Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 552 I’m so cute and invincible!
"Well, Earl, you've made a good start. You should be more cautious in the next period of time and don't take any more risks."

After talking about things related to Christine, Ji Ming told her some things about himself.

But Christine couldn't understand what he was talking about alchemy, so this part of the story was very brief, so simple that it could even be summarized in three words.

——I, Ji Ming, am awesome!
But even if they were just chatting casually, it was already late at night and the dinner was about to end, and they couldn't slack off here any longer.

"Let's go."

But before removing the shadow barrier, Ji Ming cast a curse and magic warning on Christine again for safety reasons.

Of course, this new curse seemed to be able to be triggered normally by the caster, but it had lost the effect of stirring Christine's blood.

Instead, it will enter anti-tracking mode after being activated, allowing Christine to detect the specific location of the caster and then make another decision.

The early warning magic covering the divine consciousness was completely restored by Ji Ming, and at the same time, a copy was made exactly in the magic crystal.

And all traces of the operation were cleaned up to ensure that the spellcaster, who might be the Lionheart King, would not notice any clues.

But a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and even with such thorough arrangements, it could not satisfy the cautious Ji Ming.

For safety reasons, he also disguised and encrypted Christine's memory, so that when outsiders wanted to explore her experience that night, they would only know...

"Uh, what do you want them to know? ...No, no! Just pretend I didn't ask, Da-Mei! No means no!"

After concealing this memory as a heartwarming reunion of old friends, Ji Ming and Christine returned to the party one after another.

Duke Xiguang naturally noticed Ji Ming who had reappeared in the meeting place at some point, but he did not say anything. Instead, he gave Ji Ming a meaningful smile.

If I force myself to translate it, the general meaning is - "You are awesome. You have been doing this for so long. You are truly the number one centaur in Radiance!"

Ji Ming was too lazy to explain, so he simply responded with a smile, which roughly meant - "What if I'm the first horse mount?"

Old man:? ? ?
Although the matter was quite serious, according to the arrangement, the Shenlin delegation would only stay in Qixia City for three days, which could be described as a tight schedule and heavy task.

Since he had already been there, Ji Ming did not attend the garden party the next morning, but instead rode his horse to the holy mountain overnight.

He greeted His Holiness the Pope and opened a back door temporarily, allowing him to see the little lion he had not seen for a long time.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being the eternal emperor of Yangyue Star. Even though he has turned into a strange creature, his emotions are still extremely stable.

Therefore, the little lion who was under house arrest has gained more personal freedom because of his good behavior, and can even walk around freely on the mountain.

So when Ji Ming saw him, he was lying in the rare midday sun in winter, reading a book quietly.

……

Holy shit, no wonder Shenlin can become the largest country in Yangyue, can you believe that smoke comes out of its ancestral tomb? ?
"Ok?"

Although being scorched by the sun, the little lion's consciousness was still sharp and he immediately detected the presence of outsiders in the smoke.

When he found out it was Ji Ming, he relaxed, yawned, and raised his burning arm to greet him.

Ji Ming: “Uh.”

After seeing his strange expression, the little lion finally reacted, sat up, and explained with a wry smile.

"Well, there's nothing I can do. This Death Knight is too cold, so I thought I'd bask in the sun to warm myself up."

The little lion still had some dignity. After inviting Ji Ming into the house and letting him pour himself a drink of water, he went into his bedroom.

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."

"it is good."

Sitting on the spacious sofa, Ji Ming didn't rush to pour himself some water, but instead looked at the decoration here first.

All I can say is that some things that are engraved in our blood will not change even if we lose our memory, so this living room has a very obvious modern style of technological civilization.

And judging by the strange tree roots and stones on the wooden display racks, even modern people's strange collecting habits have been retained.

"what."

Unable to hold back a smile, Ji Ming lifted the lid of the teapot on the table and took a peek inside in the sunlight.

Sure enough, what was soaked in it was not the pharmacist's herbs or the witch's worms, but tea leaves.

As a result, he drank three cups in a row. After waiting for a long time, the little lion, who must have taken a bath, came out from the inner room.

