The Time for the Gathering Has Come (Third Update)

Number Two's tears kept flowing without pause, and Lu Xin could even feel the warmth on his shoulder.

Lu Xin did not stop him, nor did he tell him not to cry.

It was as if, in this desperate world, the only thing he could give Number Two was that insignificant bit of hope.

At this moment, the only thing he could do was hold Number Two and let him vent to his heart's content...

This was a world of despair.

God's Nightmare was a world no one could oppose.

Everyone faced the fate of being assimilated by it.

Yet in this world, some people could still resist it to a certain extent.

That was by relying on tiny fragments of their own humanity to keep themselves from being completely assimilated by it...

Whether curiosity or hope.

These were their only weapons for enduring the long years.

Lu Xin hoped that Number Two could hold on a little longer, because he would definitely return to take him away.

Beside them, the three club members had stopped talking at some point.

They craned their necks, all twenty-two eyes widening as they stared at Lu Xin and Number Two embracing each other, their expressions horrified.

Night Owl hesitated, then extended a finger, trying to touch Lu Xin.

But the other two immediately pulled him away and shook their heads solemnly at him.

"Number Nine, I really envy you."

Only after crying for a long time did Number Two silently raise his head. His eyes were still faintly red. He turned away and secretly wiped the tears from his face, seemingly realizing that, as a grown man, sobbing into another man's shoulder was rather improper.

Lu Xin cooperated by turning halfway around, not looking at him.

What situation could