Bai Ye was instantly speechless. The good news was that Huo Zheng was not an idiot. The bad news was that he was not smart either.
"I'm really curious—how did you manage to be both stupid and clever? Do you take the Mechanical God Cult for idiots? They want the technology in your body, not you.
"The moment you fall into their hands, they'll erase your consciousness, then study your body. Did you think they'd enshrine your consciousness like an emperor?
"How stupid would they have to be to study your body with your consciousness intact and without any safeguards?"
Huo Zheng was rendered speechless, stammering without managing to say a word.
He actually knew his plan would be difficult to carry out, but he would rather make a mistake than sit around waiting to die.
"But the Mechanical God Cult..."
"You don't need to worry about the Mechanical God Cult. It's no big deal."
Bai Ye impatiently hung up. The Mechanical God Cult was nothing but trash that could not even beat Tyrant, and they wanted to destroy Apocalypse?
Didn't they know Apocalypse belonged to Bai?
Before long, the communicator rang again.
"Boss Cunning Rabbit! Please come quickly! Shushu seems to have failed," Thunder Eel said anxiously.
Bai Ye immediately frowned. Damn it, could he not get a single piece of good news all day? Why had things been going so badly lately?
Damn you, Painter! You set me up again, didn't you?
"Explain yourself. What do you mean, 'seems to have failed'? Did it fail or not?"
"I don't know either! Shushu can't talk. It drew a picture on the ground, but nobody can understand it."
"Let me see." Bai Ye's voice suddenly rang out behind Thunder Eel.
Even though he had long known that Bai Ye came