Chapter 1273 Meeting

Sanders told Angel what happened in the hall through the mind band.

Or, he replayed the recorded scene in Angel's mind.

In fact, he and White Bear left for more than a quarter of an hour, and during this time, Dodolo and Popota's conversations were actually very few.

"Who are you?" Dodolo broke the silence first.

Popota said his name. Then, there was a series of silences.

Until Angel returned, Dodolo said: "We seem to have some kind of connection."

After hearing this, Popota nodded heavily, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became more and more excited. Dodolo on the other side fell into deep thought until Angel arrived.

After Angel returned to the hall, it was obvious that a certain balanced atmosphere was broken, and the previous subtle atmosphere gradually dissipated. Dodolo also came back from his meditation and looked up at Angel.

The atmosphere changed from solidification to relaxation.

Angel sat opposite Dodolo, picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea: "You seemed to be thinking about something just now?"

Dodolo showed a somewhat embarrassed smile: "I just found something strange, so I didn't notice you leaving. But later I thought, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out." Dodolo pointed at Bopota: "He should have some special connection with me."

"What connection?" Angel glanced at Bopota standing on the other side with his peripheral vision. He could see Bopota's exposed palm, which was clenched into a fist and seemed a little nervous.

Dodolo turned his head and looked at Bopota with suspicious eyes: "He seems to be my grandchild?"

Puff

Angel covered his mouth suddenly. This answer was so good that he almost couldn't hold it back! Fortunately, he covered his mouth, otherwise the tea in his mouth would spray out!

Bopota on the other side also widened his eyes. He thought Dodolo had seen that they were of the same race, but he didn't expect such an answer? !

So, he was verbally taken advantage of?

After pretending to cough twice to cover up his previous gaffe, Angel raised his eyebrows: "You said he is your grandchild?"

"I don't know, but I have this feeling." Duoduo Luo answered with a serious face, looking directly at Angel, making people feel the seriousness in his eyes.

Angel originally thought that this was a ridiculous joke, but looking at Duoduo Luo's expression, he suddenly remembered Duoduo Luo's real age.

At least more than a thousand years old.

Bo Bota and Hua Que Que lived in a fairy tale world since childhood, and Duoduo Luo lived in a fairy tale world a thousand years ago.

So it is really possible!

"Are you related by blood?" Angel asked.

For this question, Duoduo Luo hesitated for a moment before nodding: "It seems that there is, but there is not a very 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 Bo Bota was Duoduo Luo's real descendant before, in which case, it would really be a wonderful fate. However, even if they are not direct blood relatives, Bopota should be considered Dodolo's grandchildren.

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

"You are so young, how can you have any grandchildren? I guess it is just some kind of distant relative." Angel paused: "After all, you belong to the same tribe."

"Bopota is also a Baiyuan tribe?" Dodolo asked.

"Do you know that you are a Baiyuan tribe?" Angel was a little surprised. Dodolo seemed to know his identity very well.

"Lord Shuling and Maya mentor have told me."

Since Dodolo knew about his identity, Angel did not keep it a secret and nodded to Dodolo: "Yes, Bopota is also a Baiyuan tribe, your same tribe."

Angel thought Dodolo would be surprised and would continue to ask for some information about the tribe, but Dodolo's attitude was very calm. He nodded to this answer without comment.

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

"I'm not curious about him, and I'm not interested in the so-called people of the same race." Dodolo paused, and looked at Angel with clear eyes: "But since Angel brought it, I will want to know why."

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

It seems that in his world, the empathy module is missing.

Is this probably the sequelae of his thousand years of coma? Angel thought so, but when he recalled some of Dodolo's "imprint reactions", it didn't seem like it.

Maybe, he was just born with indifferent emotions?

On the other side, Bobota was obviously stunned when he heard Dodolo's answer. For him, his people are probably the most important part of his life. He is even willing to sacrifice his life to rekindle the ancestral altar. Dodolo's answer was obviously indifferent, which made Bobota a little unacceptable.

This feeling is like

When he held the torch of his ideal high, he was poured with a cold rain.

"You said you are not interested in your own people, but he is your root!"

