pjbooks Chapter 052 Tokyo is unusually hot today.
Chapter 052 Tokyo is unusually hot today.
The storm has stopped.
But the dust settled.
The entire Tokyo area and surrounding regions were shrouded in a hazy, gray radioactive dust, with visibility less than 100 meters.
From this day forward, this place is a no-go zone for humans.
Even the surrounding area is unsuitable for living.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the land was completely scorched!
To allow people to more directly experience the aftermath of a nuclear explosion, various countries have deployed reconnaissance drones.
"Buzz—"
Above the stratosphere, dozens of Global Hawk drones and Wing Loong reconnaissance aircraft, specially modified for radiation protection, hovered over Tokyo like a swarm of flies drawn by the scent.
Eagle, Bear, China, John Bull...
None of the old rogues were left out, and even South Korea, which hadn't recovered yet, joined in the fun by sending a drone to try and get first-hand information as soon as possible.
The footage was once again simultaneously transmitted to major live streaming platforms around the world via a military satellite link.
This time, however, there was none of the previous commotion.
The screen showed a dark, chaotic gray.
Occasionally, the wind would blow open a small crack, revealing scorched earth and a deep pit still flowing with glassy lava.
Dead silence.
True deathly silence.
Is this the power of nuclear weapons...? It's terrifying.
[My God, those tens of millions of people, just like that, gone?]
[Don't be a saint upstairs, that's a zombie, not a human.]
May the departed rest in peace, Amen.
In the comments section of overseas netizens, a gloomy atmosphere prevailed, with candle emojis flooding the screen.
however.
The camera cuts to the live broadcast room in China.
Sudden change in painting style.
It felt less like watching a disaster scene and more like watching a replay of a large-scale fireworks display that had just ended.
Wow, this place will definitely never need fertilizer again!
[The person upstairs is overthinking it; what they'll probably grow are three-legged carrots.]
[Anyone with big dicks want to tell me, is Tokyo really that hot right now?]
[Thanks for the invitation. I just got off the plane and am currently in Tokyo. It's indeed very hot. The food is about medium-rare, with a crispy texture.]
[What the hell?! They'd be reduced to ashes if they went there!]
[This is called physical purification. Do you even know what the true value of a major power's heavy industry is? (Leans back tactically)]
The barrage of comments scrolled wildly, with all sorts of memes flying around.
No one thought it was cruel.
After all, some hatred is ingrained in one's bones and cannot be erased by a few words of "humanitarianism".
Moreover, everyone knew in their hearts that there was no living person left in that place, and there probably wasn't even a single zombie left at the moment.
It not only purified the zombies, but also killed the virus with the high temperature.
Well done, killing two birds with one stone!
Conference Room of China.
Lin Jianguo held a teacup in his hand, crossed his legs high, and his face was full of smugness.
"Look, look at everything!"
He pointed to the ruins on the screen and said to the several solemn-faced old generals around him:
"It's a good thing my son isn't here. If he were, he'd probably come up with a couple of lines of poetry for you guys."
"Things like 'The sunset glows and the lone wild goose flies together, nuclear bombs blend with the sky'."
A gray-haired old lieutenant general standing next to him twitched at the corner of his mouth.
"Old Lin, your son is buried down there, aren't you sad?"
Lin Jianguo took a sip of tea and spat the tea leaves back into the cup.
"Sad my ass!"
"Do you really think my son's talent is just for show?"
Although his words were as hard as granite, the knuckles of his hand holding the teacup were slightly white.
Just then.
The image on the screen suddenly jittered.
It's not signal interference.
The camera is shaking.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the live stream heard a sound.
"Thump—"
Dull and oppressive.
It sounded like a giant heart beating, or like the drums of war from hell being struck.
The barrage of comments that was flooding the screen suddenly stopped.
……
MacArthur II was startled.
"What happened? Did it trigger an earthquake?"
"Reporting, General! The epicenter depth...at the surface!"
The operator's voice changed, and he pointed at the monitoring data in terror, "It's not an earthquake! Something is moving! Moving at the epicenter!"
"You mean, something has emerged from that energy center we just detected?"
He simply couldn't believe what his subordinates were saying.
He preferred to believe that the instrument was malfunctioning.
however.
Reality is often more magical than movies.
In the live broadcast footage.
The radioactive dust that filled the sky suddenly seemed to be drawn by something.
A massive vortex formed at the center of the ruins.
Followed by.
Two beams of pale blue light shone through the thick dust.
The light was cold and violent.
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
The drone high in the sky was subjected to strong electromagnetic pulse interference, and the image began to flicker wildly with static.
It was in these intermittent images.
A long, black tail covered in thorns and barbs suddenly ripped through the smoke and dust.
"roar--!!!"
A roar.
This sound does not belong to any known living being on Earth.
It contains the sounds of metal rubbing together, rocks cracking, and a domineering force from the ancient wilderness.
The sound waves transformed into a tangible shockwave, instantly engulfing the surrounding area.
Several drones that were flying low disintegrated in mid-air, turning into fireballs that fell to the ground.
At this moment, audiences around the world were collectively speechless.
The dust settled.
A colossal beast stood majestically atop the ruins.
It stands over thirty meters tall, its entire body covered in rough, obsidian-like scales, with a magma-like blue light flowing from the gaps in each scale.
Behind it, three rows of huge dorsal fins pierced the sky like sharp swords, their light flashing intermittently with its breath.
Its thick legs, like two pillars supporting the sky, were deeply embedded in the scorched earth.
Those huge, amber-colored vertical pupils coldly scanned the "flies" in the sky.
Godzilla.