The mummy that had been burned to a charred black color just now turned into a Death Knight that was dry and haggard, but still somewhat human.

The little lion raised his hand somewhat arrogantly and smoothed his already sparse long hair out of habit.

"You are a distinguished guest, so you must have something important to talk to me about, right?"

"of course."

However, Ji Ming did not rashly raise a shadow in the Vatican, but asked after making sure that there was no one watching here.

"How is it, have your memories recovered in the recent period of time?"

"It's a little better now. We have recovered some fragmented parts, some of which are images, and others are intermittent processes."

"It still sounds terrible. Isn't there a more complete clip?"

"Have!"

The little lion frowned.

"So now I can be sure that I was definitely killed in a murder!"

Although everyone knows that the first King Richard the Lionheart died suddenly, the specific way he died is similar to the candlelight and axe sound in the Song Dynasty, which is a topic that cannot be touched at all.

So until today, historians have not given a clear answer, allowing the life of this great emperor of Yangyue Star to have an ending, even if it is not perfect.

Coupled with the mysteries and suspicions surrounding the Deep Forest Royal Family, Ji Ming, who was already investigating the matter, was naturally quite interested in what the little lion said and immediately leaned forward.

"Elaborate!"

What he got in return was a sigh from the little lion.

"That's the point. I just remember someone harmed me, but I can't remember exactly how he did it or what the process was like!"

"Ah this."

Although it was regrettable, Ji Ming, who was familiar with the routine, had already guessed that this would be the answer, so he was not too disappointed, but instead comforted her.

"It's okay. Things about you are indeed very complicated, and the mystery cannot be solved overnight. We can still take our time."

But then he changed the subject.

"But because I care about this matter very much, I always pay attention to it on weekdays."

"This time we finally have some substantial progress and clues, so I quickly came to share them with you."

But the little lion did not rush to ask questions after hearing this, but waved his hand.

"Don't worry. In fact, besides thinking about this matter, I am also curious about another thing."

After a pause, he coughed lightly.

"Excuse me, Holy Light Chosen Kimiin, but your resume has nothing to do with the Deep Forest Kingdom, and I don't have any impression of you."

"I am a dead person who has lost my memory and has to listen to other people's stories about who I am. How can I deserve a big shot like you to help me?"

Given the little lion's intelligence, this is a problem that will come sooner or later.

So Ji Ming, who was mentally prepared, did not rush to explain, but smiled slightly.

"The reason why I will help you is very simple, because we can actually be considered as fellow villagers."

"Fellow?"

The little lion's face, which was already full of wrinkles, was completely wrinkled.

After thinking for a long time, he spoke tentatively.

"Are you also from that place...which is completely different from here?"

Wow, what a coincidence!

Ji Ming immediately perked up, but before he could finish his words, he couldn't help but laugh.

Because what he was about to say was classic——

"Odds change but evens don't!" Little Lion: "Huh?"

?

Well, maybe his memory hasn't recovered to high school level yet.

It doesn’t matter, let’s try a different approach.

Ji Ming’s energy sank into his dantian.

"Palace Yu Ye Liquor!"

Little Lion: “Ah?”

? ?
Could it be that... the little lion is actually his compatriot from across the sea?
But Ji Ming really didn't know what the secret code on the other end was. After racking his brains, he could only come up with one sentence.

"I want a cup of...QQ, delicious, Mea Pu tea?"

Little Lion: “Ah???”

???

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Damn it, where are the descendants of Yan and Huang in the parallel universe!
Could it be that the times are different?
Or is he actually further away, to overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia or across the ocean?

"Um, do you think fortune cookies are delicious? Was General Tso's chicken invented by an idiot?"

"Do you have any different opinions on fish and chips and the British Underground?"

"Kidneys! Kidneys!"

Little Lion: "Stop, stop, stop, what are you talking about? Are you going crazy?"

Ji Ming: I am red and warm.

"Little boss, where on earth did you pull him from?"

【I don’t make it! 】

"You!... Eh? Oh, I have an idea!"

Thinking of this, Ji Ming quickly pressed his hands, signaling the little lion to be quiet, and then spoke softly.

