"It seems that in a certain situation, He and I are somewhat similar..."
After saying that, Suo Shiyang sighed and tilted his head.
"It's too late. Go back and rest. You may have to leave in two days. Tomorrow I will take you to familiarize yourself with the weapons and equipment. By the way, you also need to change your body. Do you want to customize a pair of armor for you?
"
"The armor...it's not necessary, but it would be nice to change your outfit. I have an idea here, and I will show it to you when the time comes."
At this time, Rozim pointed to the wine bottle on the table.
"This... unfinished drink, can I take it back?"
"Tsk...you, oh, really, okay, okay, just take it back."
Waving his hand, Soshyan stood up. Without any signal, an airship landed slowly. Rozim immediately picked up the wine bottle and ran up happily.
Ding dong——!
In a beautifully decorated small house with a warm atmosphere, a doorbell suddenly rang. Sitting on a living plant fiber sofa, Loken was watching the dance of Ada Beauty through the crystal screen and humming softly without even raising his head.
Suddenly, a sentence came directly.
"Kelen, go and open the door."
Karen, who was sitting on the stall playing with a crystal device and didn't know what device in the house was pressing the remote control, didn't even raise his head and just changed his words.
"Diao Dunzi, I'm in a hurry, go help open the door."
"belch--"
Doge's answer was only a wine burp. He had already drank all the wine he could find in the room. He was now lying in a pile of compressed towels in a daze. After a while, he was disturbed by the ringing and muttered.
.
"Rat thing, open the door."
Chuanquluo, who was counting the various gadgets in his pocket, raised his head and looked around. Finally, he stood up helplessly and shuffled to the entrance. In the past, they would take a look at who it was, but this time they all thought it was Luo.
Qim, so he opened the door directly.
"Boss——"
As soon as he shouted, Chuanquluo was stunned, because outside the door was not the boss, but an old furnace man with white hair, holding a cigarette stick, wearing a thick robe, and smiling.
"Hey, Hrud people, this is not common. Is Dogo here?"
Chuanquluo was stunned for a moment, then turned around and greeted.
"Dwarf, dwarf, fellow, fellow!"
Dogo, who was half drunk and half awake, didn't react for a while until the other party's voice appeared in his ears.
"You can't drink, but you still have to drink, just to be different from me?"
For a moment, his eyes widened and he sat up.
"Who let you in!"
"Ha ha."
Sect Leader Walker shook his cigarette rod and said with a smile:
"We are all old acquaintances, but they are so unwilling to see me."
"No, thank you."
As he said that, he jumped to the ground, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
"I'm going to sleep, goodbye."
"Escape is useless, my secondary body."
This sentence made Dogo freeze in place. Karen, who was not far away, suddenly raised his head, touched his head and said:
"What auxiliary body?"
"Shut up!"
Dogo walked up to Walker angrily, and then growled:
"Go out and say it!"
The other person just smiled and nodded.
The two then walked to the yard behind the hut, which was very quiet, with flower beds, statues and a few unknown trees. During the process, Dogo kept looking back to see if anyone was following him.
"If you fart, let it go!"
Arriving under a big tree covered with emerald-green leaves, Doge crossed his arms angrily, looking extremely manic and restless.
"I just came to see you, didn't I?"
"What's the need? I've said it before, I live my life, don't even think about interfering with me!"
"Alas, I never wanted to interfere with you, but you have to understand that you are my secondary body. You were born for a reason. You are destined to complete the unfinished journey of Orod and I."
"No bullshit is destined! If I like it, I'll do it! If I don't like it, I won't do it! Besides, that good buddy of yours has long since died and turned into ashes, and you're talking nonsense!"
Seeing Dogo's resistance and irritability, Walker took a puff of his cigarette and shook his head helplessly.
"It was true that I was negligent at the time, or that I never realized that my temper when I was young was more rebellious than I thought. In a sense, maybe this is just a flower that is lost in the morning... But you were still born after all.
You hate the way you are going and choose to do the opposite of me in everything. If I am not good at drinking, you drink as much as you can. If I am not good at business, you try your best to do business. If I am trustworthy, you will borrow all kinds of money.
The money will not be returned, but maybe it is for this reason that you will meet him, and you still have to embark on the journey that Orold and I have not completed. This is roughly what the word "karma" said by the Golden Light Sage means.
Already."
"Bullshit! I know Rozim, and it has nothing to do with that bullshit Orode! I only hang out with him, and you can't arrange anything for me! I won't even realize your dreams!"
"Hahaha--"
Sect Master Walker threw his head back and laughed, making Dogo's whole body hairy with laughter. Finally, after the other party stopped laughing, he gently knocked the cigarette rod on the statue beside him, scattering a piece of cigarette ash.
"Then let it be like this, my dear Wotan, my wish has been fulfilled. The only thing I have to do is to take care of Orode's descendant, Dogo, in the last bit of my life. You can take care of him in the future.
You have to go by yourself. You are no longer my companion. Cherish the friends around you and cherish your youth."
After saying that, he turned around and put his hands behind his back, hummed a leisurely tune, and left slowly, leaving only a confused Doge behind him.
But no matter what, this secret is what he least wants others to know.
The birth of the Hearthborn comes from the clone tapestry, which was randomly woven by the ancestor Wotan according to the needs of society and some indescribable mysterious principles. Therefore, although they are clones, they are also extremely independent individuals. However, this is not
absolute.
In some extreme cases, Wotan will create a "secondary body" based on the existing clone. The principle of this is difficult for even the most profound Wotan priests to understand, but once this happens, it means
The secondary body has to come out to "take over", because it is often the clones with important functions that give birth to the secondary body, and their future is basically fixed - trying to become another person.
However, Doge was unwilling to accept this arranged fate, so he chose to resist fiercely and caused a lot of troubles.
When he returned to the house feeling a little lost, he saw that Rozim had gone home and everyone else was sitting around the table.
"Where have you been? I heard that a fellow countryman came to see you? He's here to collect debts again, right? I won't care about it this time. Come to the meeting quickly. I have a few things to say?"
"Meeting? What happened?"
"We're going to Comoros again! But this time I'm not Rozim, my name is...guess what my name is?"
At a certain moment, Doge felt cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He twitched the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a few words.
"You can't call... damn Orod."
"mistake!"
Doge instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Remove those three damn words, and I'll call you Orold!"
The next second, Doge couldn't hold in his breath, rolled his eyes, fell backwards, and fell straight onto the carpet.