176: Chapter 174 The General's Shock and the Starry Sky Buffet

"Moon... the Moon?"

"What?"

"Going to the Moon... the Moon??"

In an instant, although he had already anticipated it, General Zhan Kuang's heart was still surging with turbulent waves.

He had lived for over sixty years, crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood; what kind of storms had he not seen?

Yet today, he discovered that his imagination was still being repeatedly crushed into the ground by this young man in his early twenties before him.

Going to the Moon to "have a taste"?

Is this something a human can say?

The other generals in the conference room, every single one of them, were all petrified on the spot, their expressions as colorful as an overturned palette.

Someone had their mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.

Someone subconsciously picked at their ear, suspecting they were having auditory hallucinations.

The general in charge of strategic resources even grabbed the table, feeling his blood pressure starting to spike again.

"Marshal... you... you aren't joking, right?" After the general in charge of strategic resources reacted, he stammered, "The Moon... what's on the Moon? Besides rocks and dust, can nuclear bombs grow there?"

"Nuclear bombs, indeed, there are not."

Luo Yu turned around, a hint of a smile on his face, "But there is something 'tastier' than nuclear bombs there."

He reached out and tapped lightly on the holographic sand table in front of him.

The image on the sand table switched instantly; the image of Earth disappeared, replaced by a detailed geological map of the Moon, with enriched areas marked in striking red.

"Helium-3."

Luo Yu's finger pointed to one of the largest red areas, "A perfect, clean nuclear fusion fuel. Its energy density is several times the sum of all nuclear raw materials on Earth. More importantly, its reserves in the lunar soil are extremely astonishing."

"If I recall correctly, according to the data accumulated by our Dragon Country's 'Lunar Exploration Project' over decades, and the exploration of the Moon after the start of the Abyss Era, the total Helium-3 reserves on the lunar surface are estimated to exceed 30 million tons."

30 million tons!

This seemingly simple number exploded in the conference room like a heavy bomb.

Fierce Fire's eyes instantly turned red, and he slapped his thigh hard, making a loud sound.

"Damn it! How did I forget that!"

He showed an excited expression, muttering continuously, "That's right! Helium-3! The stuff our precious ones at the space agency have been talking about for decades! They said that if we could just bring back one truckload, Dragon Country wouldn't have to worry about energy for a hundred years!"

"30 million tons..." another general swallowed, feeling his throat incredibly dry, "If... if Godzilla could eat all of this..."

"Forget about evolving to the next stage."

General Zhan Kuang took over, his breathing becoming heavy, and said, "I reckon that even packing the three kings of the abyss as an appetizer would be more than enough!"

In an instant, the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere in the conference room was swept away.

Replaced by a kind of near-manic excitement and agitation.

The resources on Earth are gone? No matter! We still have an "external warehouse" floating in the sky!

"Helium-3... this stuff, really... can it be eaten?"

General Lie Huo thought for a moment and still asked with some doubt.

"Don't you understand Godzilla's menu yet?"

Luo Yu put down his teacup, smiled, and said, "As long as it's radioactive and can be converted into energy, it's all accepted. Nuclear bombs are like fatty braised pork, and this Helium-3 is top-tier marbled beef sashimi—pure, abundant, and filling."

Alright! This metaphor is vulgar, but... very vivid.

In the conference room, the breathing of all the generals became heavy at this moment.

Before their eyes, a magnificent scroll seemed to have already appeared.

A Titan Beast 1,480 meters tall, standing on the lonely Moon, opening its bloody maw, inhaling the sky full of lunar soil and dust, along with that legendary Helium-3, into its belly as if it were eating porridge.

That image... just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle and blood boil!

"Let's do it!"

General Zhan Kuang slammed the table, and the conference table made of special alloy was actually left with a clear handprint.

"Damn it, let's do it. Earth is too small a pond to raise this true dragon, Godzilla. It's time to go splash around in the sea of stars!"

"I second that!"

General Lie Huo also stood up, his face glowing, "Those kids at the space agency dream every day of building a 'Lunar Base'. Now it's great, we're going straight to the point and turning the Moon into our 'logistics base'!"

"But..." the general from the Strategic Department, this born "worrier," still couldn't help but raise the most critical question, "How do we go? Our most advanced 'Kunlun' series manned spacecraft can land on the Moon, but... that's just a 'compact car' for a few people. We can't have Godzilla... hanging outside, right?"

This question, like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguished everyone's fervor.

That's right, Godzilla is so big, how do we send it up? We can't have it jump up by itself, right?

"Who said we have to send the whole thing up?"

Luo Yu looked at the generals worrying about "transportation" and couldn't help but laugh.

He tapped his shoulder gently.

"Chirp~" Mothra, who had been lying quietly on his shoulder like an exquisite brooch, let out a soft chirp, flapping its small wings, circling around the conference room, scattering bits of brilliant scales.

Then, he pointed to the small Pandora snake coiled on his leg, sleeping soundly.

Finally, he pointed out the window to the East Sea, shimmering with golden light in the setting sun.

"You forgot, Godzilla can shrink too."

Luo Yu said meaningfully.

"..." The conference room fell into dead silence again.

The expression on General Zhan Kuang's face went from fanatical, to shocked, to dull, and finally, to a weird expression of being unable to laugh or cry.

Finally, he slapped his forehead. "Damn, I forgot that!"

That's right! They were here racking their brains considering rocket thrust, fairing dimensions, transfer orbit angles... but the subject wasn't even a creature of the same dimension! It could change size! There's no need to worry about payload capacity at all!

"So that means..." the general from the Strategic Department's lips trembled, "theoretically, we just need a spaceship that can safely get you to the Moon?"

"Theoretically, yes." Luo Yu nodded and smiled, "However, to be safe, let's use our Dragon Country's newest, safest, and most spacious one! After all, even though Godzilla can shrink, its temper isn't great. If it feels cramped on the way and throws a tantrum, disassembling the ship would be a headache."

As soon as this was said, the faces of the generals all showed expressions of shared apprehension.

They had seen Godzilla's irritable temper with their own eyes.

Letting this master squeeze into "economy class" was no different from lighting a cigarette in a powder keg.

"Use 'Kunlun' No. 3!" General Zhan Kuang decided decisively and firmly, "That is our current top deep-space exploration vessel, originally planned for Mars exploration. The interior space is large enough, and the energy system is the most stable. I will go tell the people at the space agency to calibrate it overnight!"

"Good." Luo Yu nodded, "Then it's settled. Give me three days to prepare."

"Three days?" General Zhan Kuang was stunned, "So fast?"

"It's just going to the Moon for a meal, not a blind date. No need to prepare too long."

Luo Yu stood up, stretched, and said, "Alright, it's settled. I'm going to see how Godzilla's bath is going and tell it we're going on a long trip."

After saying this, he walked out of the conference room leisurely under the gaze of all the generals.

Leaving a room full of people staring at each other.

"Old Zhan..." General Lie Huo poked General Zhan Kuang, who was still dazed, "Why do I feel like what we just discussed wasn't an interstellar expedition determining the future of human civilization, but rather... a spontaneous... cross-planetary farm stay?"

General Zhan Kuang's mouth twitched. He picked up the cigarette that had been on the floor for a long time, put it back in his mouth, and said vaguely, "You'll get used to it... In front of the Marshal, our vision might just be... at the farm stay level."