The humming sound of the servers filled the basement room like an electronic sleeping spell. The air on Level B4 was cold, dry, and smelled of ozone—the sharp scent of static electricity.Sarah, the little girl in the heavily modified wheelchair, held out her small hand, stained with printer ink smudges. Her palm was open, demanding payment."Pay up first," she said flatly, her large eyes behind thick glasses staring unblinkingly at Boby. "The ticket into Sister Nur's Sanctum is expensive. We don't take cash, we don't take gold, we only take glucose."Boby reached into his backpack, which was soaking wet from the recent decontamination process. He pulled out three large SilverQueen Chunky Bars. The wrappers were slightly crumpled, but the contents were guaranteed solid."Here," Boby said, placing the 'treasure' in Sarah's hand. "Don't eat it all at once; you'll hurt your teeth. It's hard to find a dentist during the apocalypse."Sarah's eyes briefly sparkled—a rare human emotion on he

"RUN, NUR! DON'T LOOK BACK!" Boby's shout was nearly drowned out by the deafening clang of metal. *BLAM!* A thirteen-foot iron rack, stacked high with used oil drums, was swept aside by the Tanker's gigantic arm as if it were nothing more than a pile of empty cardboard boxes. The drums rolled wildly, spilling their contents and turning the already slick B5 concrete floor into a deadly skating rink. Nur Hasanah, the genius scientist who was usually calm and calculating, was now running like a maniac. Her feet slipped in a puddle of black liquid, her knee slamming into the hard floor, but adrenaline forced her back up, pain forgotten. "Sector 7... Sector 7 is at the end of the hall..." Nur mumbled frantically, her eyes darting, searching for the faded arrow on the wall. Behind her, Boby was performing a dance of death. The tactical flashlight in his hand was set to strobe mode (rapid flash), aimed directly at the monster's eyes. "HEY! YOUR EYES ARE LIGHT-SENSITIVE, RIGHT?! EAT

The concrete beam descended like a death sentence from the sky.Boby squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the *crack* of his own skull. He was out of energy, out of chocolate, and out of jokes.*CLANG!*The loud sound was metal hitting flesh, not a skull shattering.Goliath roared in surprise. The concrete beam in his hand missed, slamming into the floor just two inches from Boby’s ear. The vibration made Boby’s teeth chatter.Boby opened his eyes. He saw a giant wrench (24 inches) embedded precisely in the burn wound on Goliath’s right shoulder—a wound previously caused by the gas explosion. Yellow pus and black blood spurted out.In the broken doorway, Nur Hasanah stood in a throwing stance, her breath ragged, her hair messy, and her face covered in soot. She was trembling, not just from fear, but because she had just done the most reckless thing of her life: attacking a monster."DON'T YOU DARE DIE YET, CLOWN!" Nur screamed, her voice cracking but loud. "I HAVEN'T BACKED UP YOUR GEN

*CLANG!*The sound of the fire extinguisher slamming into Goliath’s concrete head rang out sharply, like a church bell. The red cylinder was severely dented, forming a 'V' shape.But Goliath’s head didn't move an inch.The monster slowly turned, staring at Ujang, who held the dented cylinder with a deathly pale face."Whoa," Ujang muttered, flashing a wide, strained grin. "Tough stuff, Boss? What brand of calcium are you drinking?"*SMACK!*Goliath casually backhanded him. To Goliath, it was just swatting a fly. To Ujang, it was being hit by a locomotive. Ujang’s large body flew five meters, crashing into a stack of wooden pallets, shattering them completely."Oof... My kidneys just moved up to my neck..." Ujang groaned from behind the wooden wreckage.Meanwhile, Dogy didn't stop. The dog was a barking streak of gold lightning. He darted between the monster's legs, biting Goliath’s Achilles tendon, which was already cracked from Boby's earlier kick.*CRACK!*Goliath roared, his legs b

The atmosphere in the central room of Laboratory B4 felt like a suicide mission briefing, but with better catering (thanks to Boby's chocolate stash).Nur Hasanah stood before a large holographic table, projecting a slowly rotating double helix DNA structure. The helix was red, but flecks of gold were attached here and there.Boby's circus crew gathered around the table. Irene was cleaning her rifle barrel with a cloth. Ujang sat on the floor, snacking on baby biscuits (an emergency ration he’d found). Sarah sat in her wheelchair, spinning a Rubik's Cube. And Boby, the leader in name only, sat in the director's swivel chair, drinking a large glass of Nur's special *Super Chocolate* concoction."Get straight to the point, Doc," Boby said, licking the residual chocolate from his lips. "Are we saving the world or forming a boyband?"Nur gave Boby a sharp look, ignoring the joke. She pointed at the DNA hologram."This is your blood, Boby," Nur said seriously. "And these gold flecks... are