Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

"Wangcai! Wangcai, where are you?"

The adults' argument in the meeting room came to a temporary end, while the girls, who were free from any trouble, were enjoying this rare moment of peace.

When Kamala and the others returned, they discovered that their puppy was missing.

The girls who had developed feelings for the puppy formed a team, including Yelena, Kamala, Katie, and Lily.

Having spent some time in the raft prison, they were quite familiar with the place.

With the zombie crisis largely resolved and over two hundred young and strong warriors stationed in the hall, they weren't too afraid even though the passageway was dark, and boldly continued forward.

Yelena walked along calling out to the little dog that Hanlu had named "Wangcai"—

Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of the name in the East, she figured it was the right name.

When the four girls turned a corner, they finally saw the big yellow dog in a storage room.

It was squatting obediently on the ground, its tail wagging incessantly, and even making comfortable gurgling sounds in its throat.

"Ha, I found you!"

Yelena ran over happily, but just as she reached the door, she heard a crashing sound coming from inside.

She immediately sensed something was wrong, quickened her pace and rushed inside, her weapon already in place.

"Who is it?!"

The little dog, which had been snoring, was startled by Yelena's shout and darted away from her legs.

Kamala and the others who arrived later also drew their weapons, warily eyeing the somewhat messy room.

In the corner, a large iron can that appears to have been opened stands out conspicuously.

"No, don't do that... Um, I'm not a bad person. I woke up here, I don't know what happened... That dog, it's quite friendly."

A man in a hospital gown with curly hair hurriedly crawled out from behind the overturned metal can, raising his hands high to indicate that he was unarmed.

Shining a flashlight on the other person's face—it was indeed a living person's face, and the thin figure didn't look threatening at all.

The girls slightly lowered their weapons, but remained on guard.

They recognized all the human warriors who participated in this operation, but this one... they had no recollection of him at all.

"The survivors should have all moved to the Tarot area already, why didn't you go with the main group?"

Yelena, a Black Widow herself, had sharp eyes. She swept her gaze over the other man's hands, which showed no signs of training, and could even hear the trembling in his breathing.

She was the first to step forward, and looked the other person up and down with great interest.

Clearly, they mistook him for a lone survivor.

"What survivor? I don't know... I woke up here."

Yelena certainly didn't believe this explanation, but the blank look in the other person's eyes didn't seem feigned.

She glanced again at the opened tin can, and her keen senses suddenly reminded her—

It seems that Hanlu always carries this jar close to her body, never letting it leave her side wherever she goes.

"Kamara, you stay here and keep an eye on him for me. Don't let him run around. I'm going to find Hanlu."

Yelena maintained a relaxed expression, but her muscles were subtly tense.

She forced herself to walk past Kamala with an air of composure, but only Kamala, who was directly opposite her, could see the tension and warning flashing in her eyes.

"Okay, no problem, go and come back quickly."

Katie and Lily, sensing the delicate situation, instinctively went into battle mode, each slipping to the left or right of the door to ensure that their firepower could cover the inside of the house.

Kamala stood in the doorway, forcing a calm expression and flashing her signature cheerful smile.

"Uh... why does it feel like you guys will open fire the moment I move?"

The man joked self-deprecatingly, but the fear in his voice was impossible to hide.

***

On the other hand, the meeting seemed to have finally reached a conclusion.

"Very good, our wish is clear: to rewind time for everything in this world—except for us—whether it be life or matter, to the time before the disaster occurred! It doesn't need to go beyond the timeline, just to restore everything to its original state."

"This should work, right?"

Hanlu finally proposed this plan.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a wish: to return everything to its original state.

Of course, preserving memories is of paramount importance—nobody wants to fight this battle again.

When the time comes, all they need to do is arrive at the building where Dr. Pym is conducting his experiments, have everyone hold down the Wasp, and then have John transform into the Giant of Light and use a Cell Conversion Ray to turn her back into a human...

That would be a happy ending.

Happy to everyone!

"That's right. Once things on Earth are resolved, we'll immediately form a team and head to space."

Thor, do you remember where your team was attacked?

We need accurate coordinates so we can directly open a portal to get there.

According to you, Thanos only had one Power Stone at that time—

Theoretically, we still have a chance of winning!

"Of course we have! We absolutely do! If I could just pick up my hammer and axe again, I could chop that bastard to pieces!"

After much discussion, Thor finally had to let go of his obsession with his deceased friend!

They are brave warriors, heroes, and will live forever in Valhalla!

What he needs to do is bring back those lives that shouldn't have been lost.

He hung his head, silently repeating himself, trying to convince himself.

He has regained the king's courage and will.

He will no longer make excessive demands because of the departure of his mother, father, and the Warriors Three of Asgard.

That's good...

Really, that's good.

At this point, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thor, feigning composure, opened a bottle of beer and offered it to the Valkyrie, who politely declined. He then turned to the Red Guard and raised his glass in a toast.

This Siberian man was just what he wanted; in the past, he would have been a formidable Viking warrior!

When he was enjoying his drink, Saul instinctively wanted to clink bottles with his brother, but when he looked around, he couldn't find him anywhere.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor—

Yelena sprinted into the hall at a speed that would qualify her for the Olympics, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone was there.

"Uh...are you done talking?"

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"Hanlu, that metal can you always carry in your car... it's open, there's someone inside, and it seems..."

Upon hearing this, Hanlu abruptly stood up from her seat, her face instantly stiffening—

In everyone's memory, he had never lost his composure even when facing the zombie queen.

"Is that person... special?" John and Matt looked at each other in bewilderment.

They never knew that the metal can they always carried in the car contained a person.

They also thought it was some kind of ultimate bomb, meant to be used to take down the enemy if necessary.

But only Hanlu herself knows the truth—

The thing inside the jar is far more terrifying than any super bomb!