192: Chapter 190 The Madman's End, Everything's Done

"Drop the guns."

Luo Yu scanned the four people still gripping their weapons.

His voice was not loud, nor was his tone heavy.

However,

Four guns hit the ground simultaneously.

The crisp sound of metal striking the ground was particularly jarring in the quiet bunker.

Luo Yu's gaze passed over the mercenaries and researchers, landing on the person sitting against the wall in the innermost part.

Dr. William—sixty-seven years old.

The top geneticist in Eagle Country, a nominee for the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine, former chief researcher at the Eagle Country National Laboratory, and technical director of the Mechagodzilla project.

The creator of the "genesis" project.

At this moment,

He sat there, looking like nothing more than a tired, gray-haired old man.

Luo Yu squatted down in front of him.

The distance between the two was less than a meter.

"Dr. William."

Upon hearing these words, William raised his head.

There was no fear in his eyes, or perhaps the fear had passed its critical point and turned into a numb, hollow calm.

"Marshal Luo Yu."

His Chinese was very standard, with a Beijing accent; he had likely been a visiting scholar in Dragon Country when he was young. "You won."

"There is no such thing as winning or losing."

Luo Yu said lightly: "You were never at the table to begin with."

"..."

Before the words had even faded,

William's mouth twitched.

Truly, these words were more stinging than any insult.

"Do you know what you opened?" Luo Yu asked.

"Heh!!" William replied weakly: "The entrance to the High-Dimensional world."

"Do you know what is in that world?"

"I thought... I thought I could trade with them."

"Trade?"

Luo Yu tilted his head, as if he had heard some kind of joke: "Trade with what? With seven underdeveloped knockoffs? Or with the entire Earth?"

William was silent.

After a few seconds, he spoke, his voice very soft: "You don't understand. You will never understand. You possess Godzilla, you stand at the very top of the food chain, you never have to think about what humans should do if that monster didn't exist."

"I built 'genesis' because I do not believe human destiny should be entrusted to a reptile."

"Not a reptile." Luo Yu corrected him with a serious tone, "It is the king of the titans."

Beside them, Godzilla was sniffing the leg of a folding bed; hearing the word "reptile," its ears twitched, and it looked up to glare at William.

"Hiss."

The information contained in that low hiss was quite rich, roughly translatable as: Who are you calling a reptile?

William subconsciously shrank back.

This action shattered the last bit of his dignity; he, a Nobel Prize-level scientist, was scared into shrinking his neck by a palm-sized Lizard.

"Your thoughts are not important. Your original intention is not important."

Luo Yu stretched, his tone flat as he said: "You opened a door that should not have been opened. The things on the other side of that door already know of Earth's existence. Although the beacon is destroyed and the coordinates lost, the memories of high-dimensional beings will not disappear. They will come looking sooner or later."

"This debt is on you."

William opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.

Because Luo Yu was right.

The beacon was destroyed,

But that High-Dimensional Hunter had already "seen" this world.

Its wounds would heal, its anger would settle, and then it would turn into something calmer and more planned.

Initially, he thought he was playing a big game.

Now he finally understood that he had just thrown a rock at a tiger from outside the cage.

The rock didn't kill the tiger,

Instead, it made the tiger remember the location of the cage.

"Take him away."

Luo Yu said into the communicator.

Three minutes later,

A special forces team from the Dragon Country military descended from the transport plane, rushed into the underground bunker, and brought all seventeen people under control.

When Dr. William was escorted past Godzilla, Godzilla was squatting on the ground licking its claws.

The Little Lizard raised its head,

And used those golden slit pupils to look at this white-haired old man.

Then,

It yawned.

That appearance was just like seeing a fly that had accidentally flown into a cafeteria—its presence was equal to zero.

William's footsteps paused for a second.

He stared at the palm-sized Lizard, images flashing through his mind of it shattering the High-Dimensional Hunter's arm with a single breath in the surveillance footage.

Then he closed his eyes.

When he was being taken away, his shoulders were slumped.

Not because of the cold,

Not because the handcuffs were too tight.

It was because the string that had supported him for ten years had completely snapped.

...

After the bunker was cleared,

Luo Yu took another turn inside.

The database had already been cleared by William in advance; although this old man was crazy, his technical proficiency was still on point. All core data was either encrypted and transferred or physically destroyed.

However, it didn't matter.

With Pandora here, intelligence from the High-Dimensional world could be extracted slowly. Although this little snake was ridiculously cowardly, the amount of information in its belly was not small.

Luo Yu walked out of the bunker and returned to the ice surface.

The Antarctic wind had picked up again,

Wrapping crushed ice particles and hitting his face.

He looked up.

The sky had returned to normal,

The pale light unique to the polar day covered the dome; there was no purple light, no white-gold radiance, everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened.

But under his feet,

That giant hole with a diameter of two kilometers was still open.

The crater, blasted out of the three-thousand-meter-deep ice layer by Godzilla's low roar, would not heal in a short time.

"General Zhan Kuang, the job is done." Luo Yu picked up the communicator.

"So fast?" General Zhan Kuang's voice came from the other end of the communicator, clearly not having snapped back to reality, "The one from the high-dimension..."

"Ran away. Two arms broken, took a beating, and the beacon is shattered."

The other end of the communicator was silent for three seconds.

"Can you tell me something normal?"

"William is caught, seventeen people, not one escaped. The lab has been cleared, and all titan replicas have been destroyed."

"That's more like it!"

General Zhan Kuang's tone finally became more normal, but... as if thinking of something, he immediately became nervous again, "The high-dimensional side... will there be trouble later?"

"Yes."

Luo Yu thought for a moment before adding: "But... not now. The beacon is gone, they can't find this place in the short term. It's enough time for us to prepare."

"Prepare for how long?"

"Don't know. Maybe a year, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years. You also know that the time flow in the High-Dimensional world is different from ours."

General Zhan Kuang pondered for two seconds: "Then what do you mean..."

"Business as usual. The plan to counterattack the abyss proceeds as planned. As for the matter on the high-dimensional side, we'll deal with it when they actually come."

After speaking,

Luo Yu turned off the communicator and walked toward the transport plane.

Godzilla ran ahead, short legs moving fast, leaving a string of small footprints on the snow. After running a few steps, it felt the speed wasn't enough, so it simply jumped up and landed on Luo Yu's shoulder to lie down.

Mothra retracted into its hair accessory state, clipped to Luo Yu's collar.

Pandora also behaved, turning back into a bracelet and wrapping around his wrist.

The transport plane's engines restarted, the roaring sound echoing across the empty ice field.

Luo Yu paused at the cabin door and looked back one last time.

Behind him was the white wasteland of Antarctica, the torn giant hole in the ice cap, and the ruins of the laboratory being slowly buried by the snow.

A dream that a madman had spent decades building.

Had been reduced to nothing, not even slag left, by a palm-sized Lizard in less than ten minutes.

Luo Yu withdrew his gaze and walked into the transport plane.

The cabin door closed.

The engines accelerated.

The heavy transport plane with red dragon patterns lifted off from the ice, pierced into the clouds, and disappeared into the grey-white sky of Antarctica.

On the ice field,

The wind swirled broken snow to fill the giant rift, bit by bit, layer by layer.

For that grave,

Covering it with the final lid.