Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

……

Su Chen stared at the now-black screen, remaining silent for a long, long time.

The wind on the rooftop seemed to have gotten a bit colder than before.

Finally, he slowly raised his head and glanced down at his family members downstairs, who were still laughing and chatting, completely unaware of the impending new crisis.

He glanced again at the distant Yokohama, shrouded in even deeper darkness.

A bitter, heroic smile, tinged with helplessness and frustration, appeared on his face.

It seems...

His peaceful life as a "retired veteran cadre".

Another hot spring trip is going to be ruined.

Chapter 185 To pacify external enemies, one must first secure internal stability.

"support……"

When that final distress signal, filled with tragedy and determination, disappeared into a pitch-black screen.

A long, drawn-out silence fell over the top-floor operations room of the SEGA building, as if the air had been sucked out.

Shock and solemnity were written on everyone's faces.

"Rhode Island..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha pondered the name, which also felt eerily familiar, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing tightly.

"The waters of this world are deeper than I imagined."

“Moreover,” Saeko Busujima watched the fleeting background image of war and explosions on the screen, a serious glint appearing in her usually calm and beautiful eyes.

"The enemy's firepower is very strong. To be able to force Rhodes Island, which seems to be well-organized and well-equipped, to this point, this enemy is probably even more troublesome than Kurumi Tokisaki."

"Then... what are we waiting for?"

A voice full of justice and energy broke the silence.

It’s Yuigahama Yui.

The girl with the bun hairstyle, who was always full of love and compassion, was the first to stand up, her face filled with anxiety.

"They're calling for help. That older woman with white hair looks badly injured... Let's hurry and save them. It might be too late if we're too late."

"Yes."

Beside her, the equally energetic rock 'n' roll girl, Michiru Hyodo, slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and her eyes burned with the flames of a hero.

"That's right. Leaving someone in distress is not the style of a hero."

"I object."

However, their passionate and emotional proposal was abruptly interrupted by a cold voice.

It's Yukinoshita Yukino.

There was not a trace of wavering in her icy blue eyes.

"In my capacity as the head of the base, I formally reject this proposal."

"Huh? Why? Yukino." Yui looked at her in disbelief; in her eyes, this was simply heartless.

"The reason is simple."

Yukino stood up and projected a report she had just compiled on the "Status of Base Supplies and Personnel" onto the big screen.

Above are rows of cold, hard data that reflect the harsh realities of life.

“First, logistics.” Her voice was calm, yet filled with undeniable persuasiveness. “Our current food and medicine reserves are only enough to support our existing personnel for less than two months, barring any unforeseen circumstances. And how far is Yokohama from us? More than thirty kilometers as the crow flies, separated by countless ruins and unknown danger zones. A round trip would take us at least half a month. We simply don’t have enough supplies to support such a long and arduous expedition.”

"Secondly, people's hearts."

Before she could finish speaking, another gentle voice, equally composed and rational, took over the conversation.

It's Sakurajima Mai.

She smiled and glanced at the group of resentful "hot-blooded fools" beside her, then spoke slowly in a persuasive tone, like an older sister:

"Everyone has just gone through a fierce 'Battle of Shinjuku,' and is in a state of extreme exhaustion, both mentally and physically. What is needed most at this time is rest and rejuvenation, not to immediately throw ourselves into a new war with an uncertain future."

“Moreover…” her voice became somewhat serious, “we know nothing about this so-called ‘Rhodes Island,’ and even less about the enemy that attacked them. In this situation where our intelligence is completely unequal, it would be foolish to rashly commit all of our main forces to an unfamiliar battlefield. This is not bravery, but stupidity.”

A joint veto, brimming with rationality and a broad perspective, instantly extinguished the fervor that had just begun to burn within Yui and Michiru.

"I object."

Just then, a roar full of otaku vibes rang out.

It is empty.

He jumped up from his chair, pointed at the blacked-out distress signal on the screen, and loudly retorted:

"You don't understand! Based on my experience playing over three thousand visual novels, this kind of timed rescue mission, filled with a tragic atmosphere and a countdown, will trigger the 'heroine's death' flag if you miss the best rescue time, leading to a Bad End! Can you bear to see that white-haired older sister just die like that?"

“Shut up, you gamer.”

Beside him, Kasumigaoka Utaha muttered a weak complaint, but her gaze was also fixed on Su Chen, full of inquiry.

"Reality is not your game; there's no chance to reload and start over."

For a time, the "radicals" and the "moderates" were once again locked in a stalemate.

All eyes eventually converged on the man who had remained silent throughout, yet was the only one capable of making the final decision.

