3.1 There Is No Plot in the Apocalypse

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“Brat, you entered into our nightclub, and yet you dare to run? You really are too brave. I can’t run a business anymore if I don’t deal with you tonight. Lock the door and ask some people to join you. This kid has a good appearance and is easy for you…” 

“OK, thank you, Liu Jie…”

As soon as Gu Bai entered the world, a large number of plots began to flow into his mind, making it too late for him to react. Then a slap fell on his face, causing him to hit his head directly against the wall, and he fainted.

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When he opened his eyes again after regaining consciousness, he only had a bad headache, but there was a blank space in his brain, and he didn’t know anything.

His heart sped up, and Gu Bai had a bad premonition and quickly closed his eyes to check the plot. 

But after one minute, five minutes, and ten minutes… His mind was still completely blank.

At this moment, in addition to the existing memory of the original owner, he knew that the original host was Su Yu, who was 16 years old and an orphan. But other than that, there was no other information.

What the fuck!!!

Gu Bai, who had opened his eyes, couldn’t stop his eyelids from twitching. After so many tasks, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He didn’t even have a plot!

Although Gu Bai had always been calm, even he couldn’t be calm right now.

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Every time he did a task, the most important thing he relied on was the plot. Without the plot, he had no advantage, because he couldn’t even determine the goal of the task.

Right now he didn’t even know what the original host’s wish was. He was like a headless fly; how could he accomplish his task?!

What should he do? Gu Bai was dying, but he could only call out to that mysterious person in the surrounding air, hoping to get some help. 

When he returned to the starry space the last two times, he had a keen sense that the mysterious man was a little different from before.

Before, the mysterious master was cold from the bottom of his heart, but when he was in the starry space the last two times, he felt that the air of the other person was much softer.

And the other man’s attitude seemed to be different when talking to him. He had even told him his name before, which meant that the mysterious man had a good impression of him and had begun to treat him as a confidant. So in that case, if he asked, maybe the other man would help him.

But he cried out for a long time and never saw the figure of the mysterious man. 

“Forget it. I can only move step by step forward ba…”

Having received no response, Gu Bai could only give up for now.

The two tasks before were as relaxing as a vacation, but this one was so difficult that it was almost fatal without a plot.

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