League of Legends

Chapter 201 The Origin of the Holy City (55, please order!!!)
night.

After Baker returned home, he directly asked Irene where her parents' things were kept, and then went straight into the warehouse in the basement.

The basement is not that big, about eighty squares, and the square corners are filled with countless memory objects about the childhood of the three Baker brothers and sisters.

Baker rummaged around and found some relics and photo albums collected in those years after his parents passed away.

Soon.

Baker also pulled out his own things by the way, intending to rearrange his memory timeline.

Something is wrong.

It's not some collection of ego gems that Baker is proud of this life, nor is it some league cheat.

There is a bad saying that these two are foreign objects. It seems that Baker has sovereignty over these two things, but in fact he only has the right to use them.

memory.

The memory of the electronic library model, the memory of the photographic memory, the super memory ability of the so-called humanoid camera that can automatically upload to the cloud for record every 24 hours is the foundation of Baker's survival in this life.

But right now?
This foundation has been shaken?

It's just...

"Boom boom boom!"

Barbara appeared at the door of the basement, bent over to Beck, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and flipping through things, and said, "Can I come in?"

Baker said without looking back, "You've already come in."

Barbara smiled.

Down the stairs.

approach.

Barbara looked at Baker, who was like a machine at the moment, flipping through two pages of notepad in a second, and blinked: "What are you doing?"

"Reset the memory timeline."

"why?"

"because……"

Baker paused slightly in the movement of his hands, looked up at Barbara who was also sitting next to him, and said blankly: "Because I just remembered that Sera was really my daughter, and I was willing to do it that day. of."

Barbara was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't this great?"

"This is not good!"

"why?"

"Because I just remembered, not remembered."

"..."

Remember, just simply remember, like reading a book, you read the contents of it blankly, like an outsider, a third party.

Remembering has stronger emotions than remembering. When reading the same book, you can put your emotions into it, and you will be bored, happy, and sad according to yourself inside...

Baker didn't bother to explain the difference between the two to Barbara, and silently faced the childhood memory objects that were like hills in front of him, one by one, from the moment he opened his eyes to see the world, he began to trim and A memory database was re-established to store the timeline he is now starting to trim.

Barbara wasn't talking either.

After a while.

Barbara was in charge of picking up items that Baker had used up and dropped next to Baker, and found a photo that looked old.

There are seven people in the photo.

Men, but there are notes below each person.

Uriel, Raphael, Raguel, Michael, Sariel, Gabriel, Remil...

"Ok?"

Barbara frowned and said, "Is this the name of the seven archangels?"

Baker looked up at Barbara who spoke: "What?"

Barbara shook the photo in her hand and said, "The names of the seven people here are so strange, why don't you just use the names of the seven archangels?"

Baker smiled: "Do you know what community we call here?"

Barbara said, "Holy City!"

Baker shrugged: "I think you should have the answer in your heart."

Holy City.

City protected by angels.

Baker took the photo in Barbara's hand, pointed to the second person and said, "This is my great-grandfather, Raphael!"

Barbara said, "An archangel who guards the souls of mankind?"

Baker smiled and said, "The Book of Enoch is considered a forgery, have you read it?"

In the book of Enoch, there are seven archangels who are in charge of different fields.

Uriel, the archangel who leads the heavenly bodies and stars and protects the underworld.

Raphael, the archangel who guards the soul of mankind.

Raguel, the archangel of God's avenger.

Michael, the Archangel, patron saint of Israel.

Sariel, Archangel, Avenger of Souls.

Gabriel, Archangel of the Seraphs and Cherubs of Heaven.

Remiele, the archangel who guards the souls of the underworld.

Barbara smiled: "I watched it when I was bored."

Baker chuckled. When he was bored, he looked at these gossips, but he was frightened when he saw an evil spirit?

Baker thought about it and then said: "When there was no Chicago, my great-grandfather Rafael and his six brothers settled here, and now you know why it is called the Holy City."

The ghost knows how the great-grandfather messed up back then.

Obviously, the mountain that was left behind belonged to the Morton family, but in the end, at the age of 16, Baker actually had to worry about mortgage and car loans.

This is simply too magical.

Barbara frowned, her eyes lit up: "So, Josie Michael?"

Baker hummed.

Barbara frowned, "Isn't this incest?"

Baker almost got angry: "The seven of them are just sworn brothers."

this woman...

Thinking is really different from ordinary people.

Barbara suddenly thought of another thing: "No, since your great-grandfather's name is Raphael, why did it change to Morton?"

"Who knows, anyway, when I was young, my name was Baker Rafael Morton. After I went out, I felt that this middle name was too big. I was afraid that I couldn't bear it, so I went directly to the FBI. Friend removed record of middle name."

A cheap name is easy to support. Baker had just arrived in New York at the time. If people knew his middle name, how could he make money quietly?

talking.

Baker waved his hand towards Barbara: "Go away, don't bother me."

Rest well.

Time to refresh his memory bank.

Barbara said abruptly again: "Then where are your great-grandfather and your grandfather buried?"

Baker took a deep breath, put down his elementary school diary, and looked at Barbara expressionlessly: "What do you think?"

Barbara frowned: "Holy City Cemetery?"

Baker nodded.

Otherwise, where would it be buried, on the mountain outside? Anyway, it’s a big family, and it can’t even afford a cemetery, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing?

Barbara really frowned when she heard this.

Baker glanced out of the corner of his eye: "What's wrong?"

Barbara looked back at Baker: "Are you sure you didn't bury it elsewhere?"

Baker said, "What exactly are you trying to express?"

Barbara said in a deep voice: "Because the tombs of your grandfather, your great-grandfather, and your great-grandfather are all empty, and the same is true of the tombs in the next row of tombs. Are they fake tombs?"

Baker: "...WTF???"

　God testifies, Xiaomi really didn’t think about breaking chapters, really, it’s true, five shifts every day, the number is [-], the amount is very large, so don’t blame Xiaomi, I really didn’t intentionally break chapters. . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)