489: Giant cigarette

"Good lad!"

In extreme pain, Godzilla mustered a sliver of strength and said to Pan Han.

Pan Han looked at it with interest; its primordial spirit was actually in the form of an adult, which should be the true appearance of No. 0.

"Old La! How are you feeling? If you can't take it, call a stop immediately."

"I surrender! Withdraw your divine ability."

No. 0 had been waiting for Pan Han to speak, so it immediately took the opportunity to back down; any later, and it feared its body and soul would be annihilated.

Pan Han was not one to make things difficult for others. Seeing No. 0 surrender, he immediately extinguished the Starburst, and it vanished into thin air.

The battlefield instantly returned to a state as if nothing had happened.

All life on 438 Planet suddenly felt the pressure vanish.

No. 0 also felt much more comfortable; its primordial spirit nodded at Pan Han and quickly flew back into its body.

Although Pan Han had only just learned it, he could already control it with such ease, showing just how monstrous his strength was!

After more than ten minutes, Godzilla finally gradually recovered.

It came before Pan Han, placed one small claw below and one above, and bowed to the victor.

"Pan lad, you won. I concede."

The words themselves were fine, but they sounded damn awkward!

What does "I concede" mean? Is that how you surrender?

Pan Han frowned, but the next moment he was amused.

He saw Godzilla's two eyes constantly darting up at Pan Han, rolling around, which was quite cute.

"I guess this old guy is relying on being a senior and can't bring himself to lose face. Forget it, these little details don't matter."

Pan Han thought for a moment, raised his hand, and Godzilla slowly rose from the sea.

"Hey! Kid, what are you doing!"

"Old La! I'm taking you for a flight!"

After saying this, Pan Han shrank his body to normal size and rode on Godzilla's neck.

A magical scene occurred; a pair of wings hundreds of meters long suddenly grew on Godzilla's back.

"What's going on?" Godzilla looked back and was startled by its own wings.

This is way too damn ugly!

I'm a perfectly good monster; what's with growing wings?

A bird?

Don't you know that I and birds are mortal enemies?

"The Starburst from earlier reshaped your body. The wings came naturally. Why are you nervous? Isn't it good to be able to fly?"

Pan Han hadn't expected Godzilla to object to this.

"Good my foot! I'm so heavy, wouldn't I be exhausted from flying?"

Godzilla said in a muffled voice.

"Hahaha!" Pan Han became even more certain that this No. 0 evolver must be the brother from another mother of Lao Liu.

Their tempers were too similar!

"Old La, this pair of wings can utilize the laws of heaven and earth, so how could you be tired?"

"Really? If you're lying, you're a puppy!"

"Damn it, if I'm lying to you, I'll turn into Godzilla, okay!"

"Okay!"

Godzilla was finally reassured. With a thought, the wings began to flap.

Sure enough, it flew up effortlessly. It didn't seem to be because of the wings; those things were just for show, and it was likely flying through willpower.

After paddling its feet a few times, Godzilla adapted to flight and floated steadily at an altitude of a thousand meters.

"Wow! So flying is this fun."

"I told you, but you didn't believe me. Now you like it, right!"

Pan Han stood up, standing proudly on top of Godzilla's head, and lit a cigarette.

Ask yourself, is there anyone in this world who stands on top of Godzilla's head to smoke?

Now there is!

"Wait for me to fly higher and see the sunlight."

After saying this, Godzilla flapped its wings and flew straight towards the ten-thