The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

Facing the barrage of requests for purchases, Si Lingling pondered for a while, then turned around and came to the children.

Just as I was about to tell my plan for those paintings, another newsletter came in at the right time.

Taking a deep breath, leaving an apologetic smile, turned away from the camera and connected: "What's the matter?"

Jun Moyao's deep and deep voice came: "Ling'er, can you stop selling those paintings casually?"

Si Lingling's attitude was very average: "I said, are you being more lenient?"

"My things, what should I do with you?"

Jun Mo Yao didn't care about her attitude at all: "I admit that I have no right to control how you deal with those paintings."

"But, do you know what functions those paintings have?"

Si Lingling: "...what kind of function?"

"Could it be possible to make people ascend to immortality?"

Could it be that I accidentally unlocked some new features without knowing it?

Before she could come up with something, Jun Moyao's unique voice came: "It can relieve the pain of gene collapse."

"Especially for the warriors after the mental gene collapse, you can relieve the pain of the collapse through your painting, and it is even possible to save a person."

Si Lingling narrowed her eyes slightly: "And then?"

Jun Moyao: "Can you confirm who is the person who bought your painting through the live broadcast room? What if the other party is an enemy?"

"so……"

"So, please give them to me, and I'll sell them for you."

Jun Moyao was not hypocritical, and stated the real purpose of his communication, "Only in this way, will we not help our enemies."

"Won't fund your enemies."

Si Lingling retorted unceremoniously, "Don't try to deceive me under the banner of doing what is best for me."

"How can you guarantee that my enemy is not your enemy?"

Faced with Si Lingling's ruthless words, Jun Moyao was a little helpless.

But he still answered very patiently: "Don't forget, everyone in StarCraft knows that you gave birth to a pair of twin babies for me."

Indeed, Jun Moyao wanted to use the paintings in Si Lingling's hands to earn the support of some big shots for himself.

After all, in the thousands of years of interstellar history, which family has not produced a few warriors whose lives are worse than death due to genetic collapse?

If these paintings in Si Lingling's hands can be obtained, the veterans of the major families who are trapped here can relieve their pain and even have hope of recovery.

No matter how ungrateful these people are, they have to choose to support him in order to get relief and repair in time when they encounter this kind of thing again in the future.

Jun Moyao didn't hide this plan from Si Lingling.

The latter can also understand his intentions.

After a brief silence, Si Lingling said: "Don't worry, I'll ask my brother first if there is any need."

"If he needs it, you can wait here next time."

"Inverse Rise - Conquering Australia?"

Hearing her talk about her younger brother, Jun Moyao's eyes flashed hope, "I know him, Prisoner of Abyss Prison, I'm right."

"Are you investigating me?"

Si Lingling looked sharply at the man on the light screen, "Do you think I'm easy to talk to lately?"

"Ling'er, don't get me wrong."

Jun Moyao was helpless at her sharp reaction, "I just want to ensure the safety of your mother and child. I have no other intentions, let alone hurt your brother."

"Humph!"

Si Lingling looked at him coldly, "You'd better not do anything excessive, otherwise..."

She is not threatening, but serious.

Jun Moyao could hear the seriousness in her words, and quickly agreed: "Don't worry, Ling'er, why would I do something to hurt you and your loved ones?"