Popota couldn't help but frown, took two steps at a time, came to Dodolo, grabbed Dodolo's collar, and questioned him: "Do you know what the Baiyuan tribe has experienced? Do you know who caused the Baiyuan tribe to become what it is now?"

Dodolo looked at Bopota closely. Even with the hood covering his face, he could still see Bopota's deformed and hideous face. But Dodolo seemed to not care at all. His cold eyes seemed to be looking at an unrelated stranger.

Bopota looked at Dodolo's eyes and seemed to realize that he was too excited. He loosened Dodolo's collar and leaned on the table with some depression, his arms trembling: "When I learned that there was one more tribe member in the world, do you know how much I was looking forward to it? I look forward to meeting you, I look forward to the joy of meeting you, and I look forward to you understanding my ideals."

"Now it seems that I was wrong."

In an instant, Bopota seemed to have lost decades of his years.

There was a silence at the scene, and no one spoke until White Bear walked into the hall and broke the silence.

White Bear didn't know what happened yet. He was going to walk to Angel and ask for a result. But he found that the atmosphere in the hall seemed a little wrong. He thought about it and didn't speak, but stood aside silently.

"I know." A clear but cold voice came out of Duoduoluo's mouth, attracting everyone's attention.

"I saw some pictures, and you did something you thought was right, so you became what you are now." Duoduoluo: "Although I don't know why you did this, I can guess that it is for the glory of the tribe, right?"

Popota turned back slowly, with surprise in his eyes. Duoduoluo said that he saw it, meaning that he saw it with prophecy?

"But what does this have to do with me?" Duoduoluo still said in a cold tone, "And, do you think you are right?"

Popota: "I did this to rekindle the fire and to keep the tribe going. I am not wrong."

"But the pictures I saw told me that it was not like this. You lost everything, you hurt yourself, and you got nothing." Duoduoluo paused: "Even, you almost implicated Angel."

"You just fell into your own obsession and used it to implement your own justice."

Dodolo said all this calmly, and Popota took a step back and fell to the ground.

He was not convinced by Dodolo's words, but he could hear that Dodolo and he 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 dream, nor my persistence." Popota was a little absent-minded, probably thinking that maybe everything was over.

This sudden change on the scene caught Angel off guard.

However, it seemed that both of their views were correct. Perhaps Popota was too extreme, which made Dodolo's reaction more sharp than usual.

It seemed that it was not easy for them to achieve harmony at present.

"Right or wrong is another matter." Angel coughed, attracting everyone's attention. He considered his words and looked at Bopota: "You really shouldn't use your obsession to ask Dodolo to do the same."

Bopota raised his head and looked at Angel: "But"

"No buts." Angel interrupted Bopota directly: "I will do what I promised, but this matter itself does not require Dodolo to inherit your obsession."

Hand over the source fire and light the ancestral altar. Angel believed that Dodolo would not refuse. This would not be bad for him, and because of the source fire, it would be very beneficial.

However, if Dodolo inherited Bopota's obsession and took the responsibility of an entire race on himself, this would not be something Angel would be happy to see.

Because this responsibility is too great, so great that it may even affect Dodolo's future.

"Let's stop here today. I will not break my promise." Angel used this sentence to temporarily end the conflict.

Sanders finally moved at this time, snapped his fingers, and Popota disappeared from the spot and was taken into the gravity garden.

Angel looked at Dodolo and smiled: "Don't think too much, I asked him to see you today because I promised him."

Dodolo: "I understand."

"It seems that you really saw a lot of pictures." Angel raised his eyebrows. You know, many formal wizards of the prophecy system cannot foresee, but Dodolo seems to be able to break through this obstacle.

"I can only see some things about him, and rarely see you, Angel." In the picture that Dodolo saw, Popota had evil thoughts about Angel, but why Angel and Popota were together again later, this is unknown.

Looking at Dodolo's curious eyes, Angel did not explain, but said: "You will know in a few days."

Finding a topic for the time being, Angel glanced at the anxious white bear on the other side, and said to Dodolo: "By the way, I need you to help me confirm something."