Doomsday Club

Xu Nuo woke up from her dream with a start.

The pain from being shot made him curl up on the bed in agony, gasping for breath.

On the watch, the number representing the number of times the journey had been completed had reached zero.

He finally got out of bed, covered in sweat, only after the pain had subsided considerably.

This watch suddenly appeared on his wrist a year ago.

It's like a paranormal event.

The numbers on the watch are refreshed every morning at midnight, and you can travel to that time and space three times a day.

After a period of exploration, Xu Nuo has mastered the time travel mechanism and understands that the time travel space is twenty years in the future.

Twenty years later.

The world has become a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

His family and friends all died in that unknown disaster.

I immediately got up and recorded the clues to this discovery on my computer.

This was the longest he had ever survived in that time and space, lasting a full twenty-four days.

"I received the broadcast about the Doomsday Lord on the 20th day. The voice sounded familiar; it must be someone I've met in the real world."

"The Doomsday Lord probably has information about the apocalypse."

"They fucking have guns!"

"He called me the Destroyer of Worlds, and seemed very afraid of me, even shooting me as soon as we met."

The destroyer of the world...

That nickname is really something!

Could it be that I caused the apocalypse?

Having pieced together the clues and deduced to this point, Xu Nuo felt like she was going completely mad.

He's just a struggling online novelist; there's no way he could be associated with destroying the world.

However, the way the other person addressed him was hard not to make one's imagination run wild.

I rubbed my temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

I organized and archived the collected clues, promising not to waste any more time.

We gained a lot of information from this journey, but unfortunately, our progress has stalled.

To find out more of the truth, we obviously need to go to the market a few more times.

"The problem is he didn't even give me a chance to speak!"

Recalling the way the doomsday lord treated her, Xu Nuo shouted in frustration.

"Beep beep beep~"

The message notification tone interrupted his frantic outburst.

Seeing the urgent messages in the group chat, Xu Nuo could only temporarily put aside the apocalypse and return to real life.

"Where's the author? Why hasn't there been an update? Has it stopped?"

"Update soon!!!"

"I'm writing, I'm writing, but I'm experiencing some writer's block. I'll update later."

It's thanks to the group members that I'm being cared for.

I feel like I'm dead if I don't see you for a few hours.

Xu Nuo looked at the group messages with some relief.

Thanks to the watch, he found writing about the apocalypse to be incredibly easy.

The post-apocalyptic environment and the backstabbing between people are depicted as if they were real events.

He successfully attracted a group of loyal readers, which also allowed him to earn some money from writing books.

I casually set a timer to publish the previously written draft every half hour, giving readers the illusion that I was working hard to write it.

Kaven? He doesn't exist.

He wrote entirely in his diary, with an endless supply of material every day.

Xu Nuo got up and washed up, as he had to go out again today.

My childhood friend invited me to dinner, saying he had something important to tell me.

He remained skeptical about this.

I strongly suspect that this guy just wants to drink and is planning to use himself as a drinking companion.

However, he did need a drink. He had survived for more than twenty days in the apocalypse, and the food he ate every day was worse than what a beggar would eat.

Although only a few hours had passed in the real world, he felt as if he had been living in the apocalypse for more than half a month, and the mental pressure was extraordinary.

Thanks to the watch's functionality.

Each time he travels back in time, he can quickly confirm the real world, thus mitigating the intense discomfort caused by the time discrepancy.

Otherwise, if this continues for a long time, he'll definitely go crazy.

Six p.m.

Xu Nuo, all dressed and ready, went out to keep their appointment.

Inside a barbecue restaurant.

My childhood friend waved to me, inviting me to sit down.

"Speak, what's so important?"

"Hehe, I'll talk about that later."

Wu Tian smiled mysteriously and casually opened a bottle of wine and handed it to him.

"How's your book coming along? Have you found the truth about the apocalypse yet?"

"Not yet, aren't you watching?"

"Give me some inside information, buddy," Wu Tian said. "What exactly caused the apocalypse? I'm genuinely curious."

"Keep it a secret."

He promised not to give away any spoilers, or perhaps he hasn't found the truth yet and there's no way to spoil anything.

It's no secret that I write my own book; my relatives and friends all know about it.

Especially his childhood friend Wu Tian, ​​who is a bookworm.

Every time I'm not satisfied with what I'm watching, I drag myself out to meet people offline and urge them to update.

Unfortunately, there are no spoilers this time.

Because he didn't know either.

"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

"Spoilers really don't add any fun; they ruin the enjoyment of following the story."

Wu Tian had no complaints about the promised secrecy, but instead changed the subject and talked about what he called "important things".

"Your family's been pressuring you to get married again, and I just happen to know a nice girl."

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp: "Shall I introduce you?"

Hearing this, Xu Nuo felt a headache coming on.

The two were childhood friends and classmates, and their relationship was no different from that of family.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, his mother resorted to a roundabout tactic and set her sights on Wu Tian.

You're only twenty-four! What's the rush?

How many young people get married early these days?

"But you can't be without a partner!" Wu Tian said, as if he had heard Xu Nuo's thoughts.

Make sense.

The end of the world is near.

With such a huge problem weighing on his shoulders, he still hasn't found a way to help everyone survive the apocalyptic disaster.

I have no interest in solving my personal problems.

He looked up at his childhood friend, who had died twenty years later.

"No, I really have no plans to be in a relationship right now."

Hearing his good friend say that, Wu Tian felt a little helpless.

"Would I, a buddy, possibly cheat you?"

"Why don't you take a look first and then decide?"

As Wu Tian said this, he opened his WeChat Moments, found the other person's photo, and held it up to Xu Nuo's face: "Look, isn't she beautiful?"

In the photo.

The girl in the pure white dress looks at the camera with a bright smile.

Just as Wu Tian said, she is indeed a very beautiful girl.

In terms of looks alone, she is even more beautiful than some celebrities.

Xu Nuo stared at the photo in front of her, her pupils dilating violently.

This girl…he’s seen her before!

It's just not now, but in the apocalypse twenty years from now!

She didn't look like this back then; she wasn't wearing a white dress, but a full protective suit.

She had a scar on her left cheek, and holding a weapon, she killed a "doomsday rat" who coveted her like a chicken.

She actually survived the apocalypse! And lived to see it twenty years later?

"No! I've changed my mind!"

Xu Nuo suddenly stood up, looked at Wu Tian excitedly, and asked, "When can I meet her?!"