"Come on, let's watch something the TV stations aren't allowed to air."
With one arm around the little lunatic beside him, Su Ming told the Adjutant to put up a projection so they could watch what others were forbidden to see.
"Hee hee, is it the kind of thing I'm thinking of?" Harley immediately gave him a sidelong grin, and her little hands started misbehaving again. "We don't need to watch other people to get in the mood. How about I go change into a set of Amazon armor? Little Dai and I specifically learned how to play with ropes, hee hee hee hee hee."
"Quit it. You know that's not what I meant." He kissed her forehead and stroked the girl's tousled hair. "I meant the surveillance footage beneath Skull Island."
The Adjutant brought up the surveillance projection, showing them Zombie Tyrannomon's current situation, while also reminding Sheriff:
"Mothra has recovered after consuming the nuclear waste. Would you like to see her?"
Onscreen, the colossal beast made of countless zombies was still wrestling with a Kaiju. First, it roared with tens of thousands of zombie mouths, making its opponent obediently stand still. Then it pounced and gave it a vigorous spanking. The whole thing felt rather strange.
However, the Kaiju it faced was now being downgraded. Level-three Kaiju had clearly appeared before, yet it had now dropped back to level two. It seemed the Forerunners were throwing all their high-end goods into the Pacific Rim world, perhaps intending to slow their invasion here.
"I don't speak monster, so you can communicate with her. I remember there are quite a few radioactive planets in the star region where Contraxia is located. Pick her a prettier one. It'll look nice in the future too."
There was no shortage of radioactive planets,