Chapter 107 Godzilla’s Flesh and Blood (Please subscribe!)
Godzilla, who destroyed almost half of Tokyo with jets of flames and radiation last night, seems to be standing silently among the ruins of the city due to excessive energy loss.
By daytime, Katayuan Mietang, who originally looked like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, was about to fly abroad without stopping.
Because on the hill where the shelter is located, a ten-meter-wide scorch mark where the rocks were instantly melted by the high temperature and then solidified, is like a scar across the mountain!
If the monster is just a guy who bullies humans based on his size, then he doesn't care at all.
But if the monster has super long-range attacks, the security situation will be another matter.
And when he asked Bai Tang Jing if he wanted to leave together, not only the boy, but also Saeko and Takemoto Jiu'an decisively rejected him.
"You crazy martial artists are really scary!"
The old man was surprised at first, and then seemed to understand something. He shook his head with a chuckle and got on the special car heading to the airport.
However, the right to use this shelter was generously reserved to three people.
Not long after Jianyuan Mietang left, the doorbell rang "Ding dong -".
Through the closed-circuit television, you can see a blond man with sharp muscles and a strong sense of strength standing at the door.
Next to him, there is a metal tank half a man tall that looks very tight.
It's a Wakatsuki samurai.
The young man went out to meet him in person.
"Yo! Wakatsuki."
"Goods No. 013, a subsidiary of Guhai Pharmaceutical, has been delivered. Please sign for it."
Standing at the door of the shelter, before the boy could say hello, Samurai Wakatsuki took out a tablet and registered the "delivered" information in a rather stylized manner.
Then, this guy, who looked cold but was actually a warm-hearted and good-natured man, looked up and down at the Baitang Mirror.
Seeing that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh, it's great to see you okay in this kind of disaster, Shirodo. I heard that Mr. Takemoto and Ms. Busujima are also here. Are they okay too?"
"Of course." Seeing his sincere and concerned look, Bai Tangjing's tone became more relaxed, "Haha, I'm super smart. I hugged President Piyuan's lap as soon as I got off the boat!"
When Wakatsuki heard the boy's self-deprecation, he also laughed.
"It can be seen that it is a very sturdy and luxurious shelter."
But after laughing, Samurai Wakatsuki's face turned serious.
He tilted his head and gestured to the jar he had brought.
"President Nogi, Mr. Katagen, and you, as the vice-president, have worked together to make this lead-filled jar be delivered to you now."
The metal can looks very solid in appearance, but just after being placed on the ground for a while, the soil layer has been pressed down by more than five centimeters!
This shows how heavy it is.
As for Samurai Wakatsuki, his muscular arms were as easy as holding a bottle of beer. He picked it up with one hand and held it in front of Shirodo Kyou.
"You know what you want to do, right, Bai Tang?"
A pair of serious eyes stared closely at the young man's eyes.
"Now all the pharmaceutical giants in the world, Guhai Pharmaceutical, Johnson & Johnson, Roche, Pfizer.
All the scientific research power that can be mobilized is now focused on this one project - the flesh and blood of Godzilla that was beaten last night!"
"I can understand your desire, Bai Tang!"
As he spoke, Samurai Wakatsuki took a deep breath, as if to suppress the fierce fire in his heart.
"That kind of power! That kind of god-like power! The power that can defeat an entire country by itself!"
Wakatsuki turned sideways and looked in the direction of Tokyo.
It is also the direction in which Godzilla temporarily sleeps.
A strong body with fifty-two times the muscle density of an ordinary person was trembling uncontrollably.
Not fear but excitement!
As mentioned before, combatants are a group of monsters among humans with extremely strong fighting spirit!
In peacetime, the best destination for this group of people is to become corporate thugs.
According to Katayuan Mietou's words, they are just "chess pieces" that don't matter if they are destroyed or scrapped.
However, after witnessing the real power of a single entity to destroy a country in this world,
Can these people's fighting spirit like wild beasts be calmed down so easily?
Will human beings who are fighting each other on the narrow road of "the strongest" stop in fear because they have witnessed more powerful violence?
Of course it's impossible.
On the contrary, they were ecstatic!
"To be honest, major laboratories around the world are conducting blood and flesh analysis of Godzilla and interactive experiments on the human body."
"That death row prisoner Bando Yohei" Wakatsuki looked at his watch, "Well, he should be lying on the experimental table by now."
"Oh? I guess he must not have volunteered." Shirodo Kyung smiled playfully, "I remember that at the University of Tokyo, they only participated in the death match in order to legally kill him. Do you care about it now?"
"In the face of such interests, the law is very fragile." Wakatsuki nodded and emphasized again, "It is quite fragile."
"He is just the first, and there will be many death row prisoners and even volunteers in the future."
"Oh, volunteer?"
"It's like Kaneda Sueyoshi."
The boy thought of the thin man.
Even if he drags a body that is so weak that he eats medicine as food, he will not care, follow his own desires, shake his fist at the strong, and climb up.
Such a guy would become a volunteer for a human experiment. It doesn't seem strange to him at all.
"At that time, through President Oya Ken's relationship, he found Kokai and knelt down in front of him, requesting that he be added to the experimental list."
"Obviously he was the one asking for help, but when he knelt down, he had that happy smile that was intertwined with madness, persistence, and a glimpse of hope."
Wakatsuki shook his head, as if to drive this scene out of his mind.
".It's crazy."
In the end, he could only comment on the situation at that time.
After a while, he finally recovered.
"So, have you really decided what you want to do?" Wakatsuki advised, "Even if you can't wait to study this piece of flesh and blood, joining a team of a pharmaceutical company is the right solution."
"This is an impossible job based on your own words."
But in the face of Samurai Wakatsuki's heartfelt advice, Bai Tang Jing's tone was calm but firm.
"Of course." The young man's eyes were fixed on the jar and he reached out to take it. "I know what I want to do."
Samurai Wakatsuki hesitated for a moment before letting go, letting the jar fall into Baido Kei's hands.
"If it were you, I would assume that you are confident."
After that, he turned around and left.
He is very busy now, after all. He also signed up as a volunteer.
Holding a half-person-high metal can in his hand, Bai Tangjing walked to the basement door inside the shelter.
As for Saeko and Takemoto Jiuan, they seemed to have known for a long time and were waiting there.
"you."
Bai Tangjing looked at the two of them in surprise.
He didn't intend to tell them that he was going to use Godzilla's flesh and blood to practice martial arts. He just closed the door tightly after he entered the basement.
All that was left was a video that was opened at the right time, and a book called "Basics of Nian Ability" with the word "Nian" attached to the last word without any malicious intent.
Because "Dragon Blood Secret Technique" is a martial art that can reach the level of immortals and demons, even in the world where it was born, it is the top secret secret of the Holy Land.
This profound and profound wisdom cannot be penetrated even one ten thousandth by the current Baitang Mirror.
And whether Godzilla can be recognized as dragon blood by the "Dragon Blood Secret Technique", so that he can participate in the operation of the technique and use it for his own use.
These are all uncertain things.
If Hakudo Kyung hadn't recognized Godzilla's identity, the terrifying future of monster chaos would have been too urgent.
With the young man's confident but not reckless character, he would definitely not take such a risk.
He would rather let himself stay in seclusion in a steelmaking factory for five or ten years and practice slowly, rather than go crazy!
In this world where there are no seniors who have cultivated inner strength, what is the difference between being possessed and dead?