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Chapter 972: My Goal

Chapter 972 My own goal

Song Yi and Kubu also set out before dawn. They unanimously decided to go to the place where more than a dozen tribes gathered to see if they could find Ying's people.

"Mr. Song, you should know those people!"

From beginning to end, Kubu had never had much interaction with these people, so he was really afraid that he would not be able to recognize them.

Song Yi nodded. He could still more or less recognize the logo of the Ying organization. Even some of the errand runners on the periphery were marked.

"Don't worry! Although I'm not as powerful as your boss, I will definitely not do anything wrong with you."

This is the first time for the two of them to work together on a mission.

Although Ku Bu didn't show it, Song Yi could still more or less tell that this guy was probably quite nervous.

After listening to what Song Yi said, Kubu scratched his head naively and smiled sheepishly. To be honest, he was indeed a little worried, after all, he didn't know Song Yi that well.

"Mr. Song, sometimes you and our boss look a bit alike."

It was better not to discuss such an embarrassing issue, so Kubu quickly changed the subject.

After staying with Zhang Long for a long time, Kubu gradually learned how to speak and how to communicate with other people.

This was the first time Song Yi heard such a statement. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't feel that he and Zhang Long were anything alike.

"Then tell me, how are your boss and I similar?"

At the beginning, Song Yi just wanted to tease Kubu.

It's quite a long way along the way, so the two of us can pass some time by chatting, instead of having to immerse ourselves in the journey, which would be boring.

"I can't explain clearly. Anyway, I just feel that our boss looks very much like him. He is the boss when we first met him."

At that time, Zhang Long was far less tactful than he is now, and he didn't know how to restrain his sharp edges.

After Song Yi listened, he took a serious look at Kubu. At first, he really didn't pay much attention to this young man.

All I know is that Kubu has always been with Zhang Long. Everyone in the tribe was killed by the Wuya tribe. He was a child born with hatred. He has been burdened with things he shouldn't have to carry since he was a child.

thing.

"You are the first to say this. After Zhang Long comes back, I will have a good communication with him."

Song Yi thought that when Zhang Long comes back, he must have a good talk with him.

After hearing this, Kubu scratched his head in embarrassment. The first time he saw Song Yi, he felt that this man was somewhat similar to the boss.

"Our boss will definitely be very happy after hearing this, but he is too busy now. When we were running around here and there, he could still talk to me more."

As he spoke, Kubu's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Because Zhang Long had so many things going on, sometimes he really couldn't take into account their emotions and didn't know what they were thinking.

"You have to know that most of those capable people need to solve many things. Your boss is actually like this too."

Song Yi thought that Kubu was like a child who also needed comfort.

There are some truths that Kubu himself can figure out, but he just feels that the boss is too busy and has no time to accompany him. Even after meeting him, he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Of course I know, and sometimes I think about it, I should hurry up and find a way to help the boss, but...!"

Kubu didn't want to go on about the rest of the story, but Song Yi could probably guess some of it.

Song Yi patted Kubu on the shoulder. To be honest, Kubu was like a child. Maybe Kubu was not that old when Zhang Long saw him, and there was no one around to accompany him, so he never knew.

What it feels like to have someone care.

"When you have time, you have to think about what you will do in the future. Even if you are the boss, Zhang Long has his own things to do and cannot be by your side all the time."

Anyway, there was nothing going on right now and they were just on their way. Song Yi thought to himself that he might as well find a way to enlighten the child.

After listening to what Song Yi just said, Kubu fell into confusion anyway. He had always known what his own affairs were like.

"But I don't know how I should do my own thing, and I don't know what I should do."

The confusion on his face makes people feel a little distressed after seeing it.

This time, Song Yi was troubled. He didn't know what Kubu should do. In fact, if you think about it carefully, after arriving here, apart from helping Zhang Long, he seemed to have never thought about it.

What will you do in the future?

"So you have to think about what you want to do in the future. You can't always stare at your boss. I also want to be like you and think about what I can do here in the future."

Since he was unwilling to return to Daxia, and after listening to the conversation between Zhang Long and Song Yunfei, Song Yi felt that he would definitely be able to play a role in the future.

After hearing this, Kubu fell into deep thought. He didn't know what he should do. When he was born, he knew he wanted to seek revenge from the Wuya tribe, but now, it seemed like there was no hope.

"Mr. Song, what do you want to do in the future?"

He really couldn't figure it out, so Kubu thought he could ask Song Yi, maybe he could get some reference.

Song Yi thought that he should use his best ability to help the island and move forward step by step, because only in this way can he get what he wants from it.

"I was thinking that I would stay on this island from now on and slowly help them build it into what I want."

After finishing speaking, Song Yi himself was stunned for a moment.

It seems that he actually has a goal, but he has never thought about it before. This is just because he was hindered by some things in front of him, and he has never thought about it.

After hearing this, Kubu felt a little envious. He felt that compared with these people, he was really inferior and had no ideas at all.

"Then I'll think about it again, what else can I do besides hatred, but this island is also my home!"

As he spoke, Kubu seemed to suddenly wake up.

After Song Yi heard this, he nodded in agreement. What Kubu said was indeed correct. If you find a way to build your own home, you will be happier than anything else.

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