Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 75 Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, we will still dress appropriately.

"Hello, Mr. Cold Dew, I'm Caitlin. We fought side-by-side at the Nevada base before. Do you remember me?"

"Oh, yes, Miss Catherine, of course I remember."

Well, Hanlu looked at the elegantly dressed young woman before her, who clearly had a European appearance—

Blonde hair, blue eyes, tall figure, long wavy hair.

Although her curves are slightly less impressive than those of her own ship girls, for ordinary people, having such model-like long legs is already quite rare.

We shouldn't ask too much of ordinary people.

What surprised Hanlu even more was that the elegantly dressed girl in front of her was actually wearing white crystal stockings.

At least among all those long, white legs in the hall, she stood out as unique.

As for Caitlin, Hanlu certainly remembered her—after all, the body enhanced by the twelve talismans granted him not only superhuman strength, but also superhuman memory and wisdom; it was just a matter of whether he was willing to use that wisdom.

If you have super strength, is it still necessary to have super intelligence?

fun!

People always have a bit of a lazy streak.

But when it comes to memories, once you've seen something, you've seen it. So he naturally remembered the girl he had casually saved back then.

"May I invite you to dance?"

Hanlu was stunned for a long time after hearing this. She pointed to herself uncertainly, and then subconsciously wanted to turn around and ask her two good friends about the situation.

But John and Saul exchanged a knowing smile, then grabbed him by the back and pushed him away.

"Let's go, brother."

"Making a lady wait is not gentlemanly behavior."

As Hanlu was pushed away, her hand naturally touched the other person's—

It's just that the way they're holding hands is a little off; it looks more like they're holding each other's hands.

Never mind, it's not important.

Clearly, the young Black Widow hadn't expected that her courageous initiative would actually receive a response.

After all, if the other party really refused outright, she would probably be so embarrassed she wanted to disappear.

Although for Black Widow, "face" is often a joke.

Zemo, standing on the high platform, raised his eyebrows slightly without any change in expression. Although his face remained calm, he was already cheering in his heart.

Get it!

Loki, standing nearby, gave the guy next to him, who looked like the matchmaker, a rather irritating look—

Are you kidding me? Because they discovered a serious mistake in the so-called "choosing a partner, finding an anchor for the other person":

He already has two beautiful ship girls by his side, why did you find an ordinary person for him?

In fact, several Black Widows had tried to approach her before, but Hanlu was chatting with John and the others and didn't notice.

As these Black Widows prepared to act, they all felt a chilling sense of oppression.

A quick glance around reveals the two ship girls standing smiling near the trio.

That silent threat and smile undoubtedly shattered Zemo's plans.

Well, how could he not have thought of that?

Honestly, with such a lucrative opportunity right in front of us, why would we let someone else have it if our own family didn't take it?

How is that possible!

Zemo had no doubt about the feelings those two ship girls had for their captain.

They belong to the type of women who, with just a slight beckoning of a finger, would immediately be willing to engage in a "wild battle" with him.

However, afterwards, they will definitely "clean up" everyone to prevent the news from leaking out.

It was under the strong "pressure" of the two ship girls that many Black Widows were forced to retreat after only halfway through their journey, their backs drenched in cold sweat and their legs going weak.

Only Caitlyn, this greenhorn—who, to put it simply, hasn't been Black Widow for very long and is still in her "factory-new" state, hasn't had time to fully hone her allure and situational awareness skills before she's run headlong into a zombie crisis.

Along the way, this young girl surprisingly displayed the fighting spirit of Black Widow, but regarding her views on love...

They are quite simple and honest.

Okay, that's not the point.

In short, when the team initially discussed using Black Widow to "attract" Hanlu, this girl was completely in favor, and then—

She succeeded.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!

Or rather, she didn't even see the looks in the eyes of those two ship girls.

Of course, that's not important.

Just as the two walked to the center of the stage together, Zemo immediately reached out and attacked:

"Lights! Stage! Cheers! Fireworks! Applause—Showtime!"

He then personally adjusted the lighting and shadows on site to ensure that the brightest beam of light shone on the two most important people in the center of the dance floor.

As Hanlu watched the pairs of dancers around her spinning and gradually dispersing, she inexplicably felt that she had suddenly become the center of attention.

Was it awesome? Of course it was! Who wouldn't want to be the main character? But the problem is...

"I can't dance, what should I do?"

Yes, that's right, just as Hanlu said, he really can't dance.

But Caitlin smiled gently and took Hanlu's hand:

"Please follow in my footsteps, Mr. Cold Dew."

On the sidelines, watching the two begin to sway and spin rhythmically—one step for you, one step for me—Thor felt something was off.

Because he could clearly see that Hanlu stepped out of rhythm several times, but with that extremely fast speed, he instantly pulled his foot back.

Super reaction... it can be used like this?

And so, seeing that the youngest member of their organization was about to "find a partner," John, who was now in his thirties or forties, and Saul, who was 1,500 years old, began to talk about their respective love histories.

John was genuinely stunned when he heard that Saul had "had been with a werewolf."

No, why do you have such heavy tastes?

On the field, Hanlu and Caitlin kept spinning around.

Soon, another pair of dance partners followed. Hanlu glanced at them briefly and recognized them as Bob and Yelena—

The two of them twirled around in a simple dance, taking turns step by step.

Although Hanlu didn't even know what this dance was called, but...

For some reason, Hanlu felt a little "relaxed"—just kidding, because he could clearly see how clumsy Bob's steps were, and he didn't have his own cheat-like ability, so he would accidentally step on Yelena's foot from time to time.

Amidst the repeated "sorry"s, Hanlu suddenly realized that she wasn't the worst one anymore.

When someone came in last, he inexplicably felt relieved.

In this relaxed atmosphere, the two pairs of dancers spun closer and closer. Finally, Yelena couldn't resist any longer—

During the final twist and turn, she instantly let go, and then... slipped between Hanlu and Caitlin.

Under the slightly coercive gaze of the older woman, Caitlin was forced to let go, and the two women switched dance partners.

Bob was still confused about what was happening until Caitlin took his hand and continued spinning him around. He then lowered his head somewhat helplessly and silently followed.

"You're going to hurt his feelings."

Hanlu felt some sympathy for a certain guy.

Well, he remembered that exchanging dance partners was a normal procedure, and he didn't have a particularly close relationship with Caitlin—

He's not the kind of lecherous man who sees every woman and considers her his possession.

"He stomped on me 27 times with his left foot and 34 times with his right foot. Why don't you try it?"

Yelena's pretty face showed a rare hint of helplessness as she glanced at the tips of her high heels, which had been stepped on and were now slightly deformed.

"Okay, never mind."

However, to allow Bob to gradually get used to the dance steps, after a few more spins and feeling that her steps had become stable again, Yelena turned around lightly once more and switched places with Caitlin.

Looking at Bob's excited expression, he looked just like a child who had regained his beloved toy.

Everything was so harmonious and perfect. What was that saying again?

Even if tomorrow were the end of the world, we would still dress appropriately.

This is an attitude towards life!