What happened in the hall, Sanders told Angel through the psychic tie.

In other words, the recorded picture was repeated in Ingres's mind.

Speaking of which, he and the white bear had been away for most of the quarter, and during that time, there were only a handful of conversations between Dodoro and Boporta.

"Who are you?" said Dodolo, who broke the silence first.

Bopota said his name. A series of silences followed.

It wasn't until Ingres returned that Dodolo said, "We seem to have some kind of connection." ”

When Bobota heard this, he nodded heavily, and then he didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression became more and more excited. Dodolo, on the other hand, fell into deep thought until Angel arrived.

When Ingres returned to the hall, it was clear that some sort of balance had been broken, and the delicate atmosphere that had been before gradually dissipated. Dodolo also recovered from his contemplation and looked up at Ingres.

As for the atmosphere, it becomes easy from solidification.

Ingres sat down across from Dodolo and took a sip of hot tea from his teacup, "You seem to be thinking about things just now?"

Dodoro smiled a little strangely, "I noticed something strange just now, so I didn't notice you leaving." However, in hindsight, it shouldn't have been a big deal. ”

"Figured it out?"

"Figured it out. Dodolo pointed at Bobota, "He should have some kind of special connection with me." ”

"What's the connection?" Ingres glanced at Bobota standing on the other side, and he could see that Bobota's exposed palms were clenched into fists, and he seemed a little nervous.

Dodoro turned his head and looked at Bobota suspiciously, "He seems to be my grandchild?"

Puff –

Ingres covered his mouth violently, this answer was so good that he almost didn't hold it! Fortunately, he covered his mouth, otherwise the tea in his mouth would have squirted out!

Bobota's eyes widened on the other side, he thought that Dodoro had already seen the identity of the same race between them, but he didn't expect it to be such an answer?!

So, he was taken advantage of verbally?

Coughing twice to cover up his previous gaffe, Angel raised his eyebrows: "You said he was your grandchild?"

"I don't know, but I feel this way. Dodolo replied with a straight face, his eyes looking directly at Ingres, so that one could feel the seriousness in his eyes.

Ingres originally thought it was a nonsense, but looking at Dodolo's expression, he suddenly remembered Dodolo's real age.

At least more than a thousand years.

Bobota and Flowerfinch grew up in a fairy tale world, while Dodoro lived in a fairy tale world thousands of years ago.

So, it's possible!

"Are you related by blood?" Ingres asked.

For this question, Dodoro hesitated for a moment before nodding and said, "It seems that there is, but there is no too close blood relationship. ”

In other words, they may be from the same ethnic group, but they are not direct blood relatives.

Angel almost thought that Bobota was the true descendant of Dodolo, and in that case, it would really be a wonderful fate. However, even if he is not a direct blood relative, Bopota should be considered a grandchild of Dodolo.

However, although Ingres knew it in his heart, he could not show it. Because at present, no one knows that Dodoro has lived for a thousand years.

"You're young, you don't have any grandchildren. I guess it's some kind of distant relationship. Angler paused: "After all, you belong to the same clan. ”

"Bobota is also a Baiyuan?" asked Dodolo.

"You know you're a Worshipper?" Ingres was a little surprised, and Dodoro seemed to know his identity.

"Master Dryad and Mentor Maya have told me. ”

Since Dodoro has an understanding of his identity, Angel didn't sell it anymore, and nodded to Dodoro: "That's right, Bobota is also a Baiyuan clan, your kindred. ”

Angel thought that Dodoro would be surprised and would continue to ask for some information from his clan, but Dodolo's attitude was calm, and he nodded noncommittally about the answer.

"Aren't you curious about your own kind?"

"I'm not curious about him, and I'm not interested in the so-called kindred. Dodolo paused, and looked at Angel with clear eyes: "But since it was Angel who brought it, I will go and wonder why." ”

Angel could see that Dodolo's eyes really didn't care much about Bobota and his own people.

It seems that in his world, there is a lack of empathy in the module.

This is probably the after-effect of his thousand years of sleep? Ingres thought, but when he recalled some of Dodolo's "imprints", it didn't seem to be very like.

Perhaps, it's just that he was born emotionally apathetic?

On the other side, Bobota was visibly stunned when he heard Dodolo's answer. For him, the clansmen are probably the most important part of his life, and he is even willing to sacrifice his life in order to rekindle the ancestral altar. Dodolo's answer, with obvious indifference, made Bopota a little unacceptable.

