Preparation

There was a lot of work. I didn't even have time to sleep and digest the Kaiju I ate. And all this because of a lack of money. Thinking about it, I was starting to get angry at this so-called world council. Because of them, I had to waste my time working instead of focusing on my own growth.

Lack of time was also very stressfuling. I've always been amazed at the movies, where people work with technology. They do it so fast it seems impossible. It is enough for the hero to sit down at the table, and in a day he made some incredible device that can save the world.

Such movies and novels seem absurd when I remember how I used to repair things myself. First you spend hours trying to figure out what the problem is, then you sit half a day with that soldering iron trying to fix the problem.

There is another example of the unreality of these technological geniuses. To create a chip, you need a device that costs billions of dollars. And there are only a few such devices in the world. This device is very large and takes up a lot of space. All companies order the development of their chips from the owners of these devices.

How a technological genius can physically bypass this problem and make high-tech devices himself in just a few days, weeks or months. Even if it took them months, it's still too fast. I think it takes at least 1 year to make just a prototype and another 3 years to mass produce that prototype.

And this is the main reason why I am here trying to make money. Because in order to do all the things necessary for our victory, we need to work on them now, but the world council does not give money for this...

'They've already gotten under my skin!' I became angry with every blow of the hammer I delivered. It's not that I couldn't stand this and go my own way; it's just that their actions truly led humanity towards death.

Dismissing these thoughts, I continued to work again. There should be another Kaiju attack soon, so I had to hurry. Having built a new small island, I set about melting metal. The first thing I did was make tools like the anvil and the hammer. It was rough, but it was enough for me to harden my axe.

While working on the axe, I remembered how the Kong's tribe used Godzilla's plate for an axe. When Godzilla charged this ax with his atomic breath, it became a very powerful weapon. I don't have Godzilla's back plate, but my armor can also glow and explode…

But I didn't want to tear out my own armor for an experiment. I can take a different armor... I have two options. The first is to find the corpse of the clone and take its armor for yourself. The second option is to find the place where I was nuked and find the remains of my first shell.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to do it anymore. First I had to kill the next Kaiju. I wondered if the aliens had come up with anything new since my previous hunt near the portal. I had a feeling that they would not leave it unanswered.

BOOM

BOOM

Now I was making a spear for myself. Having melted the metal, I hit it, turning it into a thin long stick. I used part of the metal that was needed for the sale, but I didn't care about that.

I turned the metal into small 1 meter (3.2 ft) cubes for sale. While working on them, perfectionism came to life in me. To be sure of the effect, these cubes were melted by me several times and hardened again with a hammer into a square shape. So I was sure that my energy would be sufficiently concentrated in them.

The first batch of cubes was already sold, and surprisingly, this batch was bought by the United States for 1 billion dollars. This is good money for a few days of work. There were enough people willing to buy my metal to keep me busy for several years. Now Marshal won't complain to me that he has a lot of work, because I have a lot of work too.

BOOM

After making a long metal stick, I started working on the end of it to turn it into a harpoon. After releasing the fire, I melted the metal again and began to shape it.

Yesterday, Yun approached me and told me about the possible effect of my energy on viruses and bacteria. It was interesting to listen to, but I didn't care about those issues. First we have to survive the war against the Kaiju, and then we have to think about the problem of bacteria.

I also remember that the movie that first introduced Godzilla-Earth also had people exposed to Godzilla's energy for generations. It did not seem that these people suffered from diseases.

Perhaps nature will become more aggressive towards humans in the future, but humans too fast destroy nature. If this continues, the whole earth will turn into a desert, so it will not hurt if nature becomes more active in protecting itself. It can restore the status quo between people and nature.

I can only hope that people will use my metal wisely and control the growth of the plants.

'Done!' I held the long and heavy spear in my hand, inspecting it. He was still red from the temperature. The spear was longer than I was tall. I made it so that I could get my enemy from afar. It will be especially useful underwater, where Kaiju have an advantage in swimming speed.

After I was done, I returned to the main island. The gold had long been taken from the island, so it was not so crowded. People calmly went about their business.

Placing the spear under the wall, I went inside my house and sat down there to rest. On the other side of the room was my jetpack. The scientists were doing something on the computers next to him, and the engineers were climbing on the jetpack and constantly checking something.

Looking at their work, it seemed to me that having one jetpack was too unreliable. At any moment, someone can unscrew some bolts and cause an accident. You have to be especially careful when they rework it for space flights.

Getting up off the ground, I walked over to the jet pack. The scientists immediately paid attention to me because they did not know what I wanted.

"Do you want to redo this jetpack for space flights?" I asked them a question.

"Yes..." The scientists looked at each other and answered uncertainly. They already had a project for changes, so they wanted to start taking it apart.

"Leave it as it is."

"But we already have sponsors for the flight into space. We cannot abandon the project."

"Better make a new jetpack. It will be longer and more expensive, but in case of an accident, we will have a backup option."

"We will inform the Marshal about this." The scientists answered. We had a limited budget, so such decisions were difficult to accept. Despite billions of dollars coming our way, it still wasn't enough. The more complex the technology, the more it costs. Don't think these guys I'm talking to are do-it-yourselfers. Thousands of engineers work with these scientists. They are only the tip of the iceberg.

"There will be a Kaiju attack soon and I will go to the portal again, but I need the jetpack ready to go."

"We will do everything!" The scientists answered, and I left them alone.

Sitting on the floor, all I could think about was the next attack. This attack couldn't be normal after what I did. Aliens are always inventing something new to more effectively achieve their goal.

A strange feeling came over me. It wasn't like fear, but I was really worried. Sitting alone in my room, I mentally prepared myself for the battle. Despite the fact that I already had many years of experience fighting Kaiju, I was still overcome by a feeling of anxiety. `Was it because I decided to challenge the aliens? But I did it every time I single-handedly killed a Kaiju.`

With experiences came doubts. Was it worth doing? I could just kill the Kaiju and not show off. But on the other hand, being the only titan in this world, I have to be ready to fight anyone, even if I might die from it. This is the way...

There, under the water, no one will help me. My life will be on the line near enemy territory.

'Looks like I never became a battle maniac.' Paying attention to my own feelings, I could only come to this conclusion. Exhaling heavily, I left my room again. I took my renewed ax in my right hand and my spear in my left hand.

The people on the island knew where I was going, so they followed me silently with their looks. Approaching the edge of the island, I smoothly descended into the water and swam to the portal.

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