After the battle against Shangang, Crimson Typhoon had been severely damaged and completely destroyed, though a small portion of its arm components had been preserved.
It was because of those remaining components that the newly rebuilt mech retained the name Crimson Typhoon.
That name had accompanied many events from the early to middle stages of the monster era. It had achieved countless victories while carrying innumerable memories.
Many people had not wanted that name to be completely shattered along with the battle against Shangang.
Thus, the title had been preserved, and Luo Bing had always kept it in mind.
Even though Luo Bing was now a transmigrator, he could still feel the original owner's special emotions toward Crimson Typhoon within those abundant memories.
It had become a kind of emotional and psychological knot.
Luo Bing wanted to fulfill that wish for the original owner.
Old Luo understood Luo Bing's thoughts to some extent.
He said softly:
"Little Bing, don't worry. Although it isn't Gold Stripe, I'll report everything about your performance. No one will misunderstand."
"The amount of strength you possess will determine the amount of responsibility you bear. If you want to pilot the Crimson Typhoon that once belonged to your parents again..."
Old Luo paused, as if he had thought of some concern.
Then he spoke again:
"In any case, don't worry. Crimson Thunder Blade cannot fully bring out your abilities. I'll apply to the higher-ups on your behalf."
Although it had only been his first battle, Luo Bing's abilities had already been displayed.
With Crimson Thunder Blade's current performance, his talent was being wasted.
Even if certain matters prevented him from securing the overhauled Crimson Typhoon, Old Luo would consider applying for a mech with even better performance specifications for Luo Bing.
Luo Bing should bring his talent to a stronger mech. That was what Old Luo thought now.
"I understand. Thank you, Uncle Luo."
After ending the communication, Luo Bing removed his helmet and remained silent for a long time.
Without the helmet, it was impossible to deeply connect with the mech and bring out all of its capabilities.
However, simple operations were still possible. Moving forward, backing up, lifting a leg—basic actions like those were not a problem.
Now that the monster had been eliminated and its death confirmed, he could remove the helmet and ease the pressure on his brain.
Noticing that Luo Bing seemed somewhat downcast, Junko softly comforted him from beside him:
"Luo Jun, if Uncle and Auntie saw how you performed today, they would definitely be very happy."
"You've now completely become the dependable big brother Xiao Yun always imagined."
Luo Bing smiled.
"Your praise sounds a little forced, but I should still thank you, Junko."
Then Luo Bing noticed that something seemed off about Junko's expression, so he took the initiative to ask:
"Junko, the look on your face tells me you have something on your mind. What are you thinking about?"
Junko nodded lightly. She did not want to hide anything from Luo Bing.
"Luo Jun, you were the only one piloting during the killing of the Serpent King Beast. I was just standing by and doing nothing... I think we should tell General Luo about this, so he knows just how capable you are."
"I clearly didn't do anything, yet I'm going to share the credit with you. I don't think that's right."
Luo Bing quickly shook his head, then looked at Junko sincerely as he said:
"Junko, don't underestimate your own efforts. If you hadn't reported some of Crimson Thunder Blade's crucial data to me, I wouldn't have been able to precisely keep track of the mech's condition from top to bottom."
"So today's victory was the result of both of our efforts. Don't say things like that again!"
"Th-this... I understand, Luo Jun."
"Mm-hm. Wulei is here. Let's see what Sister Wange and the others have to say."
Because Beast King Godzilla had participated, by the time Wulei arrived, all that remained in sight was the Serpent King Beast's corpse with a huge hole punched through it.
By the time Lin Wange and Lin Changge arrived, there was nothing left for them to do. They could have turned around and returned the way they had come.
But they obviously could not just head back like that.
"Not bad. Changge has paid close attention to your simulation scores. Every time I looked, they were perfect scores... Of course, I'm not jealous at all."
Lin Wange teased Luo Bing over the internal pilot channel.
"After all, I get perfect scores pretty often too. There's nothing to be proud of."
Lin Changge, who habitually remained silent, spoke up at this moment and exposed her older sister.
"You only get perfect scores occasionally. As far as I know, Luo Bing gets perfect scores on most of his exams, with only the occasional minor slip-up."
Lin Wange rolled her eyes.
"Yes, yes, yes. Your big sister really isn't the type who gets perfect scores all the time. But your grades are even worse than mine. Every morning when you get up early to study, your big sister is still sleeping with her teddy bear."
When it came to making people angry, Lin Wange ranked first and everyone else ranked second.
Junko's voice quietly slipped into the conversation.
"Does Pilot Changge usually pay a lot of attention to Luo Jun?"
Lin Changge's voice came from the other side of the channel, as cool and detached as ever.
"I merely pay attention to outstanding people because I want to become even more outstanding."
While the four pilots who had deployed were chatting beside the Serpent King Beast's corpse by the sea, a hurried figure burst through the Command Center's doors.
