In fact, the moment they heard Wendell say "this is my son," Hao Ren and the rest had already imagined hundreds of thousands of words of the cause and effect of the backstory, the protagonists, the supporting roles, and the summary after reading it. They were all influenced by novels, movies, and TV series. How could they not have guessed the inside story? But they still did not say a word, just hoping that the old man could tell the story simply.
"Tell me," Vivian sighed. "What the hell is going on?"
Wendell was a little hesitant. Perhaps these things had been weighing on him for too long and he needed to talk to someone, or perhaps he had finally achieved something in his life that shook his heart. After a moment of hesitation, he turned silently and walked to the edge of the platform.
Hao Ren and Vivian followed.
"He is right," Wendell whispered. "I abandoned my wife and son. In the whole first half of my life, I have no achievements that can comfort my wife's soul in heaven."
This was a simple story: an ambitious man yearning for adventure, a complete family that could have been happy, and a doomed tragic ending. When he was young, Wendell had participated in a light-seeking journey. At that time, he already had a family. He had a wife named Sasha and a son named Hope. Hope was only seven years old. At that time, Twilight Capital had stood in the long night for two thousand and three hundred years. Countless Lightseekers had made futile efforts, so the appeal of the light-seeking journey in the hearts of the people had weakened to a limit. It could be said that except for the Lightseekers themselves and a few people who were almost religious groups who still had faith, others had long believed that there was any life outside the dark wilderness.
At that time, the Steam Assembly had even begun to discuss the complete termination of this ancient action.
The Lightseekers represented the ancient persistence, and the Steam Assembly represented the pragmatic spirit of keeping up with the trend. Wendell obviously belonged to the former, and Hope, who was only seven years old at that time, had begun to deeply admire the Steam Assembly sheriffs in their uniforms. It could be said that their contradictions existed from the beginning, and what happened later only completely magnified the rift.
Wendell participated in the light-seeking journey more than 30 years ago. He trekked in the long night, and his teammates were almost wiped out. Many days later, he returned home with wounds all over his body. His wife had died of disease, and his son had never called him father since that day.
When Hope came of age, he joined the Steam Assembly, not surprisingly.
Today, 30 years later, Wendell once again returned from the darkness as a Lightseeker, facing Hope, who had become a senior sheriff of the Steam Assembly. Obviously, the impulse and paranoia of human nature would grip the father and son tightly. Hope would never calmly and rationally analyze whether his father's light-seeking career was the slightest bit feasible. He completely denied it and did not intend to believe anything Wendell said from the beginning.
The son of a Lightseeker was now the most radical in the Steam Assembly. Other members of the assembly would at least consider the ancient tradition and maintain a superficial respect for the Lightseekers. But in Hope's mind, the Lightseekers had long been completely unbearable.
That was why it was said that emotions could kill people — but what could you say? Her mother was already dead …
In fact, Wendell did not go into too much detail about the past. After all, it was an unbearable past. To explain the situation at hand, he briefly talked about the process of him breaking up with his son. Most of the details were made up by Hao Ren's imagination. Throughout the entire process, Hope — the seven-year-old rebellious child in the past, and today's middle-aged senior sheriff — had been glaring at his father with his neck straightened, but other than that, he did not make any other extreme reactions.
"I see. Then it makes sense." After Wendell finished his story, Hao Ren nodded. He looked at the old man thoughtfully. "No wonder you are so reluctant to see the people of the Steam Assembly. It turns out that there is only one person you want to avoid."
"If possible, I hope to send you to the ancient sage before he appears," Wendell said, pressing a hand over his eyes. "I have given everything for this cause. My wife and children, my whole life, all in it. I hope the whole thing can go smoothly and flawlessly. At least let the ancient sage see you, the messengers from Asgard, with his own eyes. After that, no matter what the Steam Assembly wants to do, I have no regrets."
Vivian looked at Wendell silently. The old man had resolutely embarked on the light-seeking journey. He showed a kind of fearless courage and unhesitating determination when challenging fate. But when his lifelong cause was finally about to see the dawn, he was worried about gains and losses.
Hao Ren came to Hope and nodded to the middle-aged sheriff. "It seems that you don't believe your father at all?"
Hope was expressionless.
"You don't believe that we are from outside of the Twilight Shroud, either. You think that we are extras hired by your pop to put on a show in front of you that our light-seeking journey is a success and our work is promising?"
Hope was still expressionless.
"Is there a hole in your brain?" Hao Ren looked into Hope's eyes seriously. "Do you think this way of development is reasonable? Who do you think would be so bored to perform this? How much dementia do you think your father must have to be to use this way to forcibly promote his career? If the light-seeking journey is really fruitless, what's the point of your father finding a bunch of extras? There are so many things that don't make sense here. Why don't you believe the most obvious and logical fact? "
Hope continued to be expressionless.
Vivian also came over and poked Hope's head with her finger. "That's why I said there is a hole in your brain. You have racked your brain to come up with a loophole to explain what you saw. When you see something you don't understand, you are no better than a child. The hole in your brain has almost reached the level of perforation. If you look down from the top of your head, you can see the top of your feet, right? I say you … Hey, I have said so much to Hao Ren, why is he not saying anything? "
Y 'lisabet immediately jumped out. "Hey, you want him to answer the question? Why didn't you say so earlier? I just saw him and froze him …"
Hao Ren was speechless.
After the little demon released the Shadow Bind, Hope recovered at once. He immediately took two steps back and made an extremely alert posture. "Cursemancer! You attacked a sheriff, this is a felony! "
At the same time, the other sheriffs had also regained their freedom. They took the opportunity to immediately activate some kind of device on their body. Runes with anti-magic function lit up on the collar of their uniforms, and then they formed a circle around Hao Ren and his team.
"Can't help it. If we don't do this, you won't listen to us." Hao Ren spread his hands helplessly. "We really came from outside the shroud. If you don't believe me, you can check your population data and things like that. There are certainly not a few of us in it. You have been developing for more than two thousand years.
Hope looked at the dangerous people in front of him with a vigilant face. At the same time, his right hand was already on a small iron box at his waist. "It's meaningless to say anything to me. If you really came from outside the Twilight Shroud, then come with me to see the members of the Steam Assembly. They will investigate your origin. Compared with the Lightseeker who is full of fantasies, I believe that the assembly that upholds the concept of justice and reason is more fair and just. "
"What you said makes sense, but unfortunately, we are very busy." Hao Ren shrugged. "The purpose of our coming here is just to see your ancient sage. Now we are not cooperating with you, but we hope that you can cooperate with us."
"This is impossible," Hope flatly refused. The moment the other party mentioned the ancient sage, he even forgot the fact that he could not fight back against these people in front of him. "I don't care who you are. No one is allowed to get close to the ancient sage. I have enough reason to believe that you are dangerous!"
"I knew it wouldn't go so smoothly," Nangong Sanba said with his arms crossed. "A group of suspicious people who don't even have ID cards suddenly ran over and said that they want to chat with the president. How stupid must the guards be to let them go?"
"It seems that the negotiation has broken down." Hao Ren turned to look at Wendell. "Do you know the way to the place where the ancient sage lives?"
Wendell nodded subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that something uncontrollable was about to happen. "Wait a minute, you are going to —"
"Don't worry, we have a sense of propriety." Hao Ren gave a thumbs up, showed a bright and trustworthy smile, and then patted Lily's head next to him. "Be merciful. Let's clear the way!"
"Woof!"
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