Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

No way, little boss, you can’t even analyze and investigate who he is?

Ji Ming wanted to say that you are the most useless plug-in I have ever seen, but after recalling the hard work of the little boss in the high-dimensional world... he swallowed these vicious words. After all, why bother to beat workers? ?

"Then give me a list of all the saviors, and I will use my luck to check them one by one."

It has been more than 100,000 years since the arrival of the Mechanical Moon, and Yang Yue has also been fighting against it for more than 100,000 years. After suffering several disastrous defeats, it felt that it was completely unable to save itself with its own strength, so it launched the "This is the Salvation Plan" , summoned a total of one hundred and forty-seven saviors, trying to find the most suitable way to save the nation from endless possibilities.

…

Damn it, the little boss’s idea of ​​recruiting people is absolutely outrageous!

Although Ji Ming knows that Yang Yue is unreliable, and the stupid things he has done are too numerous to mention, if Jiu Yue really praises Yang Yue and the planet, his will to the world will definitely take the greatest credit, and Jiu Zi has to give it both hands. Bring a glass.

But he never expected that the lower IQ limit of Yang Yue's early operations was even lower than that of a fat-headed fish kid in a glass tank. The chronicle of the Ten Thousand Years War, which was supposed to be very shocking, was made to look like a time traveler joke. of.

As soon as he turned the first page, Ji Ming felt that if he held a live broadcast today, he would be able to use this "Don't Laugh" challenge to be ranked among the top 100 D stations next year.

[The first savior: An Yicheng]

[Identity: 16-year-old Japanese high school student. He has a sister and a house. Both parents have died. He is planning to form a game club with his two childhood friends and the help of his teacher to launch the most powerful and hottest game in the world]

…

[The second generation savior: Leon Ramos]

[Identity: Former FBI agent, retired to California to become an auto mechanic after suffering from PTSD. He is divorced and is fighting for custody of his daughter with his new girlfriend]

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[The third generation savior: Xiao Fan]

[Identity: A company manager in his thirties. After years of hard work, he bought a Mercedes-Benz. When he was young, he learned family kung fu from his grandfather and carried the jade pendant left by his grandma with him.]

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"Little boss, do you want to see who the saviors you have found are?"

The protagonist of harem dramas, the protagonist of zombie games, the protagonist of fairy novels...

Are you counting on them to save a magical world targeted by the Solemnity Agreement? Isn't this purely harmful to others?

【Ah this】

[I was still very young at that time, and everything needs to grow. You see... isn’t the savior I’m looking for now very powerful? 】

"Tsk, my skills in flattery are increasing day by day."

Moreover, Ji Ming asked himself one by one along the list of saviors, and found that until the last page, the introductions of these saviors still felt like Yangyue was messing around and grabbing cards.

"Guigui, why have you brought over this little prince from the plateau who has not even graduated from prenatal education but is very good at horseback riding and crossing bridges? You are planning to use the taro paste Bobo flavor to carve the fifth generation counterattack Mechanical Moon to bring silicon-based intelligent life to life. Choking to death?"

But it was on this last page, after Ji Ming silently recited the name of a certain stranger he was most familiar with, that his paradoxical luck finally came to a reaction, giving him a strange feeling in his heart.

…

Damn it, lion!

Ji Ming was quietly checking the list while also participating in the interrogation of the three people. At this time, it had reached the final stage. The three people were about to have nothing to say, so after it was completely over, he applied to be alone with the death knight as the God's Choice. Conduct a closed-door interrogation and whisper after confirming that no one is listening here.

"Giuseppe Nerva Jungle, or Li Pei Hong, right?"

The death knight huddled at the other end of the table: "Huh?"

Ji Ming, who was leaning on the back of the chair: "???"

He calmly pulled out the list and checked it again, and found that it was correct, the name of the Lionheart King was this. He even found out the real name of his original world. How could there not be even the slightest reaction?

"Little boss, what do you think?"

[How about we change the angle? I have a list of all his relatives and friends here, you can see]

"You...you...you are simply the biggest box in the whole Yangyue...hey, forget it."

So Ji Ming cleared his throat.

