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

He extended his right hand again.

Then, he slowly guided out an extremely subtle stream of primordial Qi, a hundred times finer than a hair, from his fingertips, as if unraveling a cocoon.

He already had absolute control over his mental power, which allowed him to perceive even the smallest details.

That golden "Qi" began to be stretched, compressed, and reshaped under his will, its internal energy structure altered.

Ultimately, after countless failed attempts due to insufficient precision in controlling his mental energy, he succeeded.

As the first rays of dawn shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He finally succeeded.

A single strand is a thousand times thinner than the strongest spider silk.

It is ten thousand times stronger than the finest steel wire.

Bathed in the morning light, it shimmers with a faint white light, almost blending into the air, and is nearly invisible to the naked eye as a [Silk of Qi].

Appeared.

It wrapped itself around Su Chen's fingertips so lightly and gently.

A beauty akin to the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Su Chen looked at the "new toy" he had created himself, and a very pleased, villainous smile appeared on his face.

He recalled Hisoka, the perverted magician from Hunter x Hunter, and his "easily stretching love" that could stretch and shrink at will, combining strength and gentleness, and changing in countless ways.

In One Piece, there's Doflamingo, who can cut through anything, control puppets, and even construct an indestructible "Birdcage" to imprison the people of an entire nation.

"Oh huh?"

"interesting."

"If that's the case, we could develop it further..."

"Could we also make a 'spider web' or a 'birdcage' and let them come out to play?"

“Hehehehehe…”

He let out a laugh that was unintelligible and reeked of the wickedness of a scientist.

……

Finally, Su Chen stood up, and with a thought, the "Qi Thread" wrapped around his fingertip silently retracted into his body.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Although, he failed to break through to a higher realm.

However, his combat prowess and the richness of his fighting style have undoubtedly reached a whole new level.

He walked to the window, looking out at the world still shrouded in apocalypse and darkness, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light of confidence and composure.

"A bottleneck... Hmph. To me, it's nothing more than a diversion to make this garbage game a little more interesting."

Chapter 110 The Shadows Beneath the Ordinary

A few days later, the first phase of the base's upgrade and renovation project was preliminarily completed.

That legendary container truck has been completely dismantled by the technical team led by Kobayashi and Alice, and transformed into countless useful high-strength alloy and electronic parts, which have been integrated into every corner of the base.

The precious spoils brought back from Akihabara were perfectly integrated into the base's central defense and information system thanks to the tireless efforts of the [Blank] siblings, who worked day and night.

The building now is no longer the simple shelter it once was.

It is more like a small military fortress with its own intelligence network, energy core, and command system.

The "brain center" of this fortress is located in the top floor, which has been completely modified and is filled with cyberpunk style.

Kong unilaterally named this place "Skynet System, First Command Center".

At this moment, the self-proclaimed "Commander-in-Chief of Skynet" was lounging contentedly on his luxurious gaming chair, a masterpiece crafted by Thor himself using the softest belly scale of an adult fire dragon and the fur of an unknown magical beast.

Like a voyeur with the highest GM privileges, he watched with great relish the peaceful and warm daily life within the stronghold being broadcast live through dozens of surveillance screens in front of him.

"Oh wow. Look at 283, look!"

He pointed to one of the screens, a wicked smile spreading across his face, while simultaneously broadcasting it live on the team channel.

"Attention everyone, the 'Kitchen War,' the Fourth Holy Grail War, has begun again."

On the screen, in the base's kitchen, which had also been modified to rival a Michelin three-star restaurant, Erina Nakiri was haughtily using a small silver spoon to scoop up a small piece of Tohru's freshly grilled, still steaming "dragon tail meat" and elegantly put it into her mouth.

After the incredibly precise analysis by the "God Tongue," she mercilessly gave it a score of "zero."

The reason is...

"The cooking time was too long, and 0.37% of the juices were lost. The seasoning was so harsh that it was an insult to such top-quality ingredients. This kind of thing isn't even worthy of being fed to my dog."

"Nani?"

The blonde, twin-tailed dragon maid instantly bristled.

"You bastard! How dare you insult my dish, which is filled with 'love' for Kobayashi and Lord Su Chen? Want to fight?"

"Ha, are you getting angry now? You incompetent lizard."

"Who are you calling a lizard?"

Kong watched the two women on the screen who had started to engage in a standoff using kitchen utensils, and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

Then, he switched to another screen with great interest.

"Hmm? Is this 'Literary Girl's Afternoon Tea'? How elegant."

On the screen, on the open-air platform that had been cleared on the top floor of the base, Yukino Yukinoshita and Utaha Kasumigaoka were sitting together, elegantly drinking black tea.

