Synaptic Translation

Moreover, once this was done, even a full tank of fuel would be completely consumed within ten minutes.

So Gers ultimately classified the motorcycle as a one-time support or assault vehicle.

Gers became especially excited after the motorcycle was classified. If the international situation had not been so tense, he would have loved to take it out for a spin.

The scientists were excited as well. This experimental motorcycle, produced by a temporarily established project, had been created to verify the feasibility of miniaturizing anti-gravity technology.

Who would have thought it would succeed so quickly?

Of course, its drawbacks were also exceptionally obvious.

But for Gers, who loved speed and thrills, none of that mattered!

Besides, it was simple to manufacture, and its materials could be replaced at any time. In any case, most of the motorcycles produced would be used only once.

The cost-performance ratio was incredible!

After the initial experimental results came in, in a laboratory set aside elsewhere, Quilstein stared at the Synaptic Translator in his hands—the device designed to be worn on the head—then glanced at the Monster Sub-Brain in the tank, which was even more sanity-draining than Cthulhu.

For a moment, he fell into deep thought!

Quan Tiehua's broad hands held a small bag of potato chips. He sat cross-legged inside, his expression extraordinarily devout.

If Dullens had been there, he would certainly have loudly rebuked him. During the regiment's past days, whenever they prayed to the Emperor, this kid's expression had never been as faithful as it was now toward a mere bag of chips!

Quan Tiehua closed his eyes and let out a long breath, then shook the bag of chips rapidly up and down. Hearing the rustling inside, he was instantly moved to the point of tears.

He tore it open gently, and the aroma rushed into his nose!

He reached in, grabbed two chips, and stuffed them into his mouth. But because his entire body had grown larger, those two chips barely registered.

So he tipped his head back and poured the whole bag in.

Later on, people could often see him in the base hugging a huge transparent bag of chips, one enormous hand reaching in to grab another handful and stuff it into his mouth.

If he did not eat them now, he might not get to eat them later.

"What happened?" As he passed the Command Room, he heard anxious voices coming from inside and poked half his head in to ask.

But in the next second, he was drawn in by what appeared on the huge screen inside the Command Room.

Two enormous monsters crossed wave after wave, heading toward the brightly lit city.

His memories of Pacific Rim surged back. They had traveled through time to 2024.

Although, by now, Huaxia's terrifyingly complete industrial production chain had already produced several mechs incorporating the technology they had provided,

and they had all been providing guidance throughout the process, Quan Tiehua had not lost track of time. The story had now reached the final stage of Pacific Rim's plot.

The battle for Hong Kong.

It had also been the most shocking moment for his younger self. Especially the Danger Wanderer, which had grabbed a ship and swung it like a baseball bat—it had been unbelievably cool.

It seemed the protagonist Raleigh and Mako had completed their initial synaptic link. But according to the plot, their outcome would probably not be very good.

"Are you going into battle?"

He carried the chips into the combat Command Room, but the personnel in charge shook their heads.

"Crimson Typhoon is enough for the scene. I think Shattered Dome Base can hold them off."

Quan Tiehua fell silent. But after remembering that, when they had returned to the base, they had learned that Crimson Typhoon was their messenger of information, he still added, "Be careful. Based on our long experience fighting countless aliens, we can say with certainty that these aliens from the other wormhole absolutely possess intelligence. They will also upgrade their tactics accordingly."

The person in charge was stunned. Ever since the monsters had emerged, nobody had ever considered this possibility.

Everyone had assumed that the wormhole was merely a natural phenomenon of the universe, one that had happened to appear on another planet and connected to Earth.

And that these monsters were simply native wild beasts from that planet!

But now that Quan Tiehua had put forward this theory with such absolute certainty, they could not help falling into deep thought.

Seeing them like this, Quan Tiehua turned and left the Command Room, eating chips as he went.

To be honest, when he learned that the monsters' blood could almost replace Promethium Fuel, he developed a tremendous interest in the Precursors civilization on the other side of the wormhole.

Once they seized some, cloned it a few times, and adjusted the formula, would they not have an endless supply of fuel?

Although the Empire forbade cloning, that was only what they said publicly. At worst, they could simply learn from Krieg later!

The problem was that they probably could not go outside right now.

Ever since they had arrived at this base, Huaxia had been verbally battling the other nations at the United Nations Assembly.

They had cut down America, blown up John Bull, crushed Great Russia, and trampled Gaul Rooster!

They had been invincible beneath the heavens! There was even a faint hint of the same domineering spirit they had shown when they crushed seventeen gangs back then!

So much so that they could now arrogantly say, "You want to talk territory with me, huh? Huaxia has always been here. I'll take your two rivers first! We can talk after I plant my flag. I'm telling you! I can even step on your head and take a dump! A-mer-i-ca!"

And this matter absolutely could not be admitted. As for those who claimed they should cooperate for mutual benefit—

Did they think that was possible?

If you did not hand over the technology, people outside could only speculate. Even if they were one hundred percent certain, they still had no concrete evidence!

But the moment you handed it over—even if you claimed to have handed over everything—as long as you did not reveal its fundamental source, those bastards would assume you were still hiding most of it.

They would also use that as an excuse to launch countless investigations and try to force their way in!

So there was absolutely no way they could admit to this!

Furthermore, to prevent them from being driven into a desperate corner, they had to fully understand the technology and begin applying it as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, Huaxia's complete industrial chain had truly played a crucial role. With the Astartes assisting with command and guidance, their speed could only be described as advancing a thousand miles a day!

With anti-gravity technology, and with Huaxia being the first to fully understand and apply it, they had already begun gradually attempting to build spaceships!

Over the past few months, they had also been launching rockets frequently. Although the rockets still looked exactly the same on the outside, applying anti-gravity technology had allowed them to carry cargo and materials far beyond the previous limit.

Huaxia's Tiangong Space Station changed almost every day.

If not for the bickering between the two sides on the surface, along with the threat of the monsters, everything happening with Tiangong would have been exposed long ago.

Most of the Astartes sat in the specially approved training warehouse, watching the replay on the huge LCD screen. It showed the coastline outside Shattered Dome Base in Hong Kong.

Tail Rat and Turtleback Tortoise had both already come ashore.

Crimson Typhoon, Eureka Striker, and Cherno Alpha were battered and covered in wounds, but they had already formed up.

They were simply waiting for the two monsters to enter their ambush zone!

Because of the impact of the two monsters landing in Edo, the United Nations members had no choice but to immediately begin reallocating funds to the PPDC to prepare for monster attacks.

But judging by the movements of these two monsters now, it seemed that the direction of their attack had changed.