Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 367 A saint should write a book and a biography
"Okay, okay, today's free clinic is over, everyone should leave."

Looking at the crowd behind the medical team that was clearly getting late but still growing, Ji Ming used the knight's water magic to wash his hands and couldn't help but sigh.

He was originally thinking about how many people a small medieval village could have, so he managed a dozen or so symbolically, and it was enough to show off his skills.

Even if I need to pay for the medicine, I just got a sum from the Hidden Archbishop anyway, and my Mr. Yang will pay for all the expenses. It’s just a bit of hard work for me to survive.

But he obviously underestimated everyone's wisdom. As long as there is a chance, he will really kill the sheep.

After curing the villagers who had suffered skin injuries during their working lives, the villagers who had suffered lumbar muscle strain due to years of hard work followed.

After curing the child who was born with roundworms and had a sallow complexion, pregnant women who were pregnant and worried about their child's health followed.

After checking the health of the elderly people in the village one by one, they were followed by the uncles who also felt that they were not feeling well.

——I can’t help it. Who said this is the Haikou I boasted about? Just treat it.

But although the location of the village is remote, it does not mean that they are closed.

Soon, the news that a miracle doctor came to Shangougou spread throughout the countryside. Before Ji Ming could complete a comprehensive physical examination for the people in this village, people from the next village rushed over.

Now he couldn't hold himself any longer. How could he be able to cure so many people just by himself? Not all diseases can be solved by vigorously injecting rejuvenating liquid.

And when Ji Ming announced that today's free clinic was over and everyone was taking a break, they were not happy anymore.

Several young and old were sent to cry around him, as if the chosen one had been overworked and died suddenly on the spot.

It wasn't until Ji Ming promised that he wouldn't leave tonight and would go to the next village tomorrow to continue the free clinic that they were still doubtful and dispersed.

But breaking up doesn't mean leaving. It's estimated that if Ji Ming sneaks away in the middle of the night, he will still be caught...well, they won't be able to catch him, but he will definitely be cried back.

"Tsk..."

Although the villagers were just acting rogue, Ji Ming actually understood.

With their current medical conditions and consumption levels, many people may not be able to go to the hospital even once in their lives. Even small clinics in towns only dare to go there if they have a serious illness.

Now that a real miracle doctor has finally arrived, if Ji Ming is also a member of the villagers, he will definitely be shameless and insist on a good treatment, even if he is not sick at the moment?

Can……

Am I not here to educate everyone about the dangers of evil gods?
Why did he suddenly become a miracle doctor and go to the countryside!

Ji Ming beat his chest, thinking that maybe this was the legendary cleverness that was misled by cleverness. If he had known better, he might as well have given them some money to make ends meet.

Fortunately, Earl Feng Ying quickly learned what was happening here. When he heard that the chosen one was actually trapped in the village by his subjects, he quickly spent money to hire a few doctors in the city to help, and also paid Ji Ming's money. The medical expenses incurred when I went out were reimbursed.

But even so, the famous miracle doctor Ji Ming still led his team to conduct consultations in the countryside for three full days before finally suppressing the influx of villagers.

Finally, in tears of emotion, he returned to Fengying City with the good reputation he no longer wanted and the upgraded "Zheng Qi Health Kung Fu".

Looking out of the car, looking at the city residents who came to greet them from the bottom of their hearts, and also wanting to see if any of the city residents wanted to be treated by the Divine Chosen, Ji Ming whispered while smiling and waving.

"Damn it, if I continue to work hard from now on I will be like a dog! Fishing is glorious, long live laziness!"

However, as soon as he lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes, he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Subconsciously, he wanted to get up, but then he thought about it, and he didn't know why he was here to find him.

What if you want to coax yourself into visiting a doctor alone?
What if you want to trick yourself into continuing to work?
So just pretend to be dead, just like when you first went to work, as long as you pretend not to see it, the leader who sent Fetion will leave...

However, the person outside the door seemed particularly persistent. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he continued to knock on the door.

Ji Ming could only look at the ceiling and mutter silently in his heart for help.

Bang bang bang!
Can you get out of here quickly?

Bang bang bang!
Take a break, I'm really exhausted.

Bang bang bang!
If he were an ordinary person, he would have had no choice but to open the door by now, but when it came to taking a break from busy work and being as steady as an old dog, no one could compare to Ji Ming.

He was the man who used to have Manager Sun talk at the top of his lungs every Monday and work hard on corporate culture, but he could still stand behind and quietly catch up on his sleep.

So even though the door was being knocked so hard that it felt like someone was blasting it with a machine gun, he still fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of metal being broken when struck with a blunt instrument that he just opened his eyes and saw a bright light blooming in front of his eyes.
What the hell!

And then there was a scream, and something fell on him.

"Ji Ming is dead! Ji Ming is dead! Ji Ming is dead! Ah!!!"

What is this important... No, even if it is important, there is no need to shout it three times in a row.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, stop crying, I've heard enough crying these days!"

Ji Ming broke free from the things that were pressing on him, lifted up the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes that were so bright that he couldn't open them now.

Suddenly I remembered, "Don't you know how to use [Lighting Technique]? When entering a room that may be dangerous, remember to throw it in first to dodge." This trick was taught to Eleanor by myself.

Yes, she was the only one who could find Ji Ming at this time and knock on the door like crazy without any discernment.

I just didn't expect that this trick didn't make the jungle believers happy, nor did it make the shadow believers happy. Instead, it was used on myself first.

And I really don’t know how much strength she used. This magic is so bright that if it lasts longer, it can be used to roast the whole house.

Ji Ming had no choice but to drink a full bottle of eyesight-improving potion, and finally managed to regain his sight.

"I'm not dead. Stop yelling. I just worked overtime for three days and need a rest."

"Uh……"

Eleanor lay on the other side of the bed holding her staff.

"I knocked on the door and came in. I saw you lying on the bed with a peaceful face, and...after all, so many things happened recently. The maid said that you had gone in, and then the door couldn't be knocked open. I subconsciously felt..."

"Not dead! Not dead! I beg you! Not dead!"

"Okay, okay, not dead."

"..."

"Why are you crying? Are you touched by how much I care about you?"

"It's because your lighting technique is so powerful that it burns my eyes."

"...QWQ."

Ji Ming sighed again. "Okay, tell me, why did you come to me?"

Eleanor's face suddenly fell.

"Teach me how to make the villagers completely give up their beautiful illusions about the God of Shadows..."

Since they want to kill the shadow remnants, the whole group must go into battle.

So Eleanor, who had neither the experience to build up Yangshou nor the talent to jump directly, suddenly became the most embarrassed among everyone.

What's more, the most inferior one among them all, and the one at the top of the list is [Holy Light Cultist], a buff that the villagers will call "good master".

Just like the title of "Guardian of Dog Village" for closed beta players, as long as you don't talk nonsense and bully others, you can at least talk about it with a smile.

But Eleanor is different. No matter how you say it, she can become a member of the Holy Light Church because of the relationship between her parents. The "former priest of the Holy Light Church in Sunshine City" is obviously not enough.

So when she faced the villagers, she could only use the title of "Princess".

It is a pity that no matter how much praise the poets and jesters of the past dynasties add to it, it cannot change the essence that it represents the nobility, and it is also the "nobles among the nobility".

So when the villagers heard that the leader of this group of protective knights was actually the king's daughter, their faces turned green.

Kowtow to kowtow, beg for mercy, fearing that this arrogant female master (?) will take advantage of his life.

At first, Eleanor felt that they were a little incomprehensible, and she still stumbled to explain to the villagers her life experience that she actually didn't want to mention.

However, the villagers just said, "Yes, yes, yes," and then continued to beg for mercy in fear.

If it were normal, she would have chosen one of the two major advisers in Tenis Jiming and allowed herself to free her mind and listen.

But now alone, Eleanor chose to use her brain, and after some unfamiliar investigation, she came to the truth.

——So what about the Earl's daughter? Aren't the ancestors of these southern nobles also quite powerful? Didn't they influence them to do evil?

It is true that impoverished mountains and rivers breed unruly people, but most of the poverty and evil in the southern border is definitely caused by this group of insect nobles.

In the eyes of the villagers, let alone princes and princesses, even if they are princes and princesses, so what if the king and queen come in person?

Just like the same raccoon dog.

So Eleanor, who directly started the nightmare difficulty dungeon, faced three full days of gloom in her life while Ji Ming was enjoying the intense overtime and pressure.