The two were in a post-apocalyptic ruin, yet it felt as if they were on the terrace of a high-class club, discussing profound topics that Kong couldn't understand a single word of.

"Therefore, from the perspective of social constructivism, what Su Chenjun is doing now is not 'rule' in the traditional sense, but a complete 'reconstruction' of the old social order based on absolute power. He is establishing a completely new value system with himself at its core."

“No, I think it’s more like a large-scale social experiment set against the backdrop of ‘apocalypse’.” Shi Yu gently swirled her teacup, her wine-red eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"He was observing what kind of 'flowers' would bloom in 'human nature' when civilization and morality returned to their origins. Whether it was the flower of good or the fruit of evil, it seemed to be an interesting subject of observation for him."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Kong shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand.

"I don't understand at all. Women are such troublesome creatures."

He then switched to a third screen.

"Oh. 'Loser'... cough cough, Eriri-san, are you drawing alone on the rooftop again?"

On the screen, a blonde girl with twin ponytails is sitting in front of a drawing board, her expression more focused than ever before.

Her drawing skills have improved again in the past few days.

(bjdc) On the drawing paper, the golden world, full of holiness and majesty, was drawn by her so vividly that it was full of explosive power.

"You're really working hard."

Kong stroked his chin and sighed sincerely.

Although, in the realm of love, he is destined to be a loser.

But he is indeed a creator worthy of respect.

Sora was enjoying the ultimate pleasure of observing all living beings from behind the scenes, from God's perspective.

However, at this moment.

A small, snow-white hand suddenly reached out from the side and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

It's white.

"elder brother."

Her voice lacked its usual softness and languidness.

Instead, it carried an extremely rare solemnity.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Xiaobai?"

Kong turned back, somewhat puzzled, and withdrew from his role as God.

She pointed to the huge, newly integrated real-time electronic map in front of her, powered by the UDX quantum server.

Su Chen and the other core members in the command center were immediately drawn to this unusual atmosphere.

They crowded around the screen.

Then, everyone's expression changed in an instant.

On the huge map, the green representing the "safe zone" was being visibly and alarmingly devoured and eroded by the scarlet dots representing the "monsters" at an alarming rate.

Tokyo is dying bit by bit.

One area in particular stood out as eerie.

That area is Shinjuku.

Unlike other places, it was not covered by those scattered, virus-like red dots.

Instead, it was completely enveloped by a single, pulsating black shadow on the screen, like the heart of a living being.

Even more terrifying.

This black shadow, brimming with a sense of "life," is moving at an astonishing speed, yet filled with some unknown pattern.

Expanding outwards.

It doesn't wander around haphazardly like monsters.

It's like a self-aware spider web that's constantly spreading.

They want to completely devour the entire Tokyo metropolis.

Looking at that area on the map, Kong felt a chill run down his spine; it was filled with shadows of the unknown and malice.

The flippancy and composure on his face vanished just like that.

Instead, there was an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.

He looked up at the only man who could give them peace of mind.

"Su Chen."

His voice became low and hoarse.

"Something seems off."

He pointed to the ever-expanding black shadow and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"This doesn't seem to be a simple gathering of monsters."

Chapter 112 Preparations for War

"Shinjuku is dead."

An empty voice echoed in the silent conference room, cold and devoid of any emotion.

He pointed to the black shadow on the holographic map that was spreading like ink, and continued his tactical analysis.

"Based on Xiaobai's reverse analysis of urban infrastructure data, it can be preliminarily determined that this 'shadow spider web' is not simply a gathering of monsters, but an ecological transformation phenomenon similar to 'fungus carpet'. It is transforming the ecological environment of the entire area, centered on Shinjuku, into a 'nest' more suitable for the survival of a certain 'subject'."

"Main body?" Kasumigaoka Utaha keenly grasped this key word.

"Yes." Kong nodded, pulling up several blurry photos taken by a drone at great risk.

At the edge of the 'web,' we discovered a large number of new, never-before-seen mutated monsters. Their forms were more bizarre, and their movements more organized and disciplined. Clearly, a 'will' was directing them from behind the scenes.

The distorted, nightmare-like creatures in the photos made the girls present feel physically uncomfortable.

“In other words,” Yukino Yukinoshita’s expression grew even colder, “that what we are facing this time is not just a bunch of chaotic monsters, but an ‘army’ with intelligence and tactics?”

"exactly."

The emptiness only amplified the somber atmosphere.

“Then, with insufficient intelligence, forcibly breaking into the enemy’s ‘home ground’ is too risky,” Yukino immediately offered her assessment. “I suggest we focus on clearing the outer perimeter and probing the enemy’s situation first. We should gradually erode their strength and proceed steadily.”