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At that moment, the voice of Zhong Dali came through the team channel: "Boss... we have a situation..."
"What situation?" I asked.
"I... I found... someone... is approaching..." Zhong Dali said, his tone tinged with panic.
"What kind of people?" My heart tightened. "Is it the Dark Council? Those guys are quick to act."
"I... I don't know..." Zhong Dali replied, "There are... a lot of them... and... and..."
"And what? Can you just say it all at once? You're making me anxious!" I pressed.
"And they... they're all wearing... bizarre outfits..." Zhong Dali said, his voice growing even stranger.
Bizarre outfits?
I was puzzled. What was this about? Could it be a special unit from the Dark Council? Their sense of aesthetics is truly... unique.
I hurried to the window and looked outside.
Sure enough, I saw a group of people walking toward us.
They were dressed in all sorts of odd costumes. Some wore ancient armor and held rusty swords, as if they had just crawled out of a tomb. Others donned modern military uniforms but wore ridiculous clown masks—were they on a mission or attending a masquerade ball? There were also those in bizarre cosplay outfits: magical girls waving plastic wands, futuristic warriors carrying cardboard rocket launchers, and even one woman in a bikini, draped in a beach towel, holding a surfboard—she was quite the sight!
What… was going on?
Was this some kind of apocalypse cosplay contest? These folks had some nerve; the world was ending, yet they still found time for this.
Just as I was pondering this, suddenly, a voice echoed in my mind: "Ding! Congratulations, host, you have triggered a hidden mission: New Reinforcements Arrive."
New reinforcements?
"Are these people... here to join us? System, are you sure you're not joking with me?"
A surge of joy filled my heart; this was truly a timely blessing! Although their appearance was a bit... peculiar, as long as they could fight, who cared what they wore, right?
I quickly opened the team channel and said, "Zhong Dali, get ready to welcome our guests!"
"Guests?" Zhong Dali asked, puzzled. "Boss... are you sure... they are guests and not... enemies? They look like they came to attend a carnival..."
"Of course I'm sure!" I replied confidently. "They... are here to join us! The system said so; it can't be wrong!"
"But... they don't really look like..." Zhong Dali said, his tone filled with doubt.
"Trust me!" I insisted. "I have a feeling! My instincts are usually spot on, except for last time..."
I quickly cut myself off; that last prediction was too painful to recall.
As the group of oddly dressed individuals drew closer, I finally got a good look at them.
Leading the pack was a tall woman clad in a black bodysuit, wearing a pair of black sunglasses. Her long, fiery red hair flowed in the wind, giving her an air of confidence. This outfit stood out starkly in the post-apocalyptic world.
"Hello," she said as she removed her sunglasses, revealing bright eyes. "My name is... Thunder."
Thunder?
That name was indeed... quite imposing! Though it didn't quite match her outfit.
"Hello," I quickly responded. "I'm Wei Na, the captain of this team."
"I know," Thunder replied. "I've heard of your great reputation. It's said that you have led your team to repeatedly defeat the Dark Council; truly impressive."
"You're too kind," I said modestly. "It's just been good luck so far. May I ask... what brings you here?"
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