Pacific Rim Godzilla Beats Up Monsters

The people seated in the command hall exchanged glances upon hearing this, all wearing expressions of disbelief.

"Those counterparts in Sakurajima couldn't be that stupid, right? Not using the 97 as the main carry and letting a 95 go up there to mess around?"

Someone nearby muttered:

"Could it be because the previous pilot of the Sakura Saber couldn't even beat a reserve student from our base, and Sakurajima got so furious they lost their minds?"

"Are you talking about that student Luo Bing? I've heard of him. He's the next pilot designated by our base; even on a global scale, he's a top-tier genius!"

As everyone talked, they began to veer off-topic.

It wasn't until General Luo's voice rang out, silencing all the arguing:

"Deploy Wulei!"

"How Sakurajima chooses to act like fools is their business, but watching a monster break through the defense line and wreak havoc in the city—that is our dereliction of duty!"

"Letting a slacker with a Spiritual Connection Index of 95 serve as the main pilot... Hmph, Sakurajima has really lost their minds!"

General Luo was furious at the idiotic maneuvers from the Sakurajima side, but he remained dutiful and did not stand idly by.

Regardless of the conflicts and disputes between the two sides, the lives of ordinary people should never be used as bargaining chips!

Not long after General Luo gave the order, his private phone rang.

After taking it out and glancing at it, the stern expression on General Luo's face softened slightly.

He signaled to his deputy, then walked out the door to answer the call:

"Little Bing, how is your recovery going at home? Does your head still hurt?"

The person on the other end of the phone was none other than Luo Bing. He was staying in his dormitory to recuperate, using a headache as an excuse—a baseless, asymptomatic headache at that.

If a student with poor grades said they had a headache and wanted to go home to rest, they would most likely be asking for a beating.

But the treatment for a high-achieving student was completely different.

"Uncle Luo, I'm doing better. It's nothing major."

As Luo Bing spoke, he glanced outside and saw Luo Yun still focused on the television. He lowered his voice to express his gratitude:

"Uncle Luo, thank you for what you did regarding Xiao Yun."

General Luo didn't say much, only sighing:

"Try to guide Xiao Yun more while you're at home. That child carries a lot of pain and hatred in her heart."

"It's fortunate that her Spiritual Connection Index hasn't reached 95 yet, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to offer any advice."

Anyone with a Spiritual Connection Index above 95 is a promising talent worthy of close attention. With proper training in the future, they have a chance to become excellent Pilots at 96, or even 97.

If General Luo were to suggest docking five points from such a promising talent, he would be facing a military tribunal!

"I understand, Uncle Luo. I will make sure to guide Xiao Yun properly."

"Uncle Luo, what is the deal with the monster invasion? Why was it the Sakura Saber that went out to meet the enemy? Shouldn't it have been our Wulei?"

General Luo glanced left and right. Seeing that there were no bystanders, he lowered his voice to explain to Luo Bing:

"Little Bing, with your intelligence, you should be able to see that this sub-base of ours holds great strategic significance."

"Nine out of ten monster invasion incidents originate from the sea, and at most, they come from places like inland saltwater lakes."

"Sakura Island is our natural shield. As long as it isn't breached by monsters, a vast area of our coastal region remains safe!"

At this point, General Luo sighed:

"Keeping the enemy outside our national borders is always to our advantage. Therefore, we can afford to turn a blind eye to Sakura Island's little schemes."

"This time, since the Sakura Island side wants to add a bit of glory to their new Pilot, we'll let them have their way."

Luo Bing had already considered these things.

What he was concerned about was something else:

"Then, can the Sakura Saber win?"

General Luo on the other end of the line let out a blunt, unfiltered curse:

"Win my foot! The people over at Sakura Island must have water in their brains. They didn't put the 97 Spiritual Connection Pilot in the main seat, but sent up the 95 instead. Their innate reaction time is half a beat slower than the monster's, and the Sakura Saber's base stats aren't even as good as this Iron Hammer. If they manage to win, it won't be because the Sakura Saber is strong, but because this monster must have water in its brain!"

Seeming to realize that his swearing wasn't very dignified, General Luo gave a soft cough and then added:

"However, Little Bing, you don't need to worry too much. This Iron Hammer won't be able to stir up any trouble; I have already ordered the Wulei to sortie!"

"That's good. Thank you, Uncle Luo. I understand."

"Don't stand on ceremony with Uncle Luo. If it weren't for Brother Luo arriving early back then, my name would be on that monument too..."

Halfway through his sentence, Old Luo remembered that the names of Luo Bing's parents were the ones hanging on that very monument, and he suddenly faltered.

He couldn't even finish his sentence properly.

He coughed twice and hurriedly changed the subject:

"Little Bing, get some rest early. Strive to recover soon and return to your daily training. The next Pilot of the Wulei is definitely going to be you!"

"I'll try my best, Uncle Luo."

Hanging up the phone, Luo Bing's expression had already turned somewhat grim:

"Junko... I told you long ago, what is yours is yours; you shouldn't be so yielding!"

As for what happened with the Sakura Saber mecha, Luo Bing could guess at least a little bit.

In his memories, Koizumi Junko's personality was far too gentle; she was not a strong-willed person.

One concession inevitably leads to another.

Until finally, she gave up the pilot's seat!

But Junko, there are some things you cannot yield. Letting someone without the ability sit in that seat is an act of irresponsibility toward millions of citizens!

"It seems I have to make a trip there."

Luo Bing closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his consciousness.

Once his eyes were shut, a blueprint of a giant, monster-like creature appeared in his mind, impossible to forget.

It was an upright giant beast with two short arms, two incredibly thick lower limbs, and a heavy tail, with dorsal spines on its back like a Stegosaurus.

As a transmigrator who had watched Godzilla movies, Luo Bing was certainly no stranger to this image in his mind.

However, the name below this blueprint was not Godzilla, but 'King of Monsters'.

And below King of Monsters, there was a progress bar, or perhaps an experience bar?

Underneath this experience bar, it was further divided into five sections.

They were 'Body Size', 'Skills', 'Evolution', 'Active Time', and 'Grand Roulette'.

For the past few days, aside from merging with the original owner's memories, Luo Bing had been pondering how this thing—which seemed to be his Golden Finger—was actually used, and what purpose these many sub-interfaces served.

After mulling it over for so many days, he had some idea.

He just couldn't be certain yet.

Only one phrase could sum up the most fundamental truth of it all:

"Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth!"

"Then... I'll just have to try it out myself!"

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Praise the sun.

006. Can I Become Light Too?

Several days ago, on the very day he transmigrated, Luo Bing had already discovered his Golden Finger.

Perhaps it was out of concern that he might become the disgrace of all transmigrators, or perhaps because this world needed a hero? Or maybe for some inexplicable reason, like needing a monster.

In any case, Luo Bing had brought this Golden Finger, titled "King of Monsters," with him when he transmigrated.

First of all, this Golden Finger had no tutorial sprite, nor did it have any other form of linguistic description; it was entirely up to Luo Bing to figure it out on his own.

Secondly, this King of Monsters Golden Finger was usually as still as a dead pig, showing absolutely no activity.

Luo Bing estimated that there wouldn't be any changes until he filled up that experience bar.

And furthermore...

This Golden Finger certainly wouldn't just stay in Luo Bing's mind, forcing him to close his eyes and contemplate to view it!

Luo Bing had a feeling.

As long as he wanted to, he could become light.

Cough, cough, cough, wrong show.

It should be said that as long as Luo Bing wanted to, he could transform into that King of Monsters displayed in the diagram!

This also gave Luo Bing a preliminary understanding of his initial identity; wasn't this just the human form of an Ultraman?

The only difference was, the human form transforms into a Giant of Light, revered by all in the multiverse; when ordinary people see one, they immediately perceive it as a member of the lawful good faction, a great hero who saves the world.

But what Luo Bing was going to transform into was one of the little monsters that Ultraman bullies.

Although Godzilla wasn't just some little monster, but the defender of Earth's original ecological balance who held the title of King of Monsters—a programmer of sorts who lived on a fixed salary from Mother Gaia, specializing in fixing all bugs that disrupted the balance.

However, these background stories of Godzilla were only known to Luo Bing, the transmigrator; no one else knew them.

In their eyes, Godzilla was just a monster!

Monsters are the enemy!

This was the main reason why Luo Bing felt so hesitant about his Golden Finger after fully absorbing the original owner's memories.

Monsters could never be the guardian deities of humanity.

In this world, the guardian deities of humanity were the ones created by their own hands—those precious giant mechs!

Monsters?

They were enemies that had to be wiped out entirely; even if they couldn't be destroyed, they had to be repelled!

Glancing at the Tokyo TV Station program, the heroic red figure standing in the seawater came into view once again.

Luo Bing, a substitute pilot, could clearly see the slight sluggishness in the Sakura Saber's movements.

Although, this was because he was an expert in the field.

To the eyes of an ordinary person, that slight delay would look like perfectly measured movements, with no issues whatsoever.

If Junko were the main pilot, there wouldn't be these problems. I know exactly what Junko is capable of... but now that it's been swapped for this Nakamura guy I've never heard of...

Luo Bing gritted his teeth.

He didn't know if the issue with the Sakura Saber's main and secondary pilots was a requirement from the Sakura Island side, or if Nakamura had pressured Koizumi Junko into it privately.

Regardless of the situation, since it was already a fait accompli, he had to change it!

"Xiao Yun, I'm heading out for a bit. You go ahead and eat; I'll eat as soon as I get back!"

After giving Luo Yun a quick instruction, Luo Bing grabbed his jacket and headed out the door.