Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

"Fukuda-kun, it looks like you're in trouble."

Katahara Metō glanced at the man who was stopped by his guards outside and smiled playfully.

"Don't worry about me. Just tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help you a little."

This is a lie.

As the newly appointed Prime Minister, Yasutaro Fukuda had done extensive investigations in order to secure his position, and the old man in front of him was an absolute focus that he could not avoid.

Because he knew very well that the other party's name of "monster" was not groundless.

This old man feeds on fun.

If one day the world becomes boring and there is no more fun in life, he will definitely choose to die.

The so-called help is just for fun.

But Futian had no right to refuse.

"Mr. Fukuda, the Ministry of Defense and the Metropolitan Police Department have launched a joint operation in Tokyo, and the Ground Self-Defense Force has been dispatched."

The assistant came in and got straight to the point.

The primitive man opened his eyes: 08. Give the primitive man a little shock

"What happened?"

Futian frowned.

The assistant looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

"The Minister of Defense claims that..."

"Claim what?"

"It is said that dinosaurs and primitive humans were dug up in the Edogawa District."

The assistant seemed to be in a desperate mood and just spat out everything.

"And that primitive man was resurrected, holding hostages, and even defeated and kidnapped the action team sent by the Metropolitan Police Department. It is said that even the most trusted ace police officer was defeated."

"A fierce gunfight broke out at the scene, and the police phones of nearby residents were all over the place. Television stations and news media will probably get involved soon. The Metropolitan Police Department believes that this is the scope of a terrorist attack, so it pushed this big problem to the Ministry of Defense."

Big trouble?

Futian took a deep breath and subconsciously looked at Katara Metō.

As expected, the latter's face was full of "thirst for knowledge", his curiosity was fully aroused, and he seemed to be ready to make a move, ready to intervene faster than the news media.

From this we can see that whether it is troublesome or not depends on the person.

What is a trouble for the weak may be an opportunity for the strong.

The reason why the Ministry of Defense took decisive action is very simple.

The primitive man who was said to have been excavated together with the dinosaurs and resurrected in modern times has great research value.

Maybe we can discover some incredible secrets through studying its body.

This will affect the future development direction of the entire country.

And if we don't hurry up, what if we are intercepted by another force stationed in the mainland? !

Fukuda secretly decided that he must pay more attention to the opinions of the Minister of Defense in the future.

This is a capable arm.

Little did he know that the Minister of Defense was cursing in his office at that moment.

"Who leaked the news to the news media? Once these people arrived, the operation that was originally a sure thing would encounter some accidents, and these accidents happened to be caused by those guys!"

"Mobilize the entire First Division of the Eastern Front. We must capture the target before those white bastards get to us!"

"Including the Metropolitan Police Department's manpower, that's more than 10,000 people. Is it really necessary to mobilize so many troops?"

The Chief of Staff of the Ground Self-Defense Force is somewhat dissatisfied. He is very confident in his subordinates. In recent years, he has been continuously reducing the size of the force and promoting elitism. The overall combat capability has been shown to the outside world.

It also has a large amount of modern equipment.

To deal with an unarmed savage, at most one company is enough.

This is because we are afraid that he will run away. If he doesn't run away, it will be even simpler.

"Of course it's necessary."

The Defense Minister emphasized.

"Who do you think are behind those news media?"

"..."

"We have to guard not only against the people outside, but also the people inside."

After hearing what he said, the chief of staff immediately felt the same way.

It is impossible to avoid dealing with those chaebols when you are in a high position. To put it bluntly, everyone who can sit in a high position cannot do without the support of the chaebols and local powerful families.

"I'm not opposed to sharing with them, I just want to hold the initiative in my hands, so that at least we can be guaranteed to have interests. If the positions are reversed, we won't be able to smell it even if we kneel down and knock our heads."

"Understood, I'll give the order."

The opinions were unanimous.

Soon, as the order came out.

More troops rushed to the construction area where Linga was located.

Twelve noon.

The sunlight began to become dazzling.

Linga sat on the rooftop of a building that looked not much different from an unfinished building, feasting on the food he had snatched from the nearby [BOSS Burger Shop].

This local restaurant chain is famous for its 'rice burgers'.

It is a hybrid food that combines the traditional Japanese rice ball food with the concept of Western hamburgers. The hamburgers are made with pressed white rice crust instead of bread. As for the fillings in the hamburgers, most of them are traditional Japanese cuisine dishes, such as Japanese barbecue, fried burdock, etc.

Compared with McDonald's and KFC, it has a unique flavor.

A burger in one bite.

It's like eating rice.

Fried chicken and French fries are served as a side dish and poured directly into your mouth.

Chew and swallow all the meat and bones.

Have another bottle of Coke.

It's so exciting.

The amount is just enough to feed 20 adults, but for him, it is just the right amount.

As Linga ate, tears welled up in his eyes.

How could you find such delicious food in the Cretaceous period?

What's more, he can't cook.

Drilling wood to make fire and having a meal of dinosaur meat is the limit.

At most, add some flowers and plants that have acceptable taste.

For this purpose, Linga tasted no less than a hundred kinds of plants.

I also had some free time so I compiled a menu and carved it on a stone slab. I don't know if it's buried in some corner of the earth and has turned into a pile of slag.

"Ok?"

Linga paused and suddenly turned his head to look somewhere.

On the rooftop of a building one kilometer away from him, a soldier who was observing him through a sniper scope was startled by his action.

Can you spot it from so far away?

Moreover, this look is a little too scary.

This is through the sniper scope.

If we really faced each other, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the courage to pull the trigger.

Linga quickly withdrew his gaze.

There are far more than one sniper spot like this.

A strong sense of voyeurism comes from all directions.

Even on top of the head.

There is no other answer except military satellites.

"Come on, let me see if modern force can suppress my violence."

Linga is excited.

The [Fanma blood] in the body was boiling and seemed to be burning.

The development of [Blood of Fanma] is actually quite limited.

Because there is no opponent.

All creatures in the Cretaceous period are no match for the [Pico Template]. In this case, how can we tap into the power of [Fanma's Blood]?

Linga often has a feeling of being incomplete.

Therefore, hunger and thirst are unbearable.

Longing for something to fill him up.

It would be best if it had a size, claws, and killing ability that were far superior to those of dinosaurs.

He wanted to be filled, enveloped, swallowed by this thing.

Like returning to the mother's womb.

When he is born again, he will have a perfect new life.

Only then will he be able to catch up with Hanma Yujiro and become the 'strongest creature on earth' in this world!

"Come on, come on, let me give you some strength, and then it's your turn to do this to me. The greatest fairness in the world is purity, because pure people don't care about the means used!"

Linga stood up with his hands on the ground.

This action alone gave a strong psychological shock to all those who were secretly watching him.

It is a unique beauty displayed by cutting-edge power from another era that is completely different from that of modern people and is unimaginable.

Even if you are not a fighter, you will involuntarily reveal a hint of obsession.

Suddenly, a faint sound was heard in the air.

Like a needle, shooting at a speed of hundreds of meters per second.

Linga did not dodge or evade, allowing it to hit him.

It's a tranquilizer bullet.

And it's the kind that can bring down an elephant.

Linga realized in an instant that their purpose was to capture him.

However, the defense could not be broken.

This is not possible.

The intensity is too low.

People are starting to feel sleepy.

Linga felt it necessary to make them understand who was in a position where they could be captured at any time.

Just then, a news helicopter arrived.

He stepped back a few steps, then ran, sprinted, and jumped off the roof in one breath.

The soldiers were greatly confused.