I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

"Regarding this, I think many of you have already viewed the recently opened project access, that's right, it's the Mechagodzilla project."

"Godzilla, a Titan no weaker than any monster, commands immense respect among the Titans, truly the King of Titans."

"It possesses extremely powerful abilities and the ability to drastically alter the surrounding environment."

"Our Monarch researchers have created a mechanical Godzilla based on Godzilla. It can be remotely controlled through a neural connection sensor system to fight monsters and suppress rioting Titans."

"This mechanical Godzilla's performance metrics are no worse than any of the current monsters, and it is perfectly capable of being shown to the world."

"This is a great opportunity for our Imperial Organization to showcase its capabilities."

"However, although Mechagodzilla has been completed and can be operated in a simple way through neural communication, it has never been used in actual combat."

"So we still need to find an opportunity to test it before we can release it."

More detailed information about Mechagodzilla popped up on the conference screen, and many people clicked on them to read.

This was undoubtedly still quite shocking for them.

Even TPC hadn't created such a powerful machine. Yet their Monarchy organization had actually taken the lead and built one. But then again, their Monarchy organization was specifically dedicated to researching ancient Titans, while TPC's interests were extremely broad, and they had no intention of building mechanical beasts. It was normal that they were inferior to them in this area.

Wu Maquan examined the more detailed information. Mechagodzilla was almost entirely modeled after Godzilla's strength, physical characteristics, and appearance, demonstrating the organization's utmost effort. The recent personnel reshuffling was likely also aimed at completing Godzilla.

He asked with a puzzled look, "What is a neural sensing system like? How does it work?"

Remember how Mechagodzilla was created from the remains of King Ghidorah in the original story? But now, King Ghidorah is probably still slumbering in the Arctic, frozen solid.

"Good question. Of course, this is achieved by using the monster remains left after the Ultramen defeat the monsters."

The doubts were quickly resolved.

Upon hearing this, Wumaquan thought about it and realized it was normal. After all, this was a hybrid universe view of the Tiga universe and the Titan universe. Apart from Ghidorah, there were quite a few other monsters that could be used.

This makes sense.

"How long did it take to build this Mechagodzilla?" someone asked.

"It's been a long time. It's a huge project. The organization has been trying to do it, until the appearance of monsters and Ultraman made the organization invest more financial and energy resources."

When do you plan to conduct real-world testing?

"I don't know, it's not confirmed yet, but it should be soon."

“I have a suggestion: let King Kong or Gakuma test Mechagodzilla’s skills first. Over the years, we have taken in quite a few Titans. Titans like Gakuma can improve the environment and solve various unsolvable waste pollution problems, while Titans like King Kong are mostly kept in captivity and cannot be easily commanded. This time, we can let King Kong give it a try.”

"Speaking of which, don't you guys think King Kong seems to be acting a bit riotous lately?"

"Really? I've been busy with other things lately and haven't noticed."

Inside the meeting, everyone was exchanging ideas.

The creation of Mechagodzilla elicited mixed reactions, with some frowning and others admiring it.

Wumaquan rested his chin on his hand, pondering whether Mechagodzilla would go berserk. This time, they used the remains of other monsters instead of the dead King Ghidorah; a Mechagodzilla that didn't go berserk was indeed quite good. Moreover, if the core part used monster remains, perhaps it wouldn't attract the attention of the other Titans.

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Chapter Ninety-Six: There's no way to win; he understands.

"Is the neural sensor connection system really that well-developed? Actually, I've always had a question: since the neural sensor connection system is built using monster remains, can the human brain alone withstand it?"

"The monster's remains probably contain its will. Even if it dies, I think some of it will remain. Using this remains to create a neural connection sensor system and using a human brain to support such a massive body as Mechagodzilla would be a huge burden. Moreover, according to the data, Mechagodzilla has never experienced a major battle; it has only completed simple tests. So the burden on the pilot's brain is not too great. But once it comes to real combat, it will have to go through many difficult requirements, which would probably be an extremely heavy burden on the brain."

"By then, will Mechagodzilla really be able to fight?"

One of the regional managers, after reviewing various materials about Robot Godzilla, raised some questions.

"That makes some sense."

"In that case, these Godzillas are simply not suitable for actual combat."

"Make a note of this; we'll have to investigate it later."

This meeting was actually a gathering of the Monarch organization's top leaders to use the perspectives of their talents to critique the shortcomings of Mechagodzilla, and after incorporating their opinions, to improve Mechagodzilla.

Therefore, the relevant personnel carefully and patiently recorded and answered the questions raised by the users and the shortcomings of the robot Zerg.

"What is said here is indeed reasonable. I wonder if you all have any insightful opinions? Please feel free to share them."

"In my opinion, if one person can't handle it, then it's better to have another person join. If two people share the burden, the pressure will surely be reduced considerably."

"There's a problem with what you're saying. If two people are using the neural sensing system to control Mechagodzilla, does that mean the two operators need to synchronize their neural sensing sources? You know, two operators each have their own thoughts, and they can't perfectly control Mechagodzilla's power. Only when one person operates it can Mechagodzilla obey commands 100%. If there are two people, there might be disagreements."

