Chapter 916 - Chunchun made a fool of herself? - Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning

As the tulle curtain completely covered the entire underground space,

Song Siming's shadow began to emerge from the surface of the clay statue, quickly expanded to the size of an ordinary person, and walked out slowly.

The young man smiled faintly and responded:

"Why do you do this? Haha, of course it's to help you rise in the group."

"Rise?" Shi Bashi's face became even more angry, almost turning the color of pig liver:

"Your so-called rise is to make me sell door-to-door like a fool and let me endure the ridicule of my brothers and sisters?"

"So did they agree?" Song Siming didn't care about Shi Bashi's excitement and asked calmly.

"How could I agree to this!" Shi Bashi roared:

"In their eyes, I am the definition of trash!"

"Now that I've done this, I'll probably have to be labeled an 'idiot' again!"

"Do you mind a lot?" Song Siming replied calmly, but his eyes passed Shi Bashi and looked at the empty wall behind him.

It was as if there was something there, attracting his attention.

"Of course! Uh... actually I don't mind it too much. After all, I've been through this in the past..." Shi Bashi shouted the first half of the sentence loudly, but his voice became softer as he spoke further on.

He still has self-awareness.

Otherwise, when he had lost all the 72 planets given to him by his father, he would have become depressed and wanted to commit suicide.

"That's it?" Song Siming chuckled.

"As long as the goal is achieved, the process is not important."

"But this won't achieve the goal..." Shi Bashi was very puzzled:

"My six brothers and sisters didn't accept my plan at all. They just treated me like a fool and fooled me."

"You didn't get any of the planets you requested to borrow."

"It's okay. When I asked you to borrow it, I didn't expect to be able to borrow it." While replying, Song Siming narrowed his eyes and raised his arms as if he was controlling something in the air.

Shi Bashi was stunned when he saw this, and his eyes were filled with more doubts:

"You don't expect me to borrow it?"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Chunchun is going to make a fool of himself?"

"Go and trigger the key node." Song Siming's eyes briefly moved away from the empty wall.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it passed across Shi Bashi's face and immediately looked in another direction.

"Huh?" Shi Bashi obviously didn't understand what Song Siming meant, and said in a daze:

"What key point?"

Song Siming frowned slightly, obviously losing his patience:

"You won't understand if I tell you directly. Anyway, just do as I say. I guarantee that you will rise step by step and control the slave group."

"Huh? I can't understand even if you tell me directly?" Shi Bashi pulled the corner of his mouth, with a look of disbelief:

"I don't have much business sense, but my intelligence is at least normal."

"Just tell me what you mean. If I really can't understand it, it won't affect the subsequent plans, right?"

"It's not an intelligence problem... Well, since you want to listen, then listen." Song Siming said helplessly, directly:

"The reason why I need you??? is because doing this can???, only???, can???, you can???, do you understand?"

Shi Bashi had a blank expression and his mind was blank.

The only thing he could see was Song Siming's mouth opening and closing.

A sharp pain came from deep within his soul, dealing a heavy blow to his unprepared mind!

It was as if at this moment there were thousands of giant beasts running madly, lined up and stepping on his head one by one.

Shi Bashi fainted without any suspense.

When he woke up again, he found that Song Siming had disappeared.

Instead, there was Lu Canglong's wrinkled old face.

"Are you awake?"

"Uh...how long have I been unconscious?" Shi Bashi subconsciously held his head, trying to recall what had happened before.

But the scene that came to mind only ended when he asked Song Siming to explain why he was asked to visit his six brothers and sisters.

Nie Rong was in a mess after that.

"About half a day?" Lu Canglong responded uncertainly:

"When Song Siming notified me, you should have been unconscious."

"As for what happened before, I have no idea."

Upon hearing this, Shi Bashi tried hard to recall the content of his conversation with Song Siming.

Then,

His head, which had just calmed down, began to feel waves of swelling and pain again.

What the hell is going on?!

Did Song Siming drug him?

Or is there some negative effect?

Shi Bashi ignored Lu Canglong's puzzled look, grinned, opened the data panel and checked it carefully.

See the attribute points from the status bar and check them one by one.

Not a single one went wrong.

All OK!

"It's not drugging... Could it be that it's really like what Song Siming said, and I can't understand it?"

Shi Bashi muttered gloomily, closed the data panel, and looked at Lu Canglong:

"Song Siming asked you to come here. Besides waking me up, did he have any other instructions?"

"Yes." Lu Canglong nodded slightly:

"Song Siming asked you to pick up someone from the planet with coordinates B-486-26SX."

"Pick someone up?" Shi Bashi was stunned again:

"Who is it?"

"I don't know." Lu Canglong spread his hands:

"Song Siming only said that those people are also Lu Li's enemies and can become our friends."

"What the hell is going on here..." Shi Bashi complained in a low voice, and climbed up from the ground that had been warmed by his body temperature:

"They didn't make the plan clear, they just kept giving orders and making arrangements, and then recruited some random people whose backgrounds we didn't know about to join them..."

When Lu Canglong heard this, his old face darkened and a hint of unhappiness appeared in his eyes.

Isn't he the messy and unknown person that Shi Bashi mentioned?

If it had been before, he, as an elder of the Tianji family, would have slammed the table and turned against Shi Bashi.

But now…

The situation is stronger than us, so we can only swallow our anger.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.

Don’t bully the elderly because they are poor!

Putting away the unhappy emotion on his face, Lu Canglong thought for a moment and said:

"Song Siming's guidance must have his reasons."

"We now have the common goal of killing Lu Li. We should unite and work together."

"Instead of wasting time and energy on suspicion of each other."

"Of course I know that." Shi Bashi still had a look of depression on his face: