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

She floored the accelerator.

The dormant diesel engine suddenly roared like thunder, and the massive container truck, like a steel bull that had broken free of its reins, charged toward the complex, maze-like ruined streets.

"Wow--"

Inside the carriage, a chorus of screams, a mixture of terror and excitement, erupted from the girls.

The massive truck, under Kato Ena's devilish driving skills, transformed into a steel eel weaving through the city ruins.

drift.

Drift.

It even managed an incredible right-angle turn by using the outer wheel to scrape the edge of the ditch.

She flawlessly replicated a series of physics-defying maneuvers typically seen only in top-tier racing games, using this massive vehicle weighing tens of tons.

Those seemingly insurmountable obstacles were all narrowly avoided by her, with the car body pressed tightly against the wall and the rearview mirrors almost scraping against the 3.2-star fire barrier.

……

Top floor of Building S.

Sora and Shiro were completely dumbfounded when they saw the God-like perspective footage transmitted back from the drone high in the sky, a footage filled with speed and passion.

They stared blankly at the girl in the driver's seat, her expression still calm and her eyes without the slightest ripple, as if she were just playing an extremely simple driving simulation game.

Kong's mouth, which had always prided itself on being knowledgeable and worldly-wise, opened and closed repeatedly.

Ultimately, all the shock, admiration, and doubt about his own gaming knowledge culminated in a profound and unbelievable rant from the depths of his soul.

"This is hardly the work of a saint!"

"This is clearly..."

"—The racing god of Mount Akina."

"Fujiwara Takue?"

Chapter 102 The Way Home in the Wasteland

Finally, thanks to the devilish driving skills of the newly crowned "Akina Mountain Speed ​​King," Ms. Kato Megumi, codenamed "Fujiwara Takue," the container truck carrying everyone's hopes and future spoils drove out of that otaku mecca full of rules and treasures without incident, and embarked on the broad road back to the base.

……

As the massive vehicle smoothly drove along the relatively wide main road, the tense atmosphere inside the carriage finally relaxed completely.

"Ouch—. I got hit again."

From a corner of the carriage came Yui Yuigahama's mournful cry, filled with resentment.

There she was, along with Kanna-chan, two "elementary school kids" of similar mental age, engrossed in playing Mario Kart on a limited edition Switch that they'd somehow gotten for free from an anime store and was still working.

On the screen, Kanna-chan, controlling Princess Peach, executed a beautiful drift, narrowly dodging the banana peel thrown from behind by Yui, and then, without looking back, threw out a red tracking turtle shell.

boom.

Yui, controlling Mario, was hit and his car spun uncontrollably to a stop. Meanwhile, Kanna, playing Princess Peach, easily drove past him and sped away.

Kanna put down her Joy-Con and tilted her fluffy little head slightly.

Then, in a soft, childlike voice, yet with the regal air of a tennis prince, she spoke a line in her newly learned, broken Japanese, word by word, that was completely at odds with her adorable appearance.

"まだまだだね.(MadaMadaDane.)"

"Waaaaah!"

Yui, seeing Princess Peach on the screen who was already far ahead, screamed in anger and almost pounced on Kanna.

"Kanna-chan is so cunning."

"Did you secretly use some kind of invisible Stand attack? Otherwise, why can you hit me so accurately every time?"

The so-called "wives' group" discusses topics that are both simple and alluring, reflecting the most genuine and appealing aspects of life.

Erina Nakiri and her loyal secretary Hisako Niito are holding a tablet computer displaying a list of all the top-quality ingredients they've scavenged. They are meticulously planning tonight's grand "victory celebration banquet."

"A5 grade Matsusaka Wagyu beef has a perfect marble-like fat distribution. Wouldn't it be a waste to use it directly for sukiyaki?"

"No, Miss Erina. Only by using the traditional sukiyaki method can the natural flavor of Wagyu beef and the sweetness of Wagyu fat be brought out to the fullest extent. This is the greatest respect for top-quality ingredients."

“Hmm…you have a point. Then let’s use the black truffles from Perigor to make a simple creamy baked rice dish, using the most rustic way to bring out its powerful aroma.”

"Agreed. Let's make an appetizer with today's newly discovered Iberian ham, served with caviar..."

"By the way, after dinner, how about we use Miss Thor's 'tail meat' to make an exotic dessert..."

"That Erina lady, let's forget about that. I think our safety is more important."

……

Yukino Yukinoshita sat quietly by the window.

She didn't participate in any group discussions. She wasn't as lively as Yui, nor as inquisitive as Utaha, nor as focused on cooking as Erina.

She simply stared quietly out the window at the rapidly receding, desolate post-apocalyptic ruins.

But her ears clearly heard the lively, chattering noises inside the carriage.

The bitter lament of losing the game.

Intense debates about unknown theories.

For the sake of a serious debate over the dinner menu.

These sounds, mixed together, do not feel noisy at all, but rather like a symphony full of vitality.

On her perpetually icy face, a faint, gentle smile had quietly crept up without her even noticing.

Family.

This noisy atmosphere is full of life and a sense of the future.

Perhaps, it's the feeling of home.

And all of this was brought to them by that man.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to the front of the carriage.

283

The man was leaning back in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to everything.

Su Chen.

As if sensing her gaze, Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met unexpectedly in mid-air in the somewhat bumpy carriage.