"Mr. Death Knight, I will read out a list of names next. Please raise your hands when you hear familiar names. This is part of the interrogation. I hope you can cooperate."

The death knight originally wanted to ask in detail, but after hearing the last half of the sentence, he had no choice but to shut up and signaled to Ji Ming that he could start.

"very good."

Ji Ming first read through his list of lovers who even Svendis felt ashamed when he saw them, and shouted, "Brother, please help me pick up girls."

However, whether it is the aristocratic daughter who was named the queen, the non-blood relation who has been with him for the longest time, the elf general who has provided countless help, or the ancestor king's favorite lover designated in the official history of the deep forest, the second generation Lion Heart King His biological mother... As a result, this boy was confused throughout the entire process.

"Tsk, you and I are still classic IPs in the Yangyue literary world. How heartless."

So Ji Ming changed the list and read through his twelve loyal Knights of the Round Table, as well as their outstanding military exploits and great names, and founded the "Northern Noble Military Group", which was obviously modeled after the "Twenty Lingyan Pavilion" in terms of number. The names of several dukes of the "Four Heroes".

"Um...sorry, I really don't feel it."

"Tsk, I saved your life more than nine times. How heartless."

Next are the princes and princesses who were so numerous that they could have a plate of chicken, and indeed experienced a real chicken-eating after the sudden death of the Lionheart King.

"Ah this..."

"Ah... you are like this, you touch your heart... I know it doesn't beat! Say it again!"

"Sorry! God's Chosen, I really can't remember, these names are all unfamiliar!"

This was indeed the case. The little boss had used the most precise method to calculate it, but the death knight still didn't panic at all, only endless confusion.

Now Ji Ming was also confused. There was no reason for the paradoxical luck to lie to him, or what was the benefit of lying to him on this matter? Or is it that the death knight's amnesia is really serious, as if his whole brain has been replaced with a new one, and he can't even remember even a little bit of what happened during his lifetime?

The death knight's expression also became solemn, and he began to ask urgently.

"Chosen by God, are these people very important to me? Can you introduce them to me? Maybe I can recall..."

Ji Ming scratched his head and decided to give that name a try, so he said it abruptly.

"Bai Feier·Shuanghua."

There was no need for a lie detector test this time, because the death knight's eyes trembled completely undisguisedly, and even his teeth began to tremble, and he was so excited that he almost lifted the table.

"This! This name! I have an impression! I, I, I, I..."

! ! !

No, buddy, although I have accepted that this perverted world, including me, is full of perverts, perverts like you are still a bit... too perverted.

A father can't remember the name of his child, a monarch can't remember the name of his ministers, and a husband can't remember the name of his wife. Instead, it's a male succubus who had an affair with you in the wild history, or a nightmare, I Just mention it a little and you will react immediately!

Disdainful, very disdainful of this.

Thank you that the protagonist of this book is not you, otherwise the author would have... put down his face and embarked on the road to the Dark Temple...

But no matter what, in Ji Ming's eyes, the little lion is still a fellow countryman. He usually takes those private affairs of unofficial historians as a joke and doesn't really believe them, but now...

If Ji Ming's heart was filled with turbulent waves, then the death knight's heart was filled with thoughts of the end of the world, where the tsunami would be enough to submerge the Himalayas. He gritted his teeth and tried to recall the name, but it was like trying to grab water from the ocean. My hands were so wet that I couldn't get anything out of them.

But he still held his head in unbearable pain and fought against it with the terrifying endurance that only belonged to a grassroots emperor, with his eyes red.

"Chosen God, since you can name this name, you must know who he is. Tell him! Him! Who is he?"

As a strange prisoner of war, the death knight wore special shackles containing holy light alloy that could suppress his power. Therefore, Ji Ming was not worried that he would suddenly attack and hammer his head into his stomach, so he just shook his head indifferently.

"If you are Lionheart, then he is your concubine."

The death knight immediately let out a scream and fiercely denied Ji Ming's statement.

"impossible!"

After realizing that he had lost his composure, he suppressed his voice again.

