Apocalyptic Natural Disasters, I Rely on My Brothers and Sisters to Stay Together

I had a strange dream. My dead twin brother told me that the end was imminent, and that he himself was Goldfinger, which was unimaginable. Ordinary us, we don't have genius brains or courage, we are just ordinary you and me. Let's see how my four brothers and sisters overcome many difficulties. The object will only affect the speed of my takeoff...