Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

The timer crystal on the chest seemed to have entered an over-limit state, becoming even brighter, and the light from one side of the giant's hand spread downwards, further increasing the position of the light output.

The Specium Ray that burst forth showed a tendency to expand to a wider area, and the stability of its output also decreased slightly. It did not appear to be very concentrated, but its power directly increased by a level.

Gaia, the embodiment of Earth's will, instantly lost its ability to fight. The barrier in its hand was shattered by the subsequent beam of light before it could even take shape. Its entire enormous body was also blasted into the ground by the impact of the light, causing the entire crimson earth and space to tremble violently.

"If this trick doesn't work, then I'm out of options." The giant in mid-air lowered his arm, looked at the cracked earth, and said wearily.

He knew roughly what Gaia's abilities were, so he didn't give Gaia a chance to change forms. He attacked with absolute suppression and ended the battle in one fell swoop.

Although the training mode offers unlimited action time and energy, mental fatigue is not eliminated, and he doesn't want to fight this guy for two hundred rounds.

“Tsk…” Natsuki watched Gaia rise from the rift in the earth and felt a sense of unease.

Even the greatly upgraded Specium Ray had no effect.

This is a technique he mastered after using that forbidden move, a technique that enhances the Specium Ray. There aren't many enemies who can force him to use this move.

Below, Gaia did not make any further fighting moves after getting up.

Instead, he looked up at the summer trees in the sky and nodded silently.

Then the light on its body became increasingly dazzling, transforming into countless crimson specks of light that floated towards the giant in the sky.

"Is this... a gift from Earth?" Natsuki looked at the point of light flying towards her and understood Earth's intention.

It seems that he has gained the Earth's approval in terms of both will and strength, and the Earth is willing to give him a part of its light.

As these rays of light surged into her body, Xia Shu's figure gradually dimmed.

"Looks like it's over."

[Skill: Earth's Blessing (Max) has been mastered]

......

Another Earth.

Monarch's 54th headquarters outpost in the Bermuda Triangle.

"Take a short rest. You haven't slept for thirty hours straight," Dr. Vivian said to the somewhat gray-haired man as she entered Serizawa Ichiro's office with a cup of coffee.

After meeting Godzilla at the bottom of the ocean, Ichiro Serizawa has been dealing with internal affairs of the organization and has also tried to reach cooperation with the armed forces of various countries, hoping that they can jointly face the crisis that threatens the entire planet. He has not rested during this period.

"If we want to create a viable future for both humanity and the Titans, we cannot afford to be complacent."

“Unlike them, I can’t fight the enemy head-on. There’s very little I can do, so I have to do everything well.” Serizawa Ichiro looked up from the computer, rubbed his dry and sore eyes, and took the coffee Dr. Vivian handed him.

Godzilla is the natural guardian of this planet, a king among the Earth's Titans.

Mr. Natsuki is the maintainer of the cosmic order and a hope with great power.

Unlike the other two, he doesn't possess direct combat capabilities. Since Mr. Natsuki helped him retrieve the organization, he must lend a hand in the upcoming battles, utilizing his extensive network and skills accumulated over the years.

“Mr. Natsuki has been asleep for twelve hours. Should we wake him?” Dr. Vivian asked.

Previously, Mr. Natsuki slept for about six hours, but this time he slept for an unusually long time. She didn't know if something had happened or if he simply needed to rest.

"no need."

"Let him rest first. I can handle things now," Serizawa Ichiro said, taking a sip of coffee.

He held no fewer than thirty meetings during this period and has stabilized the situation.

In addition, he learned from intelligence shared from other countries that the eco-terrorists led by Allen Jonah were about to make another move, so he urgently strengthened the defenses of various outposts.

The real conflict has not yet begun, so it is very necessary for Mr. Natsuki to conserve his energy.

"APEX Corporation... what exactly are they planning to do?" He looked at the information about APEX Corporation on the screen. All signs indicated that the other party was about to make a big move, but they still didn't know what it was.

The military also got involved in some of the company's actions, as they wanted to obtain the technology to control Titan from the company.

However, the experiment failed. MUTO, the test subject, was defeated by the giants in San Francisco and escaped their control.

Controlling Titans is clearly not an option for now, so... what else are they planning?

"How is Godzilla doing?" Dr. Vivian Serizawa asked.

After learning of the prophetic disaster, Godzilla set off for Stone Mountain in Georgia, USA, after they left. It was Monarch's 53rd outpost and the place where the Titan codenamed Tiamat slept.

Godzilla went there and awakened Tiamat, intending to cooperate with her to fight the disaster to come. However, Tiamat rejected Godzilla's proposal and wanted to drive Godzilla away.

When Godzilla saw that Tiamat was not cooperating, it simply dragged it out of its lair, beat it up, and then drove Tiamat away, taking over Tiamat's original lair and absorbing its energy.

Serizawa Ichiro was also quite helpless about this situation. He knew that Godzilla was preparing for future disasters, and it was indeed the most efficient approach given Tiamat's unwillingness to cooperate.

“Godzilla is still asleep, and it is rapidly absorbing the energy within Tiamat’s lair,” Dr. Vivian said.

"Uniting the power of Titans is not an easy task either."

“We’re in the same boat.” Serizawa Ichiro looked at the pile of rejected suggestions in the email and felt a headache coming on.

