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

Looking at the city that once held countless memories of their youth, now it looks as desolate as a tombstone.

In their eyes, a sense of sadness, a feeling of things being different now, and a hint of confusion appeared.

Can this world... really go back to the way it was?

Can they ever get back the ordinary, even boring, daily life they once had?

No one knows the answer.

……

Su Chen looked out the window at the steel jungle filled with wasteland aesthetics, and felt the increasingly somber atmosphere in the carriage, filled with negative emotions.

He didn't say anything positive or empty words of comfort like "We will definitely rebuild our homes."

Because he knew that in the face of such a heavy reality, any language seemed so powerless.

He simply reached out and gently grasped the cold, trembling hand of Yukino Yukinoshita, one of the three black-haired girls beside him who were also looking out the window, seemingly lost in thought. Yukino's hand was trembling slightly due to some complex emotion.

"..."

Yukino's body trembled violently.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

But that warm, dry, powerful hand held on tightly and firmly, brooking no refusal.

It was as if it was telling her something silently.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yukino's struggles ceased.

She didn't say anything more, nor did she turn around to look at him.

She simply let him hold her hand silently.

Chapter 189 The Final Trial to Paradise

Su Chen's reassurance was very effective.

At least, the somber atmosphere of sadness and confusion in the carriage was somewhat diluted.

Although Yukino Yukinoshita's cheeks still had a faint blush, her small hand, which was being held tightly by Su Chen, no longer struggled. Instead, she subconsciously gripped it tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to draw more strength and a sense of security from his warm palm.

……

The convoy moved on.

With the Blank siblings' incredibly accurate intelligence, they managed to avoid all the major monster gathering points without any major incidents.

Finally, just before dusk, they arrived at their final destination.

Ginza.

And the Imperial Hotel, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, seemed to be draped in a golden robe, exuding an aura of luxury and hope.

"Wow……".

"So... so beautiful..."

Inside the carriage, all the survivors spontaneously uttered heartfelt exclamations filled with awe and longing.

Through the bulletproof glass windows, they gazed at the magnificent building that remained in near-perfect condition amidst the post-apocalyptic ruins, standing silently between heaven and earth.

It was as if what they saw was not a cold building, but Avalon, the eternal utopia that only exists in legends.

However, just as everyone was immersed in the joy of arriving at their new home.

A piercing, dangerous, highest-level alarm suddenly blared from everyone's communicators without warning!

"Warning! Warning!"

"Ultra-high density energy reaction detected directly ahead!"

"Repeat! Ultra-high density energy reaction detected directly ahead!"

"A monster tide! It's a monster tide!"

A roar filled with horror and disbelief came through the communicator.

"How is this possible? I've already used Xiaobai's computing power to calculate this route hundreds of times, and the safety factor is as high as 99.9%! There shouldn't be any monsters here!"

"..."

“Unless…” His voice became somewhat hoarse, as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, “unless these monsters weren’t coming for us in the first place.”

“Their target…” he said with difficulty, “is the survivors in the hotel whose fate is still unknown.”

"!"

In that instant, everyone's heart sank to the bottom.

Following Kong's words, they looked into the distance.

All that could be seen was the wide central avenue, the last kilometer between their convoy and the Imperial Hotel.

A massive, endless black tide of death, composed of at least several thousand Black Mud Monsters and Patrolmen, was surging wildly from the streets and shadows in all directions.

Their goal is that ideal land full of hope.

At that moment, Su Chen and his convoy collided right in the center of this wave.

This completely blocked their last path forward.

squeak--

With a screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the "Golden Spirit" and the huge container truck at the front were forced to come to an emergency stop.

The entire massive migrating caravan had to come to a halt, like a steel behemoth caught in a spider web, trapped in a dangerous predicament where it could neither advance nor retreat.

"hateful!"

Looking at the despairing scene before him, which seemed like the final trial, Su Chen slammed his fist hard against the car window.

However, worse things were yet to come.

Suddenly, from within the black tide of monsters, a completely new, disgusting green monster appeared—one they had never seen before.

