Doomsday Club

"Boss! Are you alright?"

"There was some trouble at the market just now!"

The sandstorm is finally over.

Without the signal jamming caused by the sandstorm, the subordinates at the market immediately contacted the Doomsday Lord.

He turned pale as he listened to the voice coming from the pager.

He looked up at Xu Nuo, who was still sitting at his boss's table, looking at him with a half-smile, and then at the four corpses not far away.

"Useless! You can't even handle this simple task!"

He picked up the pager and said coldly, "Search the market thoroughly and arrest the troublemakers."

One second he was scolding his subordinates, the next he was smiling and handing the pager to Xu Nuo.

They were so cooperative!

I'm starting to feel a little uncomfortable with the promises of cooperation.

I don't know where the Other Shore organization picked up this top-notch clown from; he's practically terrified of death to an extreme degree.

In the previous cycles, before Lao Wang joined the team, the Doomsday Lord gave him the impression of being a mini-boss, which was very intimidating.

After successfully breaching the market twice, all the positive impressions this guy had given him beforehand shattered.

In short, Xu Nuo now directly cosplayed as Boss Cao.

On the surface, the "ruler" of the market still belongs to the Doomsday Lord, but in reality, he has secretly taken control of the entire market by promising to "hold the emperor hostage to command the princes".

"That's really strange. The other side didn't even send anyone to control your market?"

"You're joking again. How could the higher-ups possibly come to a place like this themselves?"

The Doomsday Lord chuckled twice and explained, "The wasteland is a 'forsaken land' abandoned by the higher-ups. They would even find it dirty to approach us commoners, so how could they possibly come down here personally just to control a lousy market?"

He said, "The higher-ups don't even look at us here."

Xu Nuo almost laughed when she heard this.

Her face is quite big.

The place they abandoned is the "forsaken land of God," isn't that just proclaiming themselves as gods?

A bunch of world-destroying beasts who think they can become doomsday gods by erasing the truth of history.

The idea that it's dirty is utterly ridiculous.

If the survivors in the wasteland are treated like rats, and are considered dirty even to be near, then why do those so-called "big shots" in Sky City use the organs of those dust people?

"That's utter nonsense."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

The Doomsday Lords game emphasizes obedience; your life is in Xu Nuo's hands, and you do whatever he says.

Xu Nuo glanced at him sideways, then sighed, somewhat speechless.

A traitorous double agent.

No matter who this person works for, he will be a traitor 100% of the time, and he will betray his former master without any psychological burden.

As long as the situation is stronger than you, you can say anything and not even worry about being held accountable later.

Actually, Xu Nuo really misunderstood him on this point.

Put yourself in their shoes: the former boss of the Doomsday Lord was the powerful Other Shore organization.

After years of surviving the apocalypse, he suddenly saw a sky city descend from the sky, and he was randomly chosen to become the apocalyptic lord and control the market.

A humble survivor, struggling to survive, transforms into a powerful doomsday lord in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, the adults in Sky City were all chanting the name "Destroyer Promise".

Years later, this world destroyer actually came knocking on his door, dodging five bullets like a superhero right before his eyes.

In the eyes of the current Doomsday Lord, seeing Xu Nuo is no different from seeing a ghost.

He couldn't afford to offend either side, so he might as well just start a fight and call it a day.

The Other Shore organization will have to wait a while to settle accounts with them, but they promised they could do it the moment they wanted them dead.

Whatever, whoever it is.

Ask me anything you want to know, and I'll answer everything I know.

The moment the thought of giving up arises, one suddenly feels a vast and boundless world.

The day after they took control of the market, Xu Nuo brought in the bright moon that was outside the market.

In the days that followed, they were promised to stay at the market.

They even ate their daily meals off the Doomsday Lord, ensuring that Old Wang and the others had a good time.

"It's been so many years since I've had anything fresh."

Mingyue was so moved while eating the stewed meat that she almost cried.

Old Wang squatted down next to him and nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

"Promising!"

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the two of them, then picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

The doomsday overlord pretended not to hear, keeping a straight face and not daring to utter a single laugh. He stood to the side, acting as a waiter, stewing meat and fetching utensils.

Their service is incredibly attentive and meticulous.

Of all those present, Xu Nuo was probably the only one who had absolutely no interest in these things.

He stood to the side and took the cigarette offered by the Doomsday Lord, taking a puff here and there.

As he watched Lao Wang and Mingyue enjoying their meal, a strong sense of separation welled up within him.

Just a few hours ago, the three brothers were eating barbecue and drinking beer, chatting and bragging about everything under the sun.

How did a few pieces of stewed meat make the two brothers so hungry in the blink of an eye?

Even Lin Xiaoxiao was the same.

Compared to the survivors outside, Mingyue's living conditions were already quite good because he had stockpiled supplies in advance.

Even so, it had been many years since I had tasted meat.

Not to mention the fresh meat at the market.

If they are like this, what about the survivors outside?

No wonder they'd sell anything for a little food.

Life was too hard; we simply couldn't go on living like this.

"The other side of the weeds," Xu Nuo muttered to himself.

Having lived in the apocalypse for twenty years, neither Lin Xiaoxiao nor Mingyue had such a strong sense of the apocalypse.

But the promises are different.

He came from the past, and this personal experience of the changes between two timelines made his memories of the evil deeds committed by the organization on the other side particularly vivid.

If they hadn't destroyed the world, we'd probably all be gathered in a hotel right now.

They talked about their experiences over the past twenty years and reminisced about their first meeting.

We must crush the other side!

His conviction grew stronger, and his eyes shone with a newfound light.

He was just an ordinary person who didn't want to go to work and just wanted to coast through life.

My ideal life is to have a little money and occasionally get together with friends to have a few drinks and chat.

It's not like they're fighting with rats for food in the wasteland!

The other side even destroyed his own little wish and then slandered him as a destroyer of the world. This hatred is truly unbearable.

Next, he only needs to patiently wait for the next organ transfer to see for himself what kind of people those self-proclaimed gods in Sky City really are.

Therefore, he didn't even interfere with the normal operation of the market.

What kind of buying and selling of wives and daughters is this? What kind of organ exploitation is this?

Xu Nuo saw everything and simply wrote it all down in the account.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

The Doomsday Lord suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if his life was slipping away.

Turning around, I only saw Xu Nuo give a friendly smile.

It's probably just my imagination...