the retina.

"Yes ... it’s true ..." Chen Fan suddenly opened up his mouth wide, like a yawning hippopotamus.

"It’s true ..." a soft voice had echoed in the air continuously. Its accurate pronunciation made Chen Fan’s heart stopped suddenly.

"You ... you ... can talk?" Chen Fan’s gaze froze. His teeth were shaking, and he was making a sound like a woodpecker pecking a tree.

"You ... you ... can talk?" The two huge eyeballs of the python continued to scan around aimlessly, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of its opening and closing jaw.

Chen Fan had now fainted completely. If he hadn’t spent so much time with the python, he would’ve immediately directed the electric eel to kill it. Talking beasts are something only found in spiritual fantasy literature and are known by a common name, with no exceptions, which is "Monster"!

"No, no, even parrots, starling, and a grackle could talk!" While Chen Fan loitered back to the second floor of the stone tower, he mumbled like someone with a mental illness!

The reason parrots could imitate various types of sound was due to their developed muscles that were next to vocal organs and under the control of the brain. Thus, he could undertake complicated vibrations. Besides that, since the hard shells on top of their tongues had been removed, it had became much softer could move freely and even pronounce different syllables.

In fact, many animals had such skills. For example, when a cat cat-calls, the noise it makes isn’t a mere howl. Then, what about this gigantic python?

Despite the fact that the syllable it had just made was slightly sturdy and soft like an imitation show of cats, it had definitely pronounced the human language accurately and precisely. Unlike parrots, it could imitate correctly after only one time of hearing. It didn’t even need to be taught for a few times repeatedly.

All these factors had shown that its vocal canal and intelligence level were drastically different. The current issue which Chen Fan worried with the most now would be wondering how this level of intellect developed in this python.

The IQ of parrots was incomparable even to that of a 3 year old kid, who could only imitate speech, but was unable to express itself with the use of language. Regarding the wisdom of a python, Chen Fan was unsure, but he felt that it should far exceed the parrot. Then the next issue could be, could the python speak fluent Chinese? After a long time?

"Possibilities are high. That plant must be some tool to develop human intelligence, one that could open up animal minds after eating them. So, I want to be a guest teacher and teach the python Chinese." This statement was said loudly by Chen Fan after he woke up from bed.

Babies usually start to associate words with corresponding things during their ninth to twelfth months, most even understand the meaning of the words. Then, they are able to send out some simple words to express their meanings.

As time goes on, the babies’ vocabularies would increase more and more, until they could say sentences composed of multiple words. Although these sentences were very simple at the beginning, there was no syntactic rule.

After all, the babies began to use sentences to express their meanings. After that, the structure of the sentence would get more and more complicated with an increased number of words. Content of the expressions would also become more abundant and complex too. To teach a gigantic python to talk, Chen Fan planned to teach it some Chinese characters first, then only slowly increase the difficulty.

"I!" Chen Fan ran to the giant python and pointed at himself while speaking in Mandarin.

"I!" The gigantic python imitated his pronunciation accurately!

"You!"

"You!"

"Gigantic python is a puppy!"

"Gigantic python is a puppy!"

...

There’s no way not to admit that the ability of a python in imitating was brilliant, as it managed to understand by hearing only once. However, Chen Fan would still need to teach it word by word, no matter how smart it was. After all, how could it learn calculus equations, when it didn’t even know what was one plus one?

"Well, today’s class is up to here, and you’ve to do some revisions at home." According to his watch, it was already half past five in the evening, time to deliver some seafood and have dinner.

"I still need to give a name to the python." When he boarded the submarine, Chen Fan glanced at the stunned eyes of the giant python, feeling that it had to be matched with a nice name.

After having sat in the submarine for ten minutes and reaching the dock, Chen Fan could still not think of any nice names. All were either too boring or too exaggerated. Thus, he decided to check in a dictionary that night.

While he took out his phone and was about to call those hotel workers to come over with some seafood, his phone rang with an unknown number.

"Hey, is this Mr. Chen?" Coming from that phone was a sweet female voice. Her voice was so flirty that it gave him goosebumps.

"I...am, who are you?"

"We are the account manager of Rundong Auto Trade. The Lamborghini you ordered is here and the Maybach 62S Zeppelin has been here for five days now. When do you plan on picking them up?"

"Oh!" Chen Fan was enlightened and nodded his head. He was so busy with the exploitation of the oil rig and that purple fruit nowadays, no one could contact him without knowing about his online ID.

"I’ll be there approximately in two hours!"

Those cars were actually ordered by him one month ago and, since they’re half-customized, their delivery had been delayed up to now. The seafood transporting truck had only arrived twenty minutes later. Chen Fan followed up and sat on the co-driver seat, waiting to take a free ride home.

The driver was a young man in his twenties. He had just retired from the logistics support department in the Shenyang Military Region a few months ago, where he used to drive a petrol truck. Now, he was in charge of the transportation of seafood for the hotel.

Xiao Zhou joked to Chen Fan that the bunch of women in the hotel had been crazy in wanting to meet him, to the extent of scaring the single men off and no longer daring to pick their partner out from them. For sure, Chen Fan knew of the reason. This attention was because he was rich.

Yet, he still joked on himself by saying, "It seems like being too handsome is a burden!"

Xiao Zhou smirked helplessly while looking at the front of road. Even soldiers were not that attractive in society nowadays.

Though the cargo was heavy and extra-long, Xiao Zhou had experience with military trucks, so he could drive the truck like a bike. It only took twelve minutes for him to stop at the hotel’s distribution pathway.

As Chen Fan walked into the crowded lobby, those observant servers had immediately spotted him out of the crowds. They shamelessly approached him in a very flirty manner.

After sending the women off uneasily, Chen Fan took a lift up to the fourth floor. It was Sunday today, a day of which was Yunmeng’s day off. At first glance, her figure that was sitting in front of a desktop in her short black-collared uniform made him think that she was a secretary hired by his mom!

"What are you playing?" Chen Fan put on a bad smile, tipped out his feet, and amplified his voice spontaneously.

"Ah!" Yunmeng was both delighted and surprised. Then, she carved out a beautiful smile on her face and smiled while saying, "I’m playing QQ pet now, do you only know how to scare people off, Chen Fan brother?"

"Hehe, where are my parents? Why don’t I see them around?" Chen Fan softly held her shoulder from around the pure white cushioned chair she sat on, which he now figured was no problem to sit more than one person on.

"Maybe they went to the top floor to check on the dry goods." Yunmeng looked at Chen Fan with her big eyes and blushed slightly. She even felt a little bit guilty for being so intimate with Chen Fan.

At that moment, Xiao Xue, who was dozing off before, now ran towards them recklessly. That gun didn’t leave any side effect, and even the nauseating wound had been covered well by its snowy white fur, making no one the wiser. Xiao Xue had grown, now reaching 1.6 meters long and 1.2 meters tall.

"Hmm..." Chen Fan snorted from his nostrils, then rested his hands on Yunmeng’s youthful waist.

"You ... when did you come?" Yunmeng blushed even more and couldn’t even talk properly now.

"Not long ago!" Chen Fan did not know what was in Yunmeng’s mind for sure, but he slowly enjoyed the temporary warmth and peace of holding her softly in his arms without going overboard.