Godzilla has a much more volatile temper than him. If it were Godzilla facing these troublesome politicians, he would probably have exploded with anger long ago.

......

Sedona, Arizona, USA.

Monarch's 55th outpost, codenamed "Scylla," a Titan lair.

Three black transport helicopters flew in from the horizon, passing over the red sandstone formations that attract countless tourists to the city, heading straight for the crimson stone mountain, the resting place of the Titans.

“A king crab…it should have had enough sleep by now.” Alan Jonah looked out the plane window at the heavily guarded outpost, a glint of madness in his eyes.

Chapter 307 Mystery and the Attack

"Mr. Jefferson."

How long until Mechagodzilla can be officially deployed in actual combat?

In a spacious laboratory in the basement of the APEX corporate building, Simmons, dressed in a suit, walked into the lab and looked at Jefferson, who was wearing a white research uniform and standing in front of a group of transparent culture containers, and asked a question.

As the provider of many of the company's technologies, Jefferson's position within the company was second only to Simmons. He owned several laboratories, some of which even Simmons did not know what they were used for.

"Today is the final debugging of the sensor control system. Tomorrow we can officially put it into actual combat. Of course... if unexpected situations arise, it can also be used directly in war now."

Upon hearing Simmons' voice, Jefferson looked away from the culture container, slowly turned around, and spoke to the company's apparent boss.

"As you said before, may I get into the driver's seat?" Simmons asked with a hint of eagerness.

Since the steel behemoth lacked King Ghidorah's skull as its control center, it could only be controlled by two people using the synesthetic technology brought by Jefferson. A few days ago, Jefferson had promised to specially adapt and modify the control system for him, so that he, who had not been trained, could also become one of the pilots.

For him, sitting inside Mechagodzilla was definitely safer than outside.

Ichiro Serizawa somehow managed to wrest Monarch back from the military, and he also contacted high-ranking officials in several countries, reaching some initial cooperation agreements. He also began investigating APEX Corporation to find out what their true purpose was.

Before Mechagodzilla is fully completed, they absolutely cannot reveal its existence to the public, otherwise the military, with whom they previously cooperated, will turn against them.

The idea that a private company possesses a mechanical Titan comparable to Godzilla is bound to attract attacks from all sides.

“Of course, Mr. Simmons.”

"There are only two pilots for Mechagodzilla. One of them is you, and the other is me, who is responsible for assisting you."

“You’ve already seen the relevant design system, so you probably understand my considerations in this regard,” Jefferson said calmly.

Simmons is not only the president of the company, but also a technical engineer. He can roughly understand the synesthetic technology brought by Jefferson. There is no intention to deceive him. He even modified some parts that would affect his body.

This genius under his command genuinely wanted to help him.

“Before I met you, I always believed that there was no true trust between people.” Simmons looked at Jefferson and said with great emotion, “I would have thought the same about my own daughter.”

It is truly my good fortune to have met such a kindred spirit on the road to realizing my ambitions.

“But now, I’ve changed my mind,” Simmons said with a smile.

Even if he made a wish to Santa Claus, he didn't think he could meet such a perfect person, but it actually happened. This guy was like a helper that God brought to him.

“Thank you for your recognition,” Jefferson nodded and said.

As he made this gesture, a mole was revealed on his left earlobe.

Simmons nodded silently, noticing this out of the corner of his eye.

Did he have this mole under his earlobe before?

Simmons recalled that he didn't seem to have seen the other party display such a conspicuous feature before.

However... these are not important matters. The most important thing right now is the matter of Mechagodzilla.

"By the way, what are you using these creatures for?" Simmons looked at the tank-like ecological culture container in front of him, which contained some red marine creatures that looked a bit like lobsters but more like horseshoe crabs.

Simmons is quite knowledgeable about neurology and knows most species on Earth, but he has never seen this creature before, and it seems to be quite aggressive.

“Biology is also a major discipline. These are organisms that lived 25 billion years ago and have recently reappeared due to some accidents. I was thinking about whether I could find the secrets of life in them,” Jefferson explained, his tone revealing the emotion of a biologist who was truly curious about life.

These organisms were collected and cultivated intentionally by him.

"Well, geniuses really do have more energy than ordinary people," Simmons remarked after glancing at it a few times.

He already struggled with mechanics and neuroscience back then, but now this Jefferson, who looks younger than him, has even more knowledge and can delve deeper into other disciplines. He is truly a genius.

"However, these studies can be put on hold for now."

“Now that Alan Jonah’s team has started moving, we need to hurry up and make the follow-up preparations.” Simmons said this last sentence to Jefferson before turning and walking out of the laboratory.

Jefferson watched him leave.

And shortly after Simmons left.

The creatures in the cultivation container suddenly became active, and one of them even released a powerful beam of light that struck the specially made container and made a sound, but failed to directly destroy the container.

“It’s not your turn to appear yet.” Jefferson stepped forward, put a finger to his lips, and said to the creature in the container.

After operating the instruments outside the container a few times, the transparent container was slowly enveloped by the special alloy shell.

He always likes to have multiple plans.

......

Monarchy Outpost No. 55.

"That's not our plane!"

"It's an air raid!"

The guards at the outpost spotted the planes flying towards them, immediately reported it to headquarters, and prepared countermeasures; they had to shoot those guys down.