Not to mention changing the image of the Shadow Church, they couldn't even change their own image among the villagers. They tried their best and still failed.

It was all thanks to the Guardian Knights taking life C that they could barely understand the difference between the Evil God and the Righteous God, especially the Holy Light God, and only one of the five originally planned villages was completed.

Even so, when they were about to leave after completing their mission, Eleanor could still see a villager dragging the Guardian Knight, a man who was nearly three hundred pounds tall and whose hands were wrapped in solid chain armor.

"Brother, you are a good person, but you must be careful about her. I heard that the prince likes to eat children..."

Eleanor:…

Anxious! Defense broken!

Defense broken! Anxious!

So the first thing Eleanor did when she rushed back to the Earl's Manor was to find Ji Ming, and then asked him to shed tears for her.

"Ah this..."

To be honest, Ji Ming actually had no good solution to this situation.

You can't build a mental terminator, rely on the power of the Tower of Babel to transform yourself into Yuri from another world, and control everyone's mind so that they can pay tribute to you loyally.

As for stuffing money... it's just an angry comment. History and reality have proven that stuffing money, or simply stuffing money, cannot solve the fundamental problem.

"What should I do, Ji Ming? You've been silent for three minutes. Is there nothing you can do?"

"Wait a minute, let me think about it... No, doesn't the church have an instruction manual on this?"

"What do you mean... guide?"

"Guide on how to face this situation. A parish has been usurped by a heretic or something."

Eleanor was stunned for a moment and shook her head.

"Although there have been incidents of evil cultists causing chaos in the past, they basically just started making sacrifices in the dark and taking things by force. Everyone came over to solve the problem by force, and then they just waited for the folks to eat a thank-you banquet. Who knows? Things like this will happen again.”

It turns out that you are used to dealing with hard knives and guns, but you are helpless when faced with soft knives...

Now Ji Ming finally understood why the Holy Light Church was doing quite well, but the southern part of its territory could be infiltrated into a sieve by countless churches, large and small.

——Everyone has fast forwarded to the next era, using new strategies and tactics to open up new ways of playing. Why are you still stuck in the public security war stage?

This problem is small to say the least. For the time being, this group of churches dare not quarrel with the mighty Holy Light man who is full of martial virtue, so they maintain their appearance on the surface and do not cause any damage.

But that's a big deal. After all, when people show their cards, it means that at least people think that the Holy Light Church can no longer suppress them and can do whatever they want. It's a leek.

Although players are definitely not afraid of these things, and will actually become happier with the chaos, but from the perspective of God's Chosen, it is their duty to eliminate the potential troubles in the church for Uncle Sun.

And seeing these evil heretics all wearing monk robes, trying to sit under the Buddha and pretend to be good people, I wouldn't rush up and remove their unshaved heads and hair...

What a savior!
[Dad, you are so right]

[He said: Grandpa is so right]

So Ji Ming agreed to Eleanor's request, asked Tenis for three days' leave, and then teleported directly back to the dungeon.

In fact, he did not issue an order to collect knowledge, but who said that all the people and ghosts in his production team can do magic?

So after several months of development, the library in the tower castle, under the maintenance of magic scholar Mo Shou, has almost opened up an entire floor of rooms.

So he relied on the advanced experience of local seniors and the wisdom of real-world sages to delve into the new version, ponder new playing methods, organically combine theology and related knowledge in other fields, and complete the content of the Holy Light Church's dogma in the context of the new era. able.

Finally, looking at the book printed by the magic machine in front of him, Ji Ming, who stayed awake for three days in the form of the Divine Doctor Scroll King, finally got what he wanted.

“It’s over, no matter which church you are in, it’s over, no one can make me work overtime anymore!”

He teleported back to the Wind Shadow Territory with red eyes, but he was not in a hurry to spread the word. Instead, he handed the book "How to Make Pagans Break Their Defenses - Taking the Shadow Church as an Example" to Tenis, and let the old guy master the eyes first. .

The old guy didn't say anything after reading it. Instead, he used magic to make a copy of this completely mundane book on the spot.

"Immediately send it back to the Holy Mountain of the Holy See. Hurry up. At least eight horses will be killed."

(End of this chapter)