0p0 Chapter 236 Clearing the Crisis
Chapter 236 Clearing the Crisis
Chapter 236 Clearing the Crisis
After rubbing his eyes and making sure he wasn't hallucinating, Rick pulled his fellow survivor over to confirm:
"Is that the Invincible Young Hero?!"
To be honest, Rick didn't really think he was crazy. Anyway, the world was even crazier than him. A zombie crisis had already broken out, so what was the big deal if another invincible young hero appeared?
Besides, he seems to be the protagonist of one of his child's favorite comic books, a superhero?
Doesn't this mean that I and all of humanity are saved?
Daryl and T, who were busy loading ammunition into their shotguns, didn't even look up when they heard this:
"What do you mean by invincible? Are you secretly using marijuana?"
Neither of them knew what the "Invincible Young Hero" was.
Even Rick only knew the general idea, but that was enough for him to figure out who the other person was:
"Come look! That guy flying in the sky, it's a superhero from a comic book!"
Moreover, he only learned this much because his son Carl liked to read the comic, which is how he remembered the main character's appearance and name.
"I think you've really lost your mind. April Fool's Day is long gone, and this joke isn't funny at all."
The other two continued to fiddle with their guns, making clicking sounds, because they were about to go on a killing spree.
What's Rick doing here right now?
Daryl, who was skilled with a crossbow, guessed that Rick just wanted to liven up the atmosphere before the battle. However, although Rick was a responsible and accountable sheriff, his joke-telling skills were really terrible.
This is such an obscure meme; Daryl has no idea what "Invincible Young Hero" is.
"In our minds, people who fly in the sky usually refer to Superman."
T-boy, standing nearby, chimed in:
"Yep, didn't you see that scene when you were a kid, 'Quick, look at the sky! There's a bird!'?"
He shared Daryl's opinion that Rick was just trying to say something to ease everyone's tension about the upcoming fight with a group of thugs.
With his weapon loaded and everything checked, T-Zai, now that he had some free time, wiped his sweat, hummed the intro to a Superman cartoon he'd heard on TV as a child, and headed for the balcony as Rick had suggested.
To be fair, as a Black man, he far surpassed the two older white men present in terms of musical rhythm. He hummed the intro to the old-school Superman movie and animation's "stare-stare-stare" theme flawlessly, and even added his own monologue:
"That's an airplane, no, that's—oh my god! That's a 1..."
Hearing the conversation inside, the Invincible Young Hero felt even more horrified than Rick, who had just seen himself flying in the sky.
Am I just a character in a comic book?
Like ScienceDog?
Are you kidding me!
While he was still in a daze, Joey had already descended from the sky, hovering in mid-air just like the Invincible Young Hero.
Superman looked into the room, where Daryl, after hearing T-boy's wailing cry, rushed to the window, ready to cover his mouth.
"Shh, are you out of your mind? Shouting like that, as if you want the zombie horde to know there's a buffet here?"
"What's gotten into these two idiots today?" Daryl thought to himself, then looked up and his eyes widened. His two companions were right; he had indeed seen something that could only be seen on a Hollywood film set:
"This is"
Yes, that's right.
Joey bent down and knocked on the window, signaling to let him in.
"Screw it!"
T-boy did as he was told without hesitation—he opened the half-locked glass window and let Superman and another guy, whose name was something else, into the three-person temporary safe house.
This is Superman, the real Superman who flies in the sky!
Superman wouldn't harm himself, would he?!
After Joey and Mark entered the room, an eerie silence fell over the room.
Looking at this temporary survivor squad assembled in the apocalypse, Joey recognized these three as "old acquaintances."
Their lineup consisted of former suburban sheriff Rick, Daryl "Norwegian" who was skilled with a crossbow, and Little Black, oh wait, T-boy.
To be honest, Joey felt that she should have spent less time on Douyin in her past life, especially watching those videos like "Look closely, this man is called Dazhuang."
Rick and his two companions, who had let Superman and Invincible into the house, gathered together again to discuss their plans:
"Did we have mushrooms in the soup we had at camp today?"
"Did the chef at the camp add leaves or ice to the food?"
To eliminate possibilities, the three grabbed another young man inside who couldn't speak and ripped the tape out of his mouth.
"Tell me, what's that over there?!"
The young man, bound in the corner, winced in pain and immediately screamed hysterically after tearing off the tape:
"Superman, save me!"
"Quiet!" Daryl instinctively raised his hand to slap the hostage. "Do you want us all to get eaten by zombies?!"
"calm."
In an instant, Joey appeared behind Daryl and blocked the raised hand that was about to slap him.
"There aren't many zombies left."
In those brief two minutes, Joey had already used his thermal vision to launch precise identification and targeted strikes within the visible range.
At this moment, the number of zombies worldwide has decreased by at least 99.9999%.
At least two-thirds of the world's population has died and become zombies, and Joey, this Kryptonian, could do it in less time than making a bowl of instant noodles.
This temporarily resolved the crisis in a physical sense.
The method involved roasting the brainstem of each of these bereaved families one by one.
To reiterate—although Lex Luthor is a bald, arrogant madman and Batman is a dark, paranoid freak, their wariness of Superman is never unfounded.
If it weren't for the fact that some countries prefer to use lead-plated water pipes and continue to ignore the hidden dangers of lead poisoning to residents, refusing to allocate funds to replace them, this rate might be 100%.
Upon hearing this, the hostage began to wail and scream like a banshee:
"Superman, help me!"
In some people's worldview, if they encounter difficulties, they will pray to God.
But now that a living, breathing Superman is standing right in front of you, who needs God?
"What's going on now?"
Having finally recovered from the rock-crushing incident, the invincible young hero decided to learn from Superman, temporarily setting aside the fact that he was a comic book character, and take on some of the duties of a superhero:
"Why did you kidnap this poor young man?"
The invincible young hero's question received an immediate reply:
"Excuse me, who are you?!" X3
The other three people present, apart from Rick, all spoke in unison, and even the young man who was being tied up did not hesitate to defect.
He would much rather be saved by Superman than by this unknown masked hero.
I'm about to be rescued by a hero and experience the daily life of Lois Lane!
Which North American teenager could resist such temptation?!
That masked man in the yellow and black uniform with two goose-egg-shaped bumps on his face had better not come and ruin his plans!
"He's 'Invincible Young Hero'," Rick introduced to the crowd after glancing at his son's comic book.
"A relatively obscure comic book character, basically a copy of Superman, but a weaker version without heat vision, X-ray vision, and not as invincible."
"Ouch!" Upon hearing Rick's description, the Invincible Young Hero immediately clutched his chest in pain:
"This description is too hurtful."
He's no longer bothered by the fact that he's a cartoon character.
Because there are things in this world that are more hurtful than hearing that you are a cartoon character.
That is, not only is he a comic book character, but also an extremely obscure character who is a copy of a popular character from another company.
Joey's eyes turned red, and he burned the ropes binding the boy from a distance.
Politely declining the other party's insistence on taking him for a ride, Joey said it wasn't the right time yet, and then looked at Rick, who was leading the group.
Fragmented memories gleaned from Douyin (TikTok) are not very reliable; Joey had long forgotten the cause and effect, so she had to ask him in person.
"What's going on here, Sheriff Rick?"