In a word...... Value...... Hundreds of thousands of star coins? "Jonny has been confused by Cornell.

"Exactly." The elegant middle-aged version of Clark nodded solemnly.

"Honest comments, honest words from the bottom of my heart, yes, they are worth a thousand dollars to me." He explained.

"You mean?" Jonny frowned.

"The prophecy brought by the Kander Traveler two years ago, do you think he is the one for Roger to be called the 'Savior' by the Ascension Prophecy?" Cornell asked quickly.

"Oh, it's this." Jonny understood. "I don't know." He replied without hesitation.

"If, as the prophecy of the Ascension suggests, the hope of the survival of billions of beings is pinned on the hands of one man, I honestly prefer that it is a joke made by those ancient beings of great life." Jonny said bluntly

Make your own opinions.

"Even if part of the prophecy has been gradually fulfilled?" Cornell asked.

"You're talking about the Balde crisis and the events that followed." Jonny pulled a stack of clothes from the suitcase in front of him and placed them neatly on the edge of the bed.

"Political ambitions or self-aggrandizement, the events they cause are far from enough to destroy the world, and if we must link this matter to the prophecy of the 'Ascension', the only thing to worry about may be the near future." Jonny thought as he cleaned up.

"How?" Cornell seems to be interested.

"The Battle of Bald, a battle that brought together all the military forces of the Silver Alliance, is worthy of a great victory in terms of the time and result of the battle." Jonny stopped what he was doing and analyzed.

"And you don't see it that way?" Cornell asked with a smile.

"Yes." Jonny turned and nodded slowly at him.

"Despite the vague and disguised official rhetoric, it does not change the fact that the Supreme Commander of the Military Council was killed in the course of the battle, and the Vulcans are said to have voluntarily abandoned Bald under the premise of a great advantage." He was looking at Cornell with his back to the porthole. Clark, the latter's eyes seemed to be shining.

"Go on." The middle-aged man encouraged.

"Judging by the general election and the change of power, judging by the attitude of the Kander and the Unites towards the war, the main theme of the Banc Alliance, based on multi-racial cooperation, may now be dead in name. In the context of the multi-racial civilization of the Alliance, it is not easy to establish the Alliance as a bridge between various intelligent civilizations, and we have proven ourselves not to be up to the task, and we are seeing the influence that decades of hard work have built up is rapidly disappearing. ”

"But what does this have to do with the question I'm asking?" Cornell asked with a smile.

"Isolation, suspicion, confrontation, and eventual imminent war, like countless generations of human history, if allowed to unfold in this way, one day in the future, we may be plunged into an existential crisis from which it is impossible to break free, as the prophecy says. But that's later, not now. Jonny concluded.

"That is, while you choose to believe the truth of that prophecy, you don't believe that it will happen right in front of your eyes?" Cornell nodded.

"So to speak." Jonny admitted.

"Well, although it is a little wordy, your answer is worth the ticket price." Cornell blinked. "But I don't see it the same way you do."

"Really?" Jonny's brow moved, slightly surprised. "Uncle, do you believe that the prophecy is right now, and that Roger is really the one who can 'save everything'?"

Vanity and a view of the noble race, the self-groomed and neatly groomed Cornell undoubtedly had both, and blind family loyalty and the pride of the offspring obviously blinded the heart and eventually distorted the true judgment. Jonny shook his head slightly, but he was helpless against Cornell's view, because from a purely ethical point of view, what father would not expect his child to become a hero who could turn things around and save the people?

"Yes and no." Cornell replied.

"I believe that what is described in this prophecy may not be as far away as you think, and if it were a future catastrophe, it would not have been discovered by a modern-day Kande." Cornell explained.

"What you may not know is that Kurusodamus, though invisible, has played an unimaginable role in the evolution of the Kander's civilization, and since they have found the ruins with it, it will not be for nothing." Cornell swore by it. After hearing this, Jonny thought carefully about his words, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little touched.

"But these lovely traveling boys have sent this all-changing Ascension letter to the wrong person." Cornell said suddenly.

"What? You mean? Jonny was amazed that he hadn't thought of this possibility since he had met Add's Travels team at the Mall three years ago.

"Although I have to admit that it is a little boring, the prophesied son of the hero can never be my son." Cornell nodded.

"Why?" Jonny couldn't help but ask.

"Because there are no heroes there, and I told you on the way here." Cornell shook his head and smiled. "If these ancient god-like beings could really foresee everything, they would know about Roger. Clark is not a human hero at all, but just a cover for current events. If they don't even see this, this unfortunate prophecy of destruction will only laugh at me. ”

"If not Roger? So who will it be? Jonny asked hurriedly.

"How do I know, I'm not an ascender." Cornell gave him a blank look.