"Traveler, system!"

"Hey!"

This time the little lion finally reacted. He pointed at Ji Ming, and there was even light in his eyes.

"I remember these two words! Yes, I seem to remember something!"

After a pause, he took a deep breath as if he were still alive, his voice trembling.

"You are also... the savior?"

"Yes, yes! Of course! What else? Why else would I help you like this!"

"Good good!"

Although the little lion couldn't remember what the savior was specifically related to, he remembered that it was his duty!

And since the other party is also a savior, and judging from his appearance he might be the latest generation, he must be on my side!

Then a joyful atmosphere spread, as if an international student met another equally ignorant international student in a cafe in a foreign country.

"To be honest, I come from a country called Huaxia in the higher-dimensional world. It is a parallel universe from top to bottom to the Yanhuang where you come from, so we can indeed be considered fellow countrymen!"

“Oh, that’s great!”

The little lion laughed foolishly for a while.

"Hey! So, are you guys also... um... celebrating the New Year there?"

"Yes, it's the Spring Festival."

"Eat glutinous rice balls?"

"No, I'm from the north, and we usually eat dumplings there."

"Oh, yes, yes, that seems to be the case... Then what? Do you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I used to watch it, but I don't watch it much recently."

"Haha, me too. Oh, then we should listen to His Majesty's New Year's speech next, right? I remember last year... uh, didn't you guys listen to it?"

Ji Ming's face was horrified.

"Not buddy, what is your majesty?"

So the little lion was confused again.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! Are you a foreign compatriot?"

Damn, it’s my turn to be suspected!

"How is that possible! I'm from Zheng City, Qingzhou. I'm a native Chinese!"

What he got in return was the little lion scratching his head in confusion.

"Ah? Isn't Qingzhou an ancient place name? Where is Zhengcheng?"

"So where are you from?"

"This is Pingdong Prefecture, which is under the jurisdiction of the Yamato Provincial Administration. Don't you have this place?"

???

What…what…Yamato!?

Ji Ming thought about it for a moment, and in a split second he actually found a clue.

"Turtle, you're not talking about the long, broken island across the sea to the east of my home, are you? "

"Well, my home is the eastern half of the island... Well, it's almost the same. Anyway, my home is the provincial capital. It seems to be called something in ancient times... Jiang... Edo?"

………………

"Haha."

Ji Ming was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He laughed intermittently twice before he regained his ability to speak.

"Then may I ask, who is your Majesty specifically..."

The little lion habitually sat upright and spoke in a deep voice.

"Of course, I am the 43rd emperor of the Ming Dynasty, with the reign title of Datong. The Sun who is both civil and military, His Majesty Zhu Shengtai!"

"Haha! My eyes went dark!"

Ji Ming laughed dryly twice and fainted on the sofa due to the inexplicable appearance of this dog emperor.

Forget it, let's think about it. Since Edo disappeared before it even had time to be renamed Tokyo, then doesn't that mean...

"Damn, I'm beginning to be curious about the history of your world. Did the Southern Ming Dynasty successfully conquer the North? They let Paradox players play it, right?"

The little lion spread his hands.

"You are curious, and so am I! What on earth did Yanhuang in your world encounter?"

Having said that, he patted the armrest.

"How can this be absurd? Aren't Japan, the Peninsula, the southeastern provinces, and the northern ice fields our inherent territories?"

"Fuck, you guys are... Oh, forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this for now, let's get down to business first."

Since they were fellow villagers and colleagues, Ji Ming was too lazy to play guessing games anymore.

He directly handed over the information he had collected about the remnants of the Dark Flame, the remnants of the elves, the royal infighting and other mysteries of the year, as well as the early warning magic that he had copied completely, to the little lion.

"The Magic Emperor... General Aslan... Oh my God, the collapse of royal affection and harmony!"

According to the general routine, what can evoke the memory of a person with amnesia must be the most unforgettable experience in his mind.

What experience could be more painful than working tirelessly throughout your life for a great cause and being proud of it, only to see it come to nothing in the end or even become a wedding dress for others?
(End of this chapter)