Although the body is still in its juvenile stage, this iconic shape and terrifying sense of oppression are already quite striking.
Anyone who has seen the movie will instantly think of these three words.
King of Monsters.
Come.
……
Holy crap!
Holy crap!!
Holy crap!!!
In the live broadcast room of China, there are no other words to describe my feelings at this moment.
Am I seeing things? Is that Godzilla?
Did the US nuclear bomb unleash Godzilla?
[Is this even something that carbon-based organisms can grow?]
[It's over, it's all over, this really is the end of the world!]
[Is this a mutated product of nuclear wastewater? This is outrageous!]
Panic spread instantly.
If the zombies of the past were still within the realm of human understanding, then this huge creature in front of us is a completely supernatural monster.
A monster that even a nuclear bomb couldn't kill!
It's even...it seems like it grew up eating nuclear bombs!
Inside the meeting room.
A deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the monster on the screen that was howling at the sky.
Only Lin Jianguo.
He stared blankly into the monster's eyes.
There was a sense of familiarity in those amber eyes that he couldn't quite put his finger on.
That's a kind of...
Could this be my precious son?
Holy crap!
I've lived all these years and I've never ridden the King of Monsters before.
Suddenly, as if experiencing a sudden burst of lucidity, Lin Jianguo slammed his hand on the table. The loud noise startled several generals nearby, who nearly crawled under the table.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Okay! Okay!"
Lin Jianguo laughed so hard he almost cried.
Everyone stared at him as if he were a madman.
"Old Lin, are you crazy? This monster has appeared, and you can still laugh?"
"monster?"
Lin Jianguo wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointed at Godzilla on the screen, and said loudly with a proud look on his face:
"You truly have no idea about my son's talent!"
"That's not a monster! That's my son!"
"What?"
Everyone present was stunned.
Your son?
This is what your son looks like?
Isn't your family's genetic mutation a bit too wild?
"Old Lin, you've been through a lot, we understand. Why don't you go to the infirmary and rest for a while?" The old lieutenant general said with a look of sympathy.
"Stop taking a break, my foot!"
Lin Jianguo, beaming, pointed at the screen and analyzed,
"Have you forgotten what my talent is?"
This kid has perfectly inherited my genes!
"And look at the monster's eyes!"
Lin Jianguo pointed at Godzilla's ferocious eyes,
"How naive! How foolish! Besides my silly son, who else could have such a lustful look in their eyes?"
Everyone: "..."
God is so clear and stupid.
That's clearly brutal and tyrannical!
However, Lin Jianguo's outburst did dispel much of the fear in everyone's hearts.
Think about it carefully...
Although it's outrageous, when you combine it with this unreliable talent that causes headaches for countries around the world...
Good guy!
The Lin family must have had their ancestral graves blown up!
……
The ruins of Tokyo.
Lin Fan had no idea that he had been "claimed" by his own father.
He is feeling very unwell right now.
It felt like I'd just run five kilometers, my throat was parched, and I desperately needed an ice-cold Coke.
Although the radiation here is strong, it doesn't quench his thirst at all right now!
"Buzzing—"
The "flies" above my head were still buzzing around.
Lin Fan flicked his tail in annoyance.
"Damn it, I've turned into a monster, and you guys are still filming?"
He looked up at the drones.
An inexplicable urge to spray them all out surged into my mind.
The thorns on his back began to heat up slightly, and a huge amount of energy gathered in his throat.
But the next second, Lin Fan held back.
No.
Such a waste.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he could feel that he desperately needed energy.
It's shameful to waste energy on a few mosquitoes!
And right now, the priority is to cook rice.
Our immediate priority is to go to Fukushima.
There's an all-you-can-eat buffet there!
It's said that they've kept canned food for many years and can't bear to throw it away!
"roar--"
Lin Fan let out an excited low growl.
That was a craving for delicious food.
But to humans, this was a harbinger of death about to begin another round of slaughter.
"Thump!"
Lin Fan took a step.
The enormous foot stomped on the vitrified ground, leaving behind deep craters that emitted blue smoke.
He ignored the drone overhead and the surrounding ruins.
with a clear purpose.
With firm steps.
He strode towards the sea, towards Fukushima.
……
The United States, Seventh Fleet Command.
"What is it going to do?"
"It's moving! Is it heading... towards the sea?"
MacArthur II stared intently at the screen. "Calculate its route! Quickly!"
A few seconds later.
A staff officer looked up, his face pale.
"General..."
"Its target... seems to be the Fukushima nuclear power plant!"
"What?!"
MacArthur II felt a sudden darkness engulf his vision.
Fukushima has thousands of tons of nuclear wastewater and nuclear waste piled up there!
If this monster, which grew up eating nuclear bombs, were to go there...
The scene was too beautiful for him to even imagine!
"Stop it! We must stop it!"
MacArthur II roared hysterically.
"Mobilize all firepower! Missiles! Torpedoes! Use whatever you can, absolutely do not let it get close to Fukushima!"
"But General... our fleet is still outside the blockade zone, the missiles will take time..."
"Then send planes to intercept it! Damn it! We absolutely cannot let it go to Fukushima!"
……
China's live broadcast room.
Netizens have also noticed the monster's movements.
【Huh? Why did it leave? Isn't it going to stop destroying the house?】
Looking in this direction... that's towards the sea.
That's the direction of Fukushima!
Holy crap! It's going to Fukushima?!
Are they going to a buffet?
Got it! We're going to have our first taste of soup!
Since Tokyo is too hot, let's go to Fukushima for a drink of water to calm our nerves.
No, this is called...nuclear feeding.