"In that case, we're back to square one, and it's just one person again having to bear the pressure of controlling Mechagodzilla."

"For two people, neural synchronization is required first. Otherwise, I suggest not piloting Mechagodzilla with two people, or something will definitely go wrong."

"Then how about we just abandon the neural connection operating system and go straight into Mechagodzilla's interior to drive it?"

"Personally, I don't think it's feasible. I want to try to get it out of the box. The so-called remote control is just to ensure the safety of the pilot. If we go back into Mechagodzilla's body to drive, and Mechagodzilla is defeated, then the pilot will most likely die as well."

"Moreover, directly piloting Mechagodzilla inside its body might not be as convenient as using a neural connection setup. With such a large size, there are probably many things to pay attention to in terms of control. The battlefield is ever-changing, and sometimes the pilot might not even have time to react before being knocked down."

The attendees at the meeting were all talking about Mechagodzilla, and even those who were usually quiet, reserved, and lurking in the shadows occasionally chimed in.

After all, this is a major breakthrough in history.

Humanity now possesses the power to easily annihilate monsters, a power comparable to that of Ultraman. They are all involved at this moment; it would be a lie to say they aren't excited.

The only person present who remained completely unmoved was probably Wumaquan.

The transmigrator + Gatanothor and Seven x human host make him see Mechagodzilla as nothing more than a toy, no matter how he looks at it.

He shrunk the meeting screen a bit, set it aside, opened a webpage, and searched for the latest short videos to watch.

Mechagodzilla is so-so. Training Daigo would be more practical.

As someone who is both light and humanity, Daigo would never betray humanity or abandon human civilization, no matter what.

Unlike the ancient Ultraman, if humanity voluntarily gives up the light, then the ancient giants of light will leave and no longer stay on Earth.

Daigo is both light and humanity. Even if humanity abandons Ultraman and the light, Daigo will still steadfastly protect humanity, the Earth, and peace.

He smacked his lips and glanced at the time display in the lower right corner of the computer screen. Why hadn't Seven finished cooking yet? It'd been ten minutes already.

..............

on the street.

Makio Kirino, wearing black-rimmed glasses, strolled along the road.

He was carrying a self-heating rice bowl. After finishing this meal, he planned to gather the two Ultraman human hosts the next day to discuss how to deal with the dark secrets lurking in human society.

This matter is urgent.

Walking down the street, all is darkness; dark shadows appear in the skies of every country.

Whether it was day or night, whether he was awake or asleep, Kirino Makio felt uncomfortable.

Once his superpowers were activated, he felt as if he were in a dark ocean, boundless and deep black.

He walked down the street without any hindrance, but he always felt as if he were walking in a dark vortex full of mud, unable to extricate himself.

He touched the little money he had left in his pocket.

It's time to think of a way to make money.

Otherwise, we won't even have enough money for living expenses.

"Pap~"

As Kirino Makio was pondering what kind of work he should do to earn a living, a hurried figure accidentally bumped into him.

Luckily, I held on tight and didn't spill my dinner.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional, I was in a hurry."

Daigo left the hospital and wandered the streets, unsure how to find Masaki Keigo.

He knew nothing about Masaki Keigo's hiding place. Although he had asked Nozue to investigate Masaki Keigo's assets, Masaki Keigo obviously did not stay in his assets, but was difficult to find in other places.

This left Daigo completely clueless, unsure of where to begin his search.

"Daigo?" Kirino Makio was stunned to see Daigo, who should have been seriously injured and lying in the hospital, walking on the street completely unharmed.

How did it recover so quickly?

He had just been beaten down by Masaki Keigo not long ago, and was on the verge of death.

As it turned out, he only went to buy some groceries, and Daigo was back to his energetic self.

"Who are you?" Daigo turned his head involuntarily when he heard the other person call out his name.

He carefully examined Kirino Makio from head to toe.

Black-rimmed glasses, a refined and scholarly demeanor, a trench coat... Is this the man the nurse mentioned who took him to the hospital?

Daigo had a guess in his mind.

He asked directly, "Did you take me to the hospital?"

"Yes..." Before Kirino Makio could finish speaking, he heard Daigo's next words, which made his face darken.

"The medical bills haven't been paid either." After saying that, Daigo seemed to realize that it was impolite, so he scratched his head and said, "That's not what I meant. It's just that I felt a little embarrassed when the nurse called me to pay the medical bills before I left. You didn't have to send me to the hospital."

“You were seriously injured and collapsed at the time,” Kirino Makio said quietly.

Little did he know that Daigo's physique was so beastly.

After a short rest, I'm full of energy again.

If he had known earlier, he would have carried Da Gu to the hospital. It was a waste of his energy and time.

"Ahem, perhaps you're mistaken." Daigo coughed lightly. How could an ordinary person recover from a serious injury to full of energy in just a few tens of minutes? If he admitted it, wouldn't Kirino Makio notice something was wrong? He quickly denied it.

“I didn’t see wrong, on the contrary, I saw it clearly. I know all your secrets.” Kirino Makio leaned closer and whispered.