Four Split Personalities

Cordova nodded and forwarded the answer intact to Motan, and after Femigel stopped talking, he curiously asked, "What about the founding father of battlefield engineering? Don’t you know?"

"Ruvi Fitzgerald."

Femigel shrugged, turned his head and breathed Dragon Breath to warm up the seemingly chilly Lujiang, then spread his hands and said, "But Master Ruvi doesn’t exist ’historically’; in fact, he has never appeared in front of people as himself. So, I’m not sure whether this answer is right or wrong..."

"This is wrong."

After Ji Xiaoge wrote her mentor’s name for the second world history question, she noticed the six characters ’Ruvi Fitzgerald’ being quickly erased, so she floated back to the ground and corrected the first general knowledge question, marking it as [Correct], then shrugged at Motan, "Everything else is correct."

[Indeed, it hit Femigel’s blind spot in knowledge...]

Motan felt helpless too, even though the knowledgeable Femigel didn’t know, let alone him, a player who had only arrived in the Realm of Innocence for a few months. Ji Xiaoge, majoring in battlefield engineering, thought the same as Femigel, believing their profession’s progenitor could only be her own teacher, but ’Ruvi Fitzgerald’ was the wrong answer.

"What should we do?"

The girl scratched her fair little face, suggesting, "How about we skip this question for now? That dragon trash also said that as long as we answer a certain number correctly, we will pass."

Motan had no better idea at the moment and simply nodded, "Let’s do that..."

Then he continued copying questions for the enthusiastic audience outside—

[Part One: Dragon Clan History]

[Question Four: Please name the lover of the ex-husband of the fourth wife of the great-uncle of the husband of the champion of the 15th Dragon Clan Beauty Contest. Answer: __ __]

[Question Five: The powerful Black Dragon "Mighty God Dragon" Tanzania is also known as __ __]

...

[Part Two: World General History]

[Question Three: The first Pope of the Sun Sect, Pope Durant, habitually drinks a cup of __ __ before sleeping every night]

[Question Four: The renowned human beauty, Boer-Bore, is hailed as __ __]

...

[Part Three: General Knowledge]

[Question Three: The first step in the designated flying teaching method at the Young Dragon Academy is __ __]

...

"How about these, do you know any?"

Now, Cordova seemed to have selectively forgotten that he didn’t have @@, relayed the question to Femigel, and eagerly asked, "Hurry, hurry!"

"So why are you asking me these anyway?"

"A friend asked me to."

"Huh? You haven’t left the workshop these past few days, where does this friend asking questions come from?"

"Can’t say, Lord Long knows, you can ask him if you’re interested."

Cordova casually deferred for a moment then hurriedly urged again, "Quick, say it!"

Femigel reluctantly scratched the scales below his cheek, spreading his hands, "The ’Mighty God Dragon’ Tanzania is also called the Dragon of Misfortune; the first step in the flying teaching method designated by the Young Dragon Academy is to just find a cliff and kick the dragon cubs down."

"Mhm, your life force is really tenacious."

Cordova nodded and quickly sent the message to Mor, then looked back at Femigel: "What else?"

"That’s all I know..."

"Huh? Are you kidding me! You don’t know the ones related to your Dragon Clan?!"

"Yeah, that question is gossip, not general knowledge."

"That’s freaking awkward..."

Cordova told Motan the bad news while clicking his tongue, saying, "This is a tough one."

"Um..."

At this point, Lujiang timidly raised her hand and asked Femigel softly, "Is there no one else who knows about this?"

Since Cordova had already informed Lujiang about the matter through a friend message, the child was now a bit worried for Motan and Ji Xiaoge.

"Er, our Sky Pillar Mountain is full of talent, there’s no shortage of big shots, but... well..."

Femigel rested his chin on his palm, suddenly changing the topic, "Regarding knowledge about the Dragon Clan, there are not many who know more than I do. Let me think... right now on the mountain... perhaps it’s just the narrator, Lord Absi Diacard."

"Who?"

Cordova and Lujiang both were taken aback.

"The fifth-ranked High-level Observer, the all-knowing ’narrator’ Absi Diacard, if it’s him, he should know. Xiao Lu, if you want to help, go find him in the library on the third outer mountain. That gentleman is always there, and he’s quite amiable."

Femigel smiled at Lujiang, then puzzledly stroked his chin, "But how are you going to tell your frie..."

"You needn’t worry about that."

Cordova rudely interrupted him and turned to Lujiang with a smile, "Leave it up to you!"

Then he added in the friend message, ’I’ve already notified Night Song, just message her directly.’

"Ah... well... okay..."

Lujiang smiled tepidly, then stood up and ran toward the public teleportation circle outside the workshop. Long had given her authority equivalent to a common Acting Agent, so she did indeed have the qualifications to use the teleportation circle to get to the library on the fifth outer mountain.

Five minutes later

"Oh? Isn’t this Lord Long’s little friend?"

As luck would have it, Diacard was drinking tea in the library’s main hall and looked at the breathless ’young lady’ before him, chuckling, "I heard you’ve been learning to transform into a dragon from Femigel recently, hehe... Are you here to see me?"

"Yes, yes, narrator Lord."

Despite looking just like an ordinary human old man with a bent figure and plain appearance at first glance, the identity of High-level Observer still put a lot of pressure on Lujiang who nodded earnestly and fearfully, "Yes... that’s right... I’d like to ask you a few questions."

The bald old man raised his eyebrows, showing interest, "So, what do you want to know?"

"Well, do you know who is the founder of battlefield engineering from history? And about the fifteenth..."

...

Five minutes later

Inside the Dragon King’s Tomb

"We’ve got it!"

Suddenly bouncing up next to Motan, who had transformed into a shuttlecock, Ji Xiaoge clapped her hands and exclaimed, "The winner of the fifteenth Dragon Clan beauty contest’s husband’s uncle’s fourth wife’s ex-husband’s affair’s name is—’Disaster Dragon’ Quan·Golden Durian; the first-ever Sun Sect Pope Durant has a nightly habit of drinking ’Widow Jiajiali Black’s bathwater’; the famous human Beauty Boer-Bore is known as ’Ball King,’ and the battlefield engineering is called Luban, teacher Luwei’s pseudonym, this is really... miraculous..."

"I get it, I get it, too much to handle."

Motan heaved a deep sigh, took the feather pen that Ji Xiaoge had stuffed over while squished into a shuttlecock, and marked the answers concerning Jiajiali, Ball King, and Luban in the second section he could barely reach. All were [CORRECT].

"Wow, your handwriting is so pretty! Unlike me, I write like my dad! My sister writes beautifully, just like our mom."

Ji Xiaoge marveled at Motan’s beautiful script, grabbing the feather pen that was handed to her and scribbling the four characters ’Quan·Golden Durian’ in a crooked manner while muttering, "I’m envious..."

[Does handwriting depend on whether it’s from dad or mom?!]

Motan silently shot back in her head, then saw that the first part of the fifth question that Ji Xiaoge answered also turned to [CORRECT], thinking that the reputedly omniscient ’narrator’ Lord indeed lived up to his reputation.

With a little over thirty minutes left, with help from Femigel and narrator Diacard of the Dragon Clan, it could be said to be a sure win!

It has to be said, having an outside hotline like this is just too powerful!

Chapter 586: The End