160: Chapter 158 The Hands-off Manager and the Crazy Plan

The next day, just as dawn broke.

The training ground was already filled with sounds of wailing and howling.

More than twenty top elites from various countries around the world were lying in ankle-deep seawater, grimacing as they performed push-ups.

A faint light shimmered on everyone's body; it was the sign that their gravity bracelets were operating at full capacity.

Twenty times the gravity, combined with the resistance and pressure of the icy seawater, turned even the simplest movements into a torture akin to purgatory.

"One thousand two hundred ninety-seven... one thousand two hundred ninety-eight..."

Ivan gritted his teeth so hard they nearly shattered, the muscles on his arms knotted like rocks; every time he pushed his body up, his bones groaned under the unbearable strain.

Not far away, Ivy was in an even worse state. Her beautiful blonde hair was soaked by the seawater, sticking tightly to her face, and her originally proud features now showed nothing but paleness and stubbornness.

"Where is Marshal Luo Yu?"

An Awakener from the Western European Alliance couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed face-first into the water. After choking on a few mouthfuls of salty, fishy seawater, he struggled and roared, "Why isn't he coming today?"

"Shut up!"

Ivan let out a low, hoarse roar with all his remaining strength: "Do you want to be eliminated? Have you forgotten how we were beaten the day before yesterday?"

"..."

Hearing this, the Awakener shuddered. Remembering how they, these proud children of heaven, had been utterly crushed by Luo Yu the day before yesterday, he immediately fell silent, simply gritting his teeth and continuing to move up and down.

Meanwhile, the Luo Yu they spoke of was currently sitting leisurely on the top-floor terrace of the Supreme Command Headquarters, enjoying the sea breeze and sipping the premium Dahongpao tea that General Zhan Kuang had specially ordered for him.

"Hiss, hiss."

Godzilla lay on his lap, fiddling with an empty teacup with its small claws, looking bored.

"Chirp~"

Mothra perched on Luo Yu's shoulder, gently preening its wings with its antennae, seemingly uninterested in the struggles of those "weak creatures" downstairs.

General Zhan Kuang walked over with long strides, holding his tea mug. He plopped down opposite Luo Yu and grinned as he watched the miserable state of the elites downstairs: "You kid, you're a natural instructor. These proud children of heaven have been completely tamed by you."

"I have no interest in being any kind of instructor," Luo Yu said calmly, taking a sip of tea.

"Huh?" General Zhan Kuang was stunned. "Then what is this..."

"I plan to be an absentee manager."

Luo Yu set down his teacup and gazed out at the boundless ocean, a hint of gravity in his eyes. "I'll leave the rest of the training to you."

General Zhan Kuang nearly choked on his tea. He widened his eyes: "What? Leave it to me? Are you kidding me! They came here for you; I can't keep these troublemakers in line."

"You can do it."

Luo Yu said nonchalantly: "I've already drawn up the training plan. We'll start at twenty times gravity and increase it by five times every half month, up to fifty times gravity."

"The training content includes, but is not limited to, underwater combat, volcanic heat resistance, polar cold resistance... In short, do whatever it takes to torture them."

"As for those recovery potions and various equipment, just have the Research Department supply them at full capacity. Anyway, the various countries will pay for it; we're guaranteed to make a profit."

"Wait... what exactly are you trying to do?" Hearing this, General Zhan Kuang was completely confused. "Such an important task, and you're just washing your hands of it?"

"Because I have more important things to do."

Luo Yu turned his head to look at General Zhan Kuang, saying each word clearly: "Their training can only make them qualified cannon fodder at best, to clear out the grunts in the Abyssal Great Army. The only ones who can truly decide the fate of humanity are Godzilla and Mothra."

Hearing this, the playful look on General Zhan Kuang's face vanished, replaced by a grave expression.

He knew that what Luo Yu said was the truth.

"Godzilla's current evolution progress is too low."

Luo Yu took a deep breath and said in a calm voice: "The next evolution is nowhere in sight. Within a year, relying on conventional training and absorbing nuclear waste, it's impossible for it to grow to a level where it can contend with the main bodies of the three kings of the abyss."

"Then you intend to..." A vague, uneasy premonition arose in General Zhan Kuang's heart.

Luo Yu didn't answer directly, but instead asked: "General, do you know what in this world contains the most immense and pure energy?"

General Zhan Kuang was silent for a moment, then slowly spat out two words: "Nuclear weapons."

"Exactly."

A flash of madness crossed Luo Yu's eyes. "I want Godzilla to eat all the nuclear weapons in the world, including all nuclear raw materials, backup Nuclear Power Plants, and so on."

"Hiss!" Even a battle-hardened general like General Zhan Kuang, who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, couldn't help but gasp when he heard this.

He stood up abruptly, staring fixedly at Luo Yu, his voice trembling: "Are you crazy?! Do you know what you're saying? That is a nation's ultimate trump card! It is the cornerstone of maintaining global strategic balance! You want countries to hand over their nuclear weapons at a time like this? That's harder than making them cut off their own flesh!"

"Unless... Earth has reached a critical moment of life and death."

"Heh... now is the critical moment of life and death."

Luo Yu said something shocking: "In the face of beings at the level of the three kings of the abyss, so-called nuclear weapons and so-called strategic balance are just a joke. Do you think a few thousand or ten thousand nuclear bombs could kill a king of the abyss? Don't joke around; that would only become their after-dinner dessert, and might even make them stronger."

"..." General Zhan Kuang's lips moved, but he found he couldn't refute it at all. Because what Luo Yu said was the bloody reality.

"So, rather than keeping those useless 'lumps of iron,' backup Nuclear Power Plants, and nuclear materials, just waiting to be snacks for the Abyssal Giant Beast, it's better to take them out now and feed them to Godzilla, allowing it to complete its ultimate evolution."

Luo Yu stood up and walked to the edge of the terrace: "This is our only chance, a massive gamble where the stakes are the future of all humanity."

"Hiss!" Godzilla seemed to understand, jumping up in excitement. Its golden vertical pupils were full of anticipation, and it was almost drooling.

"Chirp, chirp!" Mothra also excitedly flapped its wings, emitting a crisp cry.

"Gulp." General Zhan Kuang looked at the human and the two beasts, his shock beyond measure. He picked up his tea mug and downed the already cold tea in one gulp.

"I understand."

"I will immediately report your plan to the Supreme Command Headquarters of the military, but I expect those old guys will be scared into heart attacks."

"They will agree," Luo Yu said with confidence. "Because they have no other choice."

General Zhan Kuang gave a wry smile: "I hope so. So you kid, are you really going to be an absentee manager from now on?"

"Of course." Luo Yu nodded as if it were only natural. "I need to conserve my energy and adjust my state to prepare for Godzilla's upcoming 'gourmet feast.' I'll leave this babysitting work to you, General."

After saying this, Luo Yu picked up Godzilla, and Mothra obediently landed back on his shoulder. He turned and walked toward his room, leaving General Zhan Kuang with only a dashing back view.

"I..." General Zhan Kuang looked at the elites from various countries still struggling downstairs, then back at the direction Luo Yu had left, feeling his temples throbbing.

"Damn it, why do I feel like I've been scammed by this kid?"

Oh well, better head to the capital first, then come back to train these so-called "geniuses."