The monster looked like a slime magnified a hundred times, its entire body covered in a corrosive, acidic slime that sizzled and corroded even the hard asphalt roads it passed through.

【Acid Monster】.

Under the cover of other monsters, they fearlessly pounced on the convoy.

then.

Shila-

A sickening sound, like sulfuric acid being poured onto steel, rang out.

The "Golden Spirit" tank, which was supposedly indestructible and jointly built by Kasumigaoka Utaha and Sora, was rapidly melting and thinning under the corrosive green slime, with its thick steel plates welded together. It emitted plumes of black smoke that were filled with a pungent odor.

"No! Su Chenjun!"

Yukino Yukinoshita's anxious exclamation came through the walkie-talkie.

"Our armor won't hold for long!"

"This corrosive attack completely ignores physical defenses!"

"At most three minutes left!"

Her voice was cold and desperate, like a final verdict.

"Our defenses will be completely breached!"

"..."

"..."

three minutes.

The countdown to death relentlessly echoed in everyone's ears.

The convoy was completely blocked here.

Ahead lies acidic slime, powerful enough to melt steel.

Behind them were endless pursuers, equally drawn by the huge commotion.

They were attacked from both sides.

Hope is at hand.

But the final stretch of road to hope turned into... the grave of despair.

Chapter 190 The Immovable King

"Our defenses will be completely breached."

Yukino Yukinoshita's anxious and solemn warning, like a death knell's final letter, echoed clearly through the walkie-talkies in every car and in everyone's ears.

Only three minutes remained.

Panic reached its peak inside the armored buses following the container truck.

"My God, what are those green things? They're melting the steel plates!"

"Are we doomed? Shouldn't we have listened to that man and left Zongwu High School?!"

The low sobs quickly escalated into a devastating wail. Some survivors knelt on the ground, praying incoherently to the long-vanished gods; others frantically tried to open the car doors and escape, but were held down by the guards Mai had arranged beforehand.

They stared in stunned silence at the horrifying sight of the metal armor being corroded by the acid and billowing black smoke.

They are ordinary people whose sense of security comes from visible steel and the laws of physics, but now, all of that is being ruthlessly negated by that green slime.

Despair arrives even before death itself.

however--

Just at the very last moment when everyone was about to be completely swallowed by the abyss of despair.

A calm and steady male voice, seemingly imbued with the power to suppress all evil, rang out clearly through the train's loudspeaker.

"What are you panicking about?"

It's Su Chen.

His voice wasn't loud, and even carried a hint of languor, as if he had just woken up.

But that voice was like a merciless hammer, striking the hearts of every survivor on the verge of collapse, shattering the demon of panic within them.

"..."

"..."

The chaotic carriage fell silent instantly. Cries, sobs, prayers—all the noise vanished in that moment.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, and unanimously turned their gazes, filled with the will to survive and the last glimmer of hope, toward the container truck at the very front of the convoy, which served as the central command vehicle.

It was as if as long as that man was still alive, they would have hope of survival even if the end of the world truly came.

……

Inside the cargo compartment of a container truck.

Su Chen still didn't get out of the car. He leaned back in the driver's seat, his posture languid, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, as if chatting with an old friend.

But in his deep eyes, every detail of the entire battlefield was reflected.

The convoy's flanks were being flanked by a large number of patrol soldiers; directly in front was a saturation attack from acid monsters, which could create enough breaches within three minutes; and in the air, a small number of mutated bats with the ability to fly were swooping down, targeting the ventilation openings and fuel tanks on the roof of the vehicles.

Defense is futile. We must take the initiative, utilize the team's firepower to create openings, and rush through the final obstacle as quickly as possible.

"Seriously...a bunch of troublemakers."

Su Chen's smile, filled with trouble and helplessness, grew wider and wider.

He gently raised his hand, spoke into the walkie-talkie on the table, and began to issue the most insane yet precise instructions in the calmest tone.

"Saeko, Tohru, Kurokiba."

"Yes." x3