It's like—

When he held high the torch of ideals, he was poured a cold rain.

"You said you weren't interested in your kindred, but he was your root!"

Bobota couldn't help frowning, took three steps and two steps, came to Dodolo's side, pinched Dodolo's collar, and questioned him: "Do you know what the Baiyuan people have experienced? Do you know who caused the Baiyuan to become what they are now?"

Dodoro looked at Bopota up close, even with a hood to cover it, but also saw Bopota's distorted and hideous face. But Dodoro didn't seem to care, that cold look, as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with it.

Bobota looked at Dodoro's eyes, as if realizing that he was too excited, he loosened Dodolo's collar, and propped himself up on the table a little dejectedly, his arms trembling: "When I learned that there is one more person in this world, do you know how much I look forward to it? I look forward to seeing you, I look forward to the joy of meeting, I expect you to understand my ideals." ”

"Now it seems that I was wrong. ”

In an instant, Bobota's whole person seemed to be depressed for dozens of years.

There was silence for a while, and no one spoke, until the white bear walked into the hall, which broke the silence.

The White Bear didn't know what was going on yet, he was going to go up to Angel and ask for a result. But he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the hall, and he thought about it, and did not speak, but stood aside silently.

"I know. Qing Yue's cold voice came out of Duoduoluo's mouth, attracting everyone's attention.

"I've seen some images of you doing things that you think are right, and that's why you're where you are. "I don't know why you're doing this, but I can guess it's for the sake of the glory of the race, right?"

Bobota looked back sluggishly, surprise in his eyes, and Dodoro said he saw it, meaning he saw it with prophecy?

"But what does this have to do with me?" said Dodolo, still in a cold tone, "and, do you think you're right?"

Bobota: "I'm doing this to rekindle the fire, to keep the race going, and I'm not wrong. ”

"But what I saw told me that it wasn't like that, you lost everything, you hurt yourself, you didn't gain anything. Dodolo paused: "Even, you almost got involved with Angel. ”

"You're just caught up in your own obsession and using it to enforce your own justice. ”

Dodolo calmly said this, and Bopota took a step back and sat down on the ground.

He was not convinced by Dodolo's words, but he heard that Todoro and him had completely different values. He understood that this deep-rooted value made it impossible for him to influence Dodolo's choice.

"You don't understand my dreams, and you don't understand my persistence. Boporta was a little distracted, probably thinking that maybe this was the end of it.

The sudden change in the scene made Angel a little unexpected.

However, both of them seem to be right. Probably because Bobota was too extreme, Dodolo's reaction was more sharp than usual.

The needle is on the tip of the needle, and it seems that it is not easy for them to reach harmony between them at present.

"Right or wrong is another matter. Ingres coughed, drawing everyone's attention, and after a moment of deliberation, he looked at Bobota, "You really shouldn't use your obsession to ask Dodoro to do the same." ”

Bobota looked up at Angel, "But—"

"No, but. Ingres interrupted Bobota directly: "I will do what I promised, but this thing itself does not require Dodoro to inherit your obsession." ”

Give it to the source fire and light the ancestral altar. Angel believed that Dodoro would not refuse, which would not hurt him, and that it would be of great benefit because of the source fire.

However, if Dodoro inherited Bobota's obsession and took the responsibility of an entire race on himself, this is something that Ingres would not be happy about.

Because this responsibility is so great, that it may even affect the future of Dodolo.

"That's all for today, I won't break my promise. With this sentence, Ingres temporarily ended the conflict.

Sanders finally moved, snapped his fingers, and Bopota disappeared into place, being ushered into the Gravity Garden.

Angel looked at Dodoro and smiled, "Don't think too much, I let him see you today because I promised him." ”

Dodolo: "I understand. ”

"It seems that you really saw a lot of pictures. Angel raised an eyebrow, knowing that many official wizards of the prophecy system could not have foreseen it, but Dodoro seemed to be able to break through this barrier.

"You can only see some things about him, and very little can see Angel you. In the picture that Dodoro saw, Bobota had evil thoughts about Ingres, but it is not known why Ingres and Bopota were together again.

Looking at Dodolo's curious eyes, Angel didn't explain, but said, "You'll know in a few days." ”

Looking for a topic for a while, Angel glanced at the anxious white bear on the other side, and said to Dodolo, "By the way, I have something you need to help me determine." ”