"I remember that he is a very important person to me, more important than everyone else. We still have a very noble and great cause to carry out. No matter what... we can't have a dirty relationship! Trust me! "

To be honest, Ji Mingxin, because those second and third generations of kings who have not experienced too many storms may change their ambitions due to some emotional changes, but the little lion is the founding monarch of the country.

As a legendary figure who single-handedly created the foreign world of Han and Tang Dynasties in the Deep Forest, he had suffered so much and experienced so many hardships when he was young. How could he be wasted because of one person's existence and fall because of one person's death? ?

It's a pity that the death knight's memory was completely lost. He immersed himself in thinking for a long time, but he could no longer pull anything away from the chaotic ocean current.

Ji Ming quickly recorded the topic and content of this meeting as discussing the use of Holy Light, and then packed up the documents on the table.

"Don't tell anyone else about this matter, unless you want to cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand?"

The death knight groaned and nodded hesitantly, but suddenly his face trembled.

"By the way, I remembered it again. There is one more thing. His name is Bofill. This is not a gentle name. Please don't use that weird pronunciation, as if you are talking about the roadside. Liuying, okay?"

Just as Ji Ming was about to agree, he felt that the pores all over his body had tightened. Yang Yue noticed the changes in his body and asked quickly.

[Savior, what’s wrong with you? 】

"Idiot, I'm being targeted!"

He immediately summoned high-dimensional power to cover himself, and then glared at the ceiling.

As the product of the violent power of the gray mist, the dark clouds over the Black Forest Territory had a shielding effect. Now coupled with Ji Ming's self-protection and counterattack, the creepy gaze disappeared in the next second.

"...Damn it, I'm afraid it's that little brat Zhiyue. There really was another reason behind the sudden death of the Lionheart King!"

The death knight also saw the uncertain look on the silent Ji Ming's face, misunderstood his intentions, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"You bastard, I will never allow you to insult my friend...ah!"

The Holy Light Shackles took effect immediately, passing through his body like an electric shock. If Ji Ming hadn't stopped him quickly, he would have been at least 70% cooked today.

"Calm down! I didn't mean to insult him, I was just wondering why Bofill's name was recorded as Concubine Bai in the official history of the deep forest?"

"Well……"

This time the death knight couldn't keep his face off, he shrank his hands and hesitated for a while before speaking.

"Sorry, I may be a little sensitive... maybe because I have encountered it before, very often, so..."

"No need to apologize, sit down, I have something very important to tell you."

Before speaking, Ji Ming checked his surroundings again and repeatedly confirmed that no one was eavesdropping before lowering his voice.

"Since you are going to the Holy See for investigation next, you will be on the road for a long time. I will help you search for some information about you and Bofill to help you restore your memory. Do you understand? ?”

Upon hearing this, the death knight immediately put his hands together and bowed slightly forward.

"Thank you for your generosity and help, God's Chosen One!"

"Harm, helping others is helping yourself. Maybe I will have to rely on you in the future."

After saying that, Ji Ming turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, he quietly looked back and found that the Death Rider, or Giuseppe, was standing at the table, his weathered face illuminated by the morning light outside the iron fence. Still filled with confused sadness.

"well……"

Slowly closing the special prison door with three locks, he felt a little disillusioned until now. A certain historical figure written in a book for anyone to interpret actually appeared in front of him alive like this. He even thought about it just now. I said thank you and even called you!

But what is more worthy of his attention is how important Bofill is to Giuseppe. Even if his brain is broken, he can still remember his goodness, and the crucial sentence "a very noble, very great cause."

"Old Li, Old Li, could you..."

After walking out of the cell under the church, Ji Ming turned up the stairs, where he met Archbishop Tenis who had obviously been waiting here for a long time.

Now that she has become known, she has also changed her clothes into the standard outfit of the Archbishop of the Holy Light Church, which is a purple robe, a gold-plated belt, and no cumbersome ceremonial hat on her head, replaced by a embroidered Wearing an amethyst hair accessory, there is also a bracelet with faint light spots on her wrist.

She seemed to have guessed what Ji Ming was doing, so she had a half-smile on her face.

"Have you finished chatting?"