Su Chen gave her a handsome smile that exuded sunshine and a sense of reassurance.

Yukino Yukinoshita's cheeks flushed uncontrollably in an instant.

Like a frightened kitten, she hurriedly looked away and gazed out the window again, her heart pounding uncontrollably as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

……

The car drove smoothly under the control of the "veteran driver" Megumi Kato.

The train carriage was filled with laughter and anticipation for the future.

Outside the car window, the crumbling apocalypse was being left behind them.

Inside the car window, however, was a small paradise that they were building with their own hands.

This container truck, laden with spoils and the future, marched in a grand procession toward the place they had named home.

It drove off steadily.

Chapter 103 The Industrial Revolution

When the legendary container truck, under the skillful control of Ms. Fujiwara Takue, came to a steady stop in front of the building's headquarters with a near-perfect drift, the entire headquarters erupted in cheers.

Mai Sakurajima, Eriri, and the others who stayed at home were all speechless with astonishment as they watched the mountain of spoils being unloaded one by one from the train carriage.

The core module of the quantum server from the UDX building gleams with a deep blue light, a symbol of the future.

Several storage arrays filled with enterprise-grade hard drives contain enough data to rebuild a small internet civilization.

The industrial-grade 3D printer imported from Germany can even print gun parts, provided there are blueprints and materials.

And of course, there are the top-quality ingredients that would drive any Michelin three-star restaurant crazy.

Eriri looked at Su Chen's still calm and collected face, as if they had just gone downstairs to the convenience store to buy some things, and asked incredulously.

"Did you guys... steal back the essence of the entire Akihabara?"

"No, it wasn't robbery."

Su Chen corrected her choice of words, and a convincing smile full of righteousness appeared on his face.

"It is about receiving unclaimed assets and redistributing resources in a reasonable manner."

……

In the following days, the building site witnessed an industrial revolution that could be described as epic.

After returning to their throne room, a place filled with security and countless high-tech devices, the NEET siblings Sora and Shiro finally unleashed their true power as the God of Games, Blank.

Kong sat confidently on his gaming throne, like a master strategist commanding an interstellar army. Dozens of virtual data screens floated before him, his fingers dancing wildly across the virtual keyboard, issuing a series of crisp commands.

"Xiao Bai. Immediately crack the underlying protocol of UDX's quantum server core module, and then seamlessly connect it to the base's main system. I want to see our computing power initially double within half an hour."

"Received." Bai Xiaoxiao's figure was surrounded by a waterfall of data, her eyes flashing with a computational light beyond human comprehension.

"Miss Kobayashi. I'm counting on you to expand the power system. Connect all our backup power supplies and energy blocks in parallel. I need our base's total computing power to increase tenfold for the next week to cope with any possible emergencies."

"Leave it to me." Kobayashi pushed up his glasses, his eyes burning with the spirit of a corporate slave.

"Miss Thor. The physical cooling of the server room is in your hands. Just blow 'Ice Dragon's Sigh' towards the server core. Note, it's a sigh, not dragon's breath. Just don't burn down the server and the whole building."

"Leave it to me, Kobayashi. My temperature control is very precise." Thor puffed out his chest, full of confidence.

……

With their devilish teamwork, the entire SEGA base began a frenzied upgrade at a visible speed.

On the first day, the "Skynet" surveillance system, composed of hundreds of micro-drones that have been modified from blank spaces and possess stealth and thermal sensing capabilities, officially took off.

Like a silent swarm of bees, they covered the entire area within a five-kilometer radius of the SEGA building.

No matter what happens, even if it's just a rat crawling out of the sewer, it can't escape Bai's surveillance, which is comparable to the eyes of a god.

The following day, a completely new internal communication network, combining military-grade encrypted channel modules obtained from the military base with quantum communication technology, was fully upgraded.

Each core member was issued a "modified smartphone" personally modified by Blank, featuring real-time tactical maps, encrypted communication, and emergency SOS functions.

On the third day, with Kobayashi's corporate slave spirit fully unleashed and his tireless efforts lasting for 48 consecutive hours, UDX's quantum server was successfully connected in parallel with the SEGA building's power system.

With a muffled hum, the power supply and data processing capabilities of the entire base instantly surged to a new, even terrifying, level.

The SEGA building is no longer a simple survivor outpost.

It's more like a military fortress with independent intelligence systems, communication systems, and powerful computing capabilities, brimming with cutting-edge technology.

……

While these tech geeks were frantically climbing the technology tree...

Another revolution, brimming with the spirit of life sciences and capable of overturning human understanding of biology, is quietly taking place on another floor of the building.

All that could be seen was that Alice Nakiri had completely transformed what was originally a school chemistry classroom into a private biological laboratory that was more advanced than any other laboratory in the building, filled with a futuristic technological feel.

The high-precision centrifuge rotates at high speed in a quiet environment, emitting a reassuring hum.

The spectrometer flashed a faint blue light in the darkness, analyzing the components of the substances one by one.

In the very center of the laboratory, Alice was wearing a pristine white lab coat and professional goggles, her expression one of unprecedented focus and fervor.

She is examining a thin, specially treated blood sample through a high-magnification electron microscope.

"…It's too perfect…"

From her mouth came murmurs of ecstasy, filled with endless admiration.