The gods descend into reality

He kept a close watch on him, ready to bring him back immediately if Takumi Fujiwara asked for help.

But I got so into listening to music last night that I fell asleep.

She's asleep!

Who knows what's going on in that world right now!

Who knows, in just one day, that island nation might have already sunk to the ground.

"Om~"

An inexplicable fluctuation spread, and the four figures that were originally placed on the shelf came to life the next moment.

"Hiccup~"

Godzilla let out a satisfied burp, and King Ghidorah did the same on the other side.

Then Xiao Se saw it.

Takumi Fujiwara lay on the ground, covered in wounds.

"Hey, you two have gone too far! Takumi kindly invited you to his world, how could you beat him up like this?"

Xiao Se frowned and said to the two monsters with dissatisfaction.

Although I had expected it, I still found it hard to accept Takumi's fate.

Although they are not of the same race, they at least know each other. To go to such lengths is really going too far.

Not only was Xiao Se glaring at the two monsters, but Nero was also glaring angrily.

"No...it wasn't them who did it."

Fujiwara Takumi, who was half-dead on the ground, stood up with a black eye and stared at the two monsters in terror.

How could it possibly have been done by these two big shots!

If they make a move.

Even without lifting a finger, just moving your feet can create a gust of wind that could blow you away.

"Who did that? You're one of our people, so tell us and we'll stand up for you," Xiao Se said, taking full responsibility.

After all, it's just an ordinary world without any mystery whatsoever.

It would be easy for him to stand up for Takumi.

But why was Takumi beaten up like this? Was Hot Rod watching from the sidelines? Or is there some other being in that world who could defeat Hot Rod head-on?

Xiao Se frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"No, actually...it was my dad who beat me up."

Takumi said somewhat awkwardly.

"roar~"

"Sing~" *3

Godzilla and King Ghidorah each roared and walked somewhat boredly toward their fish tanks.

Upon hearing the shouts of the two, Takumi Fujiwara shuddered, his eyes filled with terror.

"Why did your father hit you?"

Even Nero was surprised at this moment, and asked with a curious look.

"Because I...I took them both back and introduced them to my dad."

Takumi Fujiwara lowered his head, seemingly realizing that he had done something incredibly stupid.

"and then?"

Xiao Se asked instinctively.

"Mount Akina is gone."

"It's alright, it's just that Mount Akina is gone."

Xiao Se breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that Takumi Fujiwara is still alive at least shows that Area 11 hasn't sunk yet. If it had, Takumi wouldn't be alive now.

"All the nuclear power plants in District 11 are gone."

Desolate...

Thank goodness, it's just a nuclear power plant. Anyway, the nuclear power plant in Japan is a terrible place that leaks frequently. I heard that at a formal meeting, a prime minister from Japan used food from the area where the nuclear power plant leaked to entertain bosses from other countries.

They wanted to use this to prove that food from the nuclear leak area in District 11 was safe to eat and could be exported.

Whether food from areas affected by nuclear leaks is safe to eat is something Xiao Se doesn't know if the other party has proven. In Xiao Se's view, it proves once again that the Prime Minister of District 11's brain works differently from that of normal people.

The nuclear power plant's demise is a good thing, allowing the people in this region to calm down. It's a blessing for the people. Godzilla did a great job!

"Thunderstorms hit the coastal areas, storms triggered tsunamis, and earthquakes occurred."

Takumi Fujiwara said, his voice trembling with tears.

This disaster alone is enough to set back the economy of District 11 by twenty years!

Life was already tough enough during this economic downturn, and now it's even tougher.

Is it because of Xiao Se?

Others had warned him, but he still insisted on asking those two monsters to go back.

In fact, if Hot Rod hadn't brought him and his father along, he might not even be standing here talking to Xiao Se right now.

"The trees throughout District 11 began to grow wildly, as if they were returning to ancient times."

"The District 11 Self-Defense Forces attacked Godzilla and were completely wiped out!"

"The Bald Eagles' troops stationed in District 11 attacked Ghidorah and were completely wiped out!"

"The Bald Eagle Air Force support team has arrived to assist, and they have been completely wiped out!"

......

As Fujiwara Takumi recounted his battle exploits, his voice gradually became choked with emotion.

Heaven help me, all I really wanted to do was bring two monsters back to show off to my dad and make him believe that the other world really exists.

I had thought about the two monsters causing trouble.

They even devised countermeasures.

If the two monsters run into trouble, Hot Rod can help suppress them.

but--

God knows why those two monsters were so big!

Let alone a nine-meter Hot Rod, even if Hot Rod grew ten times larger, it would still be a small fry!

We really didn't mean to!

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's just a financial crisis. When Wuming comes back, we'll have money and give you some things to take back and start your own business."

Xiao Se offered words of comfort.

Then Takumi Fujiwara looked up and stared blankly at Xiao Se.

So, that's what I've been saying.

Is the focus on the financial crisis?

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The entire island nation of Japan is practically turning into a primeval forest!

But giving me some gold bars to go back and start a business doesn't seem like a bad idea!

"But Takumi, there's something I absolutely have to tell you."

Xiao Se felt that there was something he had to say today, otherwise he wouldn't be able to think clearly!

Takumi Fujiwara looked up to indicate that he was listening.

"Your dad did the right thing by hitting you."

Takumi Fujiwara...

"I heard Snow White is running away again, and Little Red Riding Hood has caught the Big Bad Wolf..."

The familiar ringtone of a cell phone rang.

Chapter 88 The Desolate Sweatshop

Let's silently mourn for Takumi Fujiwara.

Xiao Se opened his phone.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao Se, I am the person in charge of the xx district of SF. My surname is Zhu. I am very sorry to inform you that your package has been lost." A slightly apologetic male voice came from the other end of the line.

The man was speechless.

Lost packages are a very common occurrence.

Although the insurance policy for this courier service is very expensive.

But it happened in broad daylight.

Suddenly the delivery box opened, and the package was gone!

It was like seeing a ghost.

If I hadn't seen this scene on the surveillance footage, I would never have believed it, even if you killed me.

Although I've already called the police, I don't think I can find out the truth of this matter.

It's definitely a paranormal event!

Otherwise, who would go to such lengths to steal a human figure?

"Staff will contact you shortly to verify the value of the items and provide compensation."

"No need, I'm not interested in money, there's no need for compensation."