Su Chen.

Looking at the high-level meeting that was almost turning into a complete uproar, he finally stood up slowly and made the final decision.

He didn't look at the data, nor did he analyze the pros and cons.

He simply scanned everyone present with his deep, all-seeing black eyes.

"I agree with Yukino and Mai's opinions."

He adopted the "moderate" approach.

"Eh--?"

Yui, Michiru (who is fine), and Sora all exclaimed in disbelief at the same time.

In their eyes, Su Chen had always been the most adventurous and unconventional person.

Su Chen ignored them.

He simply walked slowly to the huge electronic map and, in an absolute, domineering, and unquestionable tone, slowly declared:

"To repel external aggression, one must first secure internal stability."

He stretched out his hand, not pointing to Yokohama, a place filled with unknowns and dangers.

Instead, it struck heavily at their feet, on the very heart of this once bustling but now ruined city, a place brimming with both opportunities and challenges.

——Chiyoda Ward.

“Before considering visiting Yokohama,” he said, a tyrannical smile spreading across his face, full of ambition and aggression.

"We need to first give ourselves a castle truly worthy of a king."

Chapter 186 Ideal Land: Avalon

"Change to a castle that is truly worthy of a 'king'."

The moment Su Chen's domineering declaration, full of ambition and aggression, resounded like thunder in the war room.

The entire room fell completely silent.

The heated argument that had been going on vanished in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the powerful, world-changing charisma emanating from that man.

Yes.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time.

Their current "home" is just a small, poorly equipped game room, like a hermit crab's shell.

And what could they possibly use to launch an expedition to Yokohama, a place 30 kilometers away and shrouded in uncertainty?

"To repel external aggression, one must first secure internal stability."

This is the most correct and stable way to become a king.

……

Thus, a brand-new site selection meeting, brimming with hope and a sense of the future, officially began.

"I recommend this place."

The first to speak was, as always, the rationalist, Yukino Yukinoshita (330).

She walked to the huge electronic map and circled the magnificent building next to the "Capital Hall Bell Tower," which Su Chen had visited before, with a red circle.

"Tokyo Metropolitan Government, First Office Building".

Her voice was calm and professional, full of the rigor of a strategic analyst.

"This was the administrative center of Tokyo before the apocalypse. Its building materials meet the highest 'earthquake-resistant' and 'explosion-proof' standards in Japan. It is surrounded by high walls and a natural moat, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is the best choice as a 'military fortress' and can provide us with the highest level of physical security."

"I object."

The second to speak was Kasumigaoka Utaha, a literary youth brimming with romanticism.

She lazily shook her head and then switched the map to another area filled with the aroma of books.

Library of Congress.

"Yukinoshita, you've only considered the survival of your 'body,' neglecting the nourishment of your 'spirit.'" Her voice carried a creator's reverence for civilization.

"The most terrifying thing about the apocalypse is not the monsters, but the extinguishing of hope and the extinction of civilization. This library, however, houses all the wisdom and achievements of human civilization over thousands of years. It is the true holy land that can reignite the flame of our civilization."

"Hmph, it's full of unrealistic literary fantasies."

The third to speak was the absolute scientist, Alice Nakiri.

She curled her lip in disdain, then located the "treasure trove" on the map that she had long coveted.

"General Hospital".

"Whether it's Yukinoshita's 'fortress' or Kasumigaoka's 'sacred ground,' they both overlooked the most fatal problem: medical care. What if we get injured? What if we get sick? Only here, only this 'white tower' with the most advanced medical equipment and the most abundant drug reserves, is the only Noah's Ark that can guarantee our long-term survival in this apocalypse filled with viruses and unexpected events."

……

In a short time, there were "Fortress Faction," "Holy Land Faction," and "Ark Faction."

The three girls, all exceptionally intelligent, each held their own opinion and argued endlessly.

Each person offered what they considered the perfect answer from their area of ​​expertise, yet none of them could convince the other two.

"that……"

at this time.

Mai Sakurajima's voice rang out slowly.

She waited until everyone had finished speaking before slowly walking to the map.

Then, under the questioning gazes of everyone, the map was zoomed in, and zoomed in again.

Ultimately, the photo was taken in the heart of Tokyo, in the most bustling and expensive Ginza district.

Above a seven-star hotel, filled with an atmosphere of luxury and prestige.

The Imperial Hotel.

"Perhaps we can consider this place."

Her voice was very soft, yet it instantly silenced everyone present.

"This hotel was built to the security standards for heads of state, and its architectural structure is no less than that of government buildings."

"It has its own independent underground water supply system and emergency power supply system."