The intruder was also an observer.
He was responsible for reviewing satellite data from the Pacific region.
Useful information was reported upward, while useless material was saved and tossed into storage to gather dust.
Much of the data and intelligence on monsters had initially come from the satellite footage collected by these observers, which was then analyzed.
Old Luo had been directing several matters. Seeing how panicked the intruder looked, his heart sank, and a bad feeling rose within him.
Everyone in the base had undergone professional training.
Unless something truly earth-shattering had happened, no one would panic.
"General Luo!"
"Shangang!"
"Shangang! She has appeared!"
Whether Shangang was dead or not had always been a question.
Many people had argued over it for a long time.
According to the statistics, although Shangang had destroyed four mechs and severely damaged one while fighting five alone in that battle, she had not come out unscathed either.
According to detailed records compiled afterward, Shangang had sustained 197 minor wounds caused by mechs in that battle, along with 32 severe wounds.
Both of her front limbs and both of her hind limbs had shown obvious signs of splitting wounds. Only the two legs in the middle had remained relatively intact.
As for her internal organs, at least hundreds of tons of irregular masses of flesh had been torn out. Their forms had all decayed into indistinguishable lumps, making it impossible to determine which organs they had been.
At the same time, during that prolonged death battle, Shangang's toxic blood had flowed continuously. In the end, rough estimates suggested that at least several hundred tons of toxic blood had been spilled!
After spreading on a massive scale, that toxic blood had thoroughly polluted Malaya's land, turning it completely into a dead zone!
Although Shangang had fled into the sea after the battle, seemingly driven away in defeat,
many experts had speculated that she could not possibly have survived such grave injuries. No one knew where she might have died.
For the next several years, no trace of Shangang had been found. Thus, the belief that Shangang had died gradually became the consensus.
Although this King of Monsters had supposedly died, the disasters and suffering Shangang brought were still borne by the people who had survived.
It was also because of Shangang that the belief that the King of Monsters could not be opposed gradually became an international consensus.
But now, Shangang's reappearance had ruthlessly slapped everyone in the face.
She was alive. She was lively and well, and on this bright sunny day, she had once again come ashore on Malaya's land!
She had stepped onto the nation she had destroyed!
The observer tried his best to remain calm as he explained to Old Luo how Shangang had been discovered.
This had actually been a very ordinary matter, something that happened often in the past.
The observers discovered monsters, organized the footage, made preliminary assessments, and then handed it over to the data team and analysis team, who made the final judgment on the monster's data and threat level.
But when the monster that had been discovered was Shangang, who had vanished after being severely wounded years ago and had never appeared again, the significance was entirely different.
So many had been sacrificed, and Malaya had ultimately been contaminated by toxic blood in a mutually destructive battle and could not be saved.
And yet Shangang had not died?
"Shangang was discovered along Malaya's coast..."
The observer said in a trembling voice:
"We were conducting our routine monitoring of sea conditions. When the satellite camera swept across Malaya, we spotted a huge figure on the shore, so we guessed it was a monster."
"But after... after zooming in, we discovered it was Shangang!"
"This King of Monsters is lying by the sea, seemingly sunbathing, completely motionless."
The footage from the observation room had already been transmitted over.
On the large screen, a gigantic monster could be seen resting by the shore.
It was a creature roughly resembling a toad, though far leaner than one. Its abdomen possessed six predator claws, while its back was densely covered in lumps of flesh that would make anyone with trypophobia scream.
Those lumps stored massive quantities of venom, making them the ideal tool for polluting the environment and attacking enemies.
Shangang's head looked strangely like a monkey stitched together from different parts. With two fangs and sturdier forelimbs, she could even rise halfway upright and move like a gorilla.
What was worth noting was that although Shangang lay by the sea looking listless, apart from some scars, her body had completely healed.
All the injuries she had suffered in the Malaya National Destruction War had actually healed!
"Did she return to her territory the moment her wounds healed?"
Watching Shangang's leisurely posture on the screen, Dr. Chen frowned and suggested a possibility.
"Like that Four-Armed Satan on Lighthouse Hawaii?"
Old Luo asked in return.
Dr. Chen nodded and continued:
"Ordinary monsters also have some territorial awareness, but that instinct isn't particularly strong."
"There are plenty of examples of monsters being in the Pacific Ocean today and swimming into the Atlantic Ocean tomorrow."
"But the King of Monsters is different. They possess strong territorial instincts."
"Take that Four-Armed Satan as an example. He's the best example. After making his nest in Hawaii, he has almost never gone more than a thousand miles beyond Hawaii."
"And Shangang..."
Dr. Chen raised her hand and pointed at the lazy monster on the large screen.
"When she came to Malaya back then, she must have intended to make it her lair. But in the end, we drove her away!"
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