Not to mention that Neo suddenly became much smaller than before, only the size of a marble.
There was only a little bit of "slime meat" left, just enough to protect the fragile slime core.
John and Neo had never seen Neo so miserable, not even when they cut Neo into half back then.
John's eyes instantly turned red and he tried to touch Neo's limp body, but his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't touch Neo no matter what.
Charlie had already shed tears as he squatted next to Neo, wanting to touch his body, but he kept retracting his stretched hands.
He's afraid of aggravating Neo's condition.
"U-uncle John...what to do...N-neo..."
Charlie's voice was choked in his throat, and he couldn't continue to speak.
John suppressed the depression in his heart and the tear that was about to slide down his cheek.
"It's okay. Since we are alive, Neo must still be alive too."
