"Cool, now that we have the King of Destruction on board, we feel that our chances of winning have greatly increased." The waiter said, "This guy is a beast. Well, although he is a little fat now, he is still a fat beast! You must know that he was a fat beast at the beginning. One person makes all the master architects in the city exhausted."
"You think too highly of me," the King of Destruction shook his head. "After all, I haven't dismantled anything for many years, so I'm inevitably a bit unskilled. Now I'm probably only less than 60% of what I was in my heyday. In the past, It definitely won’t take me half a minute to dismantle that mechanical spider.”
"Hahahaha, I like this guy, he can also brag," the waiter patted the King of Destruction on the shoulder, "Yes, I can feel that he has begun to integrate into the team and become a part of us."
"Now we only have one thing left." The bald man said seriously.
"What's up?"
"We just need to give our team a resounding name. Otherwise, when we meet the enemy and they ask us who we are, we will have to queue up and report our names one by one, and we will be at a disadvantage in terms of momentum."
"Wow, are you talking about a name like Avengers or Task Force X?" The waiter suddenly became interested.
"Don't forget there are Watchmen and Justice League, yes, it's almost like that." The bald man said.
"This is really important... let me think about it, builder? I don't know, it sounds like working on a construction site or something, or defeating evil scientists to close the space-time channel and remove it from the quantum collider. Infinite bricks and return the smart toilet seat to save the city action team. I think this name is the most intuitive and clear, but it seems a bit too long..."
"How about calling the King of Destruction and his teammates a team..." the King of Destruction suggested.
"I think this name is still up for debate. Where is the messenger? What do you think?"
messenger:"…………"
"Well, I don't think we can call the Ellipsis Team." The waiter scratched his head, "Although I quite like the name."
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In order to get rid of the evil scientist's men as much as possible, the five people did not go to the hotel this time. Instead, they found an empty space with no people, built a house directly on it, and installed alarm and defense systems around it. Spend the last 24 hours here to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.
The bald man and the waiter were arguing in the living room as usual about how to name the team, while Zhang Heng and the handsome man were drinking black tea on the balcony on the second floor, enjoying the short leisure before the war.
"It seems I haven't said Happy New Year to you yet." The handsome man said.
"Um?"
"But it shouldn't be too late now. After all, it's only a few minutes after midnight in the real world, so thank you. I originally thought I would spend the Spring Festival alone. At this time, the streets outside were empty and the shops were closed. , I don’t know what to do, and I’m a little depressed, but I’m much better now. Is there anything I can do to make people forget their depression, not to mention there are two or three fools downstairs... This way It seems like a pretty good way to celebrate the New Year.”
Seeing that Zhang Heng was about to speak, she shook her head, "No, we have an agreement. If you don't ask me why I don't go home, I won't ask you why you suddenly improved your Lego assembly skills to such a high level. In addition, you also understand Seeing the secret information in so many copies, each of us has our own secrets that we don’t want others to know, don’t we?”
"Sounds fair enough, would you like some cookies?"
"Of course, I want the blueberry flavor, or the matcha flavor, is that okay?"
Zhang Heng took off a corner of the table and skillfully put it together into a plate of cookies.
"Okay, although I have accepted this setting, I must admit that it still feels a bit weird to watch you... produce food." The handsome man picked up one of the pieces and put it in his mouth, "... ...Hmm, the taste is surprisingly good, and considering that just two days ago we had steak made with a radio, I think this can be scored as a seven."
"Where are the remaining three points?"
"When I was eating something, I couldn't help but think about the missing corner of the table, and I was worried that I would bite a piece of sawdust."
"I will pay attention next time." Zhang Heng said.
"No, I still want to know where the things I eat come from. If you don't let me see it, I won't be able to help but think about the worse possibilities." The handsome man finished eating the cookie in his hand. After a pause, he said, "Fan."
"My surname is Fan, and my full name is Fan Meinan. Anyway, you already know the most unspeakable part. I think it's better for me to be more generous."
While the two were talking, the bald man and the waiter rushed upstairs, followed by the King of Destruction.
The three of them looked serious, "We have now encountered the biggest crisis since the team was founded."
"Yeah, we have been discussing for a long time but still can't decide on the name of the team. None of us can convince anyone, so we need you to vote. We now have three alternative names, Mobile, Demon Squad, and Destruction King and His friends, these three names now have one vote each and the Courier abstained, so please use your voting rights carefully as your vote will be decisive.”
"How about we call it the New Year's Eve game team." Zhang Heng said.
"New Year's Eve? What year is it? It's only September now. Uh... is this a sequelae of your awakening? Has your cerebral cortex suffered any damage? Is this irreversible?"
"I quite like this name. It's very old-fashioned. I got two votes, so I'll let it be decided according to the rules." Fan Meinan on the other side agreed.
"Wait a minute...I didn't know brain damage was contagious. Are you living a confused life? Do we really have to call this name five months in advance? We even have three months until New Year's Day. Oh my god... can you imagine that scene? Before the war started, we stood in front of the enemy and told each other our names. I said we were a New Year's Eve game team. The other side would definitely complain about our team name like crazy. I might even get it. A debuff that reduces combat effectiveness by half..."
"Don't care too much about other people's opinions, just do your own thing." Zhang Heng patted the bald man on the shoulder, "Go to bed early, we have a big battle tomorrow."
"No, I still have to design the action badge, but this time it saves the trouble. I guess I just need to find a bunch of blessing characters and stick them on everyone's back to complete the task." The bald man complained, "I don't know People still think we are lucky babies.”
