Doomsday Club

The market was actually established by the Other Shore organization, and its true purpose was not, as the broadcast claimed, to provide shelter for the survivors of Ning City.

Instead, they treated the survivors in the wasteland as organ farms, "buying" the healthy organs of desperate survivors with cheap survival supplies, and finally sending them to Sky City for use by those important figures.

The Earth's atmosphere was torn open by that cataclysmic disaster, allowing sunlight to enter the Earth directly without diffuse reflection.

Intense solar radiation is extremely harmful to the human body, but that only affects the exposed tissues.

Skin, flesh, and eyeballs.

Solar radiation can cause skin lesions leading to skin cancer, and strong light penetrating the lens of the eye can cause cataracts or even blindness.

But that's where it ends; the disease doesn't involve internal organs.

In other words, no matter how these survivors in the wasteland fared, their organs were almost always healthy.

In some respects, the organs of wasteland survivors are even healthier than those of modern humans.

Xu Nuo felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about it.

No wonder...

No wonder they spared the lives of those survivors in the wasteland, only interfering with the establishment of the "Revival Collective".

Because in the wasteland, all these people are organ suppliers for Sky City.

The short-lived species struggle to survive in the wasteland, giving their all to live for even one more day.

The long-lived species sat atop the Sky City, enjoying all resources, including the lives of the short-lived species.

Whenever the organs of the immortal species fail or become diseased, they can obtain fresh organs from young people at any time through the market, and the price may only be a dinner left over from their meals.

The short-lived species whose organs are harvested even feel grateful to them.

Losing an organ might not be fatal, but without this little bit of food, they would die tomorrow.

Despite having traveled through time so many times, Xu Nuo only truly learned what the world would look like twenty years from now today.

Technology has not regressed or become extinct; it has simply been centralized in the hands of Sky City.

This is the truth about the apocalypse.

What is this? A post-apocalyptic punk art style.

He now knows the truth about the apocalypse, but the truth sends chills down Xu Nuo's spine.

It's no wonder that the survivors in the wasteland regard Sky City as a god, because twenty years later, they are essentially no different from gods.

"My opponent is actually something like this?"

Xu Nuo muttered to himself, his tone inexplicably becoming somewhat excited.

Full of fighting spirit!

His current state is almost like he's trying to conquer a super difficult game of Souls.

After investigating for so long, we finally met the final boss.

The next goal is to find out the boss's health and bring down the "god" in the sky.

A strange sense of excitement excited his brain, and this excitement even somewhat offset the pain he had experienced during his previous cycle of death.

His mindset now is completely different from when he first entered the cycle of orphanage.

Lin Xiaoxiao, Mingyue, Wu Tian, ​​Lao Wang...

Before he knew it, a large number of people had gathered around him.

He has already seen the apocalyptic future, which he dislikes, so he wants to lead everyone to the real future.

"I hope that twenty years from now, we can meet again in the real future."

As if reflecting on something, he muttered to himself, and Xu Nuo's mindset suddenly became lighter than ever before.

It's just Sky City!

Isn't it just about saving the world?

How will you know if you can do it if you don't try?

Next, we'll look at the other clues we obtained from the Doomsday Lord.

"Who the hell is that?!" Xu Nuo sighed.

He really cares about this now.

He was certain he had never seen that face before, but he was also certain he had heard that voice.

It's so familiar, it's like it's on the tip of my tongue and I could say it at any moment.

Unfortunately, he is now as if he has been silenced, unable to utter a single word no matter what he tries.

"I can't remember!"

While pondering, Xu Nuo idly scrolled through the book club's thread.

This is considered one of his habitual actions.

The author, a typical otaku, doesn't have much of a social life and usually just chats with friends in online groups to pass the time.

"Brother Xu Nuo, are you busy?"

"No, what's wrong?"

The message was sent by Lao Wang, and he addressed him with the same respect as always.

Young people under 20 years old can call him "brother" without feeling guilty.

On the contrary, it's really hard to believe that people are still shouting like this twenty years later.

"I've already arrived in Ning City and met with Brother Mingyue."

He typed: "I'd like to invite you and Brother Mingyue to dinner tonight. Do you have time?"

I initially wanted to refuse, but then I thought about it and agreed.

"Okay, what time?"

"Is seven o'clock okay, Brother Xu Nuo?"

"Okay, see you at seven."

He promised to reply, which meant he had agreed.

After twenty years and so much time in contact with Lao Wang, he finally understood Lao Wang's character.

Since he has already spoken to me, he must genuinely want to thank me, so there's no need to refuse Old Wang's kindness.

To avoid hurting people's feelings.

Also, he really needs to meet with Lao Wang.

Laying some groundwork for the future in advance will at least give him some preparation for the apocalypse.

At times like these, he is incredibly grateful for his profession.

The online literature industry is just so convenient to use.

Not only can it help you make money, but it can also allow you to say many things that you can't say aloud, all under the pretext of gathering inspiration.

There are even all sorts of amazing people hidden in the book club, who knows when we might need their help.

In the end, he still couldn't recall the Time Lord's identity, so he simply put the matter aside for the time being.

The third key piece of information obtained from the Time Lord.

It concerns Lin Xiaoxiao's father.

It seems he didn't die from the world-destroying white light, but instead lived in Sky City twenty years later, working for the Other Shore Organization.

However, he doesn't seem to be on the same page as the Other Shore organization; he once secretly contacted the Doomsday Lord to search for Lin Xiaoxiao.

"How could he not be dead!"

Xu Nuo had to admit that he was stunned when he heard the news.

After all, according to Lin Xiaoxiao, she witnessed the apocalyptic white light engulfing her father in the surveillance footage in the basement when it descended.

How can someone survive being swept by this thing?

Unless his dad is Superman from Krypton.

Xu Nuo had personally experienced the destructive power of that white light and simply did not believe that anyone could survive such an attack.

"This is a bit mind-bending."

Xu Nuo scratched his head, feeling that the mysteries had only increased after they broke into the market.

What exactly was Lin's father's stance, and how did he survive that disaster?

Who exactly is the Doomsday Lord? I'm certain I've heard his voice before.

as well as--

"How can I get up there?"