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"Thunder?"
"Iron Man?"
"Captain America?"
"Spider-Man?"
"Superman?"
"Batman?"
I rubbed my eyes, doubting whether I was experiencing a hallucination.
What on earth was going on?
Was this some kind of post-apocalyptic cosplay contest?
I turned to look at Xie Hanshuang behind me and found her wearing a similarly bewildered expression.
It seemed I wasn't the only one losing my mind.
"Um... Ms. Thunder," I asked cautiously, "are you sure... you haven't mistaken the set?"
Thunder removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of bright, piercing eyes, and replied earnestly, "No, we are here to join you."
"But... your... outfits..." I gestured toward their bizarre costumes, struggling to find the right words.
"This... this is our... team uniform," Thunder explained. "Each of us has our own... code name."
"Team uniform?" I twitched at the corners of my mouth. "Are you sure this isn't... cosplay?"
The "Iron Man" behind Thunder cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, we... value... the sense of ceremony."
Sense of ceremony?
I almost burst out laughing.
What time is it, and they're still talking about a sense of ceremony?
Honestly, if it weren't for the apocalypse, I'd have to give these guys an award for "Best Creativity."
But since they were willing to join us, I decided not to nitpick those details.
After all, in the end of the world, having one more person means one more strength, even if that strength seems a bit... juvenile.
I cleared my throat and said, "Welcome to our team! My name is Wei Na, and I'm the captain of this squad."
"Honored to meet you," Thunder said. "I'm Thunder, the captain of this team."
"Team?" I paused for a moment. "You guys... have a team?"
I thought to myself, with just these few people, can they really form a team? They might as well be the seven brothers from Calabash.
"Of course," Thunder replied. "Our team... is quite famous."
"Famous? I haven't heard of it. It can't be the 'Urban-Rural Justice League,' can it?"
"Our team... once... defeated... a giant... zombie," Lightning said proudly. "That zombie... was as tall as a three-story building!"
Three stories tall? I thought to myself, that zombie must be preparing to fight monsters! This bragging is reaching for the sky.
However, I didn't call her out on it. After all, in this apocalypse, who doesn't have a knack for exaggeration? Let's just say it's adding a bit of fun for everyone.
"Alright," I said, "now that everyone knows each other, let's... get to work."
Following the outline of our online novel, I began discussing the layout plan for our new base with my new teammates.
I originally thought everyone would be serious about it, but I was mistaken.
These guys were all over the place.
Everyone was talking at once, each person chiming in, and the scene was... utterly chaotic, like a bustling market.
"I think... we should... build a swimming pool," suggested the bikini-clad girl. "That way... we can swim in it."
A swimming pool? I nearly spat out my drink. In this apocalypse, they're thinking about swimming? Are they trying to get a "virus hot spring bath" from the zombies?
"I think... we should... build a movie theater," Spider-Man suggested. "That way... we can watch movies."
A movie theater? I felt like my brain was... not functioning properly. What time is it? They're thinking about watching movies? Are they planning to shoot a "Zombie Apocalypse Reality Show"?
"I think... we should... build an amusement park," Superman suggested. "That way... we can have fun."
Amusement park? I was utterly speechless. Is this a vacation in the apocalypse? Who knows, maybe in a couple of days, we’ll have to build an "End of Days Theme Park"!
At that moment, Zhong Dali suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Boss, I think... we should... first... build a... toilet."
A toilet? I was taken aback for a moment, then it hit me. Of course! We don’t even have a toilet! That’s the most... important thing!
Compared to everything else, Dali’s suggestion was simply a moment of clarity!
I quickly said, "Dali is right! Let’s... first... build a... toilet!"
So, we began... to build the toilet.
No time to waste, everyone rolled up their sleeves. Those who could carry bricks did so, and those who could mix mud did that too; it was a scene full of enthusiasm.
Of course, except for those few "superheroes."
They seemed uninterested in such a "low-level task," standing aside and pointing fingers as if they were overseeing the operation.
During the process of building the toilet, Zhong Dali accidentally stepped on a... landmine.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Zhong Dali was blown away, dust flying everywhere; the scene became quite awkward.
"Dali!" I exclaimed and rushed over.
Fortunately, Zhong Dali was just... knocked out by the blast... and wasn’t in any life-threatening danger. His face was covered in dust, making him look like a... mud person.
I let out a sigh of relief, and then… I started to curse.
"Which… bastard… buried the landmine!" I shouted, "We almost… got blown up!"
At that moment, the mysterious girl walked over and calmly said, "It was me who buried it."
"You?" I was taken aback. "Why did you… bury a landmine?"
"To… prevent… the zombies… from invading," the mysterious girl explained. "It's a very… effective… defense measure."
A defense measure? I looked at Zhong Dali, who had been blown away, and felt utterly speechless. This… defense measure… was a bit too… effective, wasn’t it? It nearly wiped out our own people.
Just then, an alarm suddenly blared, its piercing sound shattering the silence of the ruins.
"What’s going on?" My heart tightened. "Could it be that… the zombies… are coming?"
"I'll go check," Xie Hanshuang said, then grabbed her sniper rifle and dashed out.
I quickly followed her outside.
Before us, a massive wave of zombies was surging toward our direction.
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