Comrade +1

After more than a hundred years, Nameless finally discovered the reason for his existence. It's never too late to do anything, those who say it's too late have already given up. 

There is no guarantee that someone will definitely succeed in a difficult moment, but one thing is certain: the quitter fails the moment they give up.

Now, Nameless was full of vitality and high spirits. It had been many years since he had felt this joyful.

"Hahaha, Alex, thank you so much. Tell me specifically about your future plans, and then I'll consider whether to join you or not."

Though he was happy, Nameless was still cautious in his work. If Alex's faction had goals that didn't align with his path, or if it hindered his progress, he wouldn't participate.

Alex clearly understood what Nameless wanted to know, so he went straight to the point: