"It's a pity, I'm not him."

With a soft sigh, this sentence was like a bomb, shattering everyone.

There were countless speculations in everyone's mind, and they were denied. In the end, they remained silent, just staring at "Soyah", so that someone quietly left the hotel without even finding out.

"Yes, compared to Sawyer you know, I have most of his memories, most of his abilities, the same appearance as him, and even the way of thinking is not much different from him, but in fact, I am not him. Strictly speaking, I am not even an independent 'person'."

"Not an independent person? You mean, you are..."

Perhaps it was too unbelievable that Al's voice was getting lower and lower, and eventually turned into two lip shapes.

That "Soya" nodded: "That's right, the clone, or the incarnation, I have relatively independent thinking, but in fact, I am just a clone of Saoya."

Everyone nodded, saying that this statement was acceptable. Ms. Rami made a cup of tea from somewhere and handed it to her clone, asking, "Why..."

"Why didn't he come back? Why did he send me a clone like this to return? Why..."

Before Ms. Rami finished asking, the Soya's clone threw out five or six "whys" in a row, and finally turned into a bitter smile. She raised her head and drank half of the cup of tea and said: "I want to know so many questions myself, but the answer to the question is, I don't know either."

Looking at the puzzled and inquiring eyes of everyone, the clone smiled bitterly again: "But I have a guess that the original body has been subject to some restrictions and cannot return for the time being, and some sensitive information cannot be transmitted back, so I chose this method to send me back, um..."

The clone suddenly pressed the forehead, his expression seemed a little painful, and he was silent for a while before continuing: "There is news that a strong enemy will invade the world in a while. Now, it seems that I was sent back to be a nanny."

"Nanny? In other words, you were sent to protect the present world...what is right, you are here to protect the Silent City? In other words, these 'strong enemies' targets are Silent City? Or, the 'strong enemies' targets are something related to Sawyer?"

Al opened his mouth and made a series of analysis. His eyes were burning at the clone, but he saw the clone shrugging: "How did I know? The information I knew was just the saying 'A strong enemy will invade the world in a while'."

"Forget it," Al couldn't help but rub his forehead, "At least, you can stabilize the morale of the army when you come back. Now the rumors outside are almost crazy. I heard that the Bards Academy is preparing to write the eighth volume of "Legendary Rise"."

"What's going on?"

When it comes to some aspects, the clone's expression also becomes serious. After all, he also has most of Sawyer's memories and feelings.

"A while ago, a fake guy pretending to be Saoya came, and after he spread the news that "Soya returns" was well known, he ran away because he was afraid of being discovered. Now there are many rumors outside that we are having a breakup with Saoya."

Al sighed, and the news that it had been spread from somewhere, almost overnight spread throughout the Sky Province. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but curse: "These idiots have no knowledge at all, but they can spread the rumors very quickly."

"That's it," after hearing Al's explanation, the clone's expression became much more relaxed: "I'll just say something at that time, and the rumors will be self-defeating. Besides, although this rumor spreads quickly, there are a few lords whom the minister believed it?"

“That’s true.”

Al was relieved a lot by being cloned like this. He wasn't really worried about rumors, but he was just afraid that the cloned would not cooperate with him.

"It's midnight. Let's talk about anything tomorrow," Ms. Rami suddenly yawned and patted Al on the shoulder: "Let's go, I've prepared the medicine you want for you. I'll take it before going to bed. The medicine will be absorbed tomorrow."

"Huh?" Al was surprised and then smiled: "So fast! It's really worthy of being the strongest pharmacist under the legend!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go, that... clone? See you tomorrow."

"Anything is good, just be casual," the clone didn't care about the name, and nodded with a smile: "See you tomorrow."

Farion and others also greeted the clones and left the hotel one after another. In the end, only the clones were left in the hotel. They sighed at the empty hall, chose a room at will and went to bed.

But what he didn't know was that half an hour later, everyone who had returned to their homes gathered at Ms. Rami's house again.

"What the hell is going on?"

Al asked first, "He didn't customize any medicines for Ms. Rami."

However, Ms. Rami ignored him and turned to look at Farion, who nodded, opened her aura and wrapped the entire room: "I'm sure, a pure sword cultivator is equivalent to the strength of an old legendary strongman."

"Then it's OK," Ms. Rami breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained: "I just added some medicine to the tea. It was a legendary potion for the soul that I and Farion developed together, and it was enough to deal with that clone."

Attitude to the soul and legendary potion, Al's spiritual light flashed and blurted out: "Tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Where is that kind of thing!" Ms. Rami rolled her eyes: "It's just a lie detector, and it takes two people to take the same dose at the same time. If one of the two lies, the other person will feel something."

"That clone just now..."

"I didn't lie. At least what I said after drinking tea and the feelings I showed were true, and I really wanted to help, but it was difficult to confirm his identity."

Ms. Rami didn't say anything, but Al didn't care: "Depending on the situation, even if it's not a clone, it's not too far. At worst, just treat it as a free legendary thug."

"It's best not to let the clone hear this. After all, he has independent thinking ability. If he gets angry, you will suffer the loss."

Farion pointed out, Al didn't mind, he was not stupid. If Farion hadn't used his aura to block the spy, he wouldn't have said such words.

Everyone chatted for a few more words. Al was about to say goodbye, but Ms. Rami was stopped and looked at him with surprise: "You just left?"

"Ah?" Al was stunned: "What if it was?"

"What else?" Ms. Rami repeated, her voice octaves higher, and she poked her hand under Al's eyes, almost roaring with two words: "Give money!"

"Clam?"

Al was just a little stunned for a moment, and Ms. Rami suddenly became angry: "You think my materials are all blown by the strong wind! What I said is, the bottle of potion, that bottle of legendary potion, give money!"

Al then realized that Ms. Rami was not old Daiwen, and there was no obligation to have anything to do with Silent City. At most, she had some personal relationships with some of their senior executives, and she would not have provided him with legendary potions for free. It seems that this is a good idea to ask for money?

However……

"That, I'm in a hurry on the road and I didn't bring any money. Why don't you offer a price and wait..."

Al whispered, "There is no way." As the saying goes, "If you eat someone, you are soft-mouthed and have short hands." He is not a ungrateful person, so he naturally cannot do something like not paying off his debts. What's more, there is a great god Farion next to him, poking him there!"

But Al was only halfway through his words, and then he heard a thunderous sound coming from his ears.

"No need!" Ms. Rami interrupted Al's words domineeringly, and raised her hand and showed a long list: "Take it, just send it to me within a month."

Looking at the list that had been hanging from his eyes to the ground and even dragging a piece of it on the ground, Al didn't know where he was walking on the old path of Sawyer - he was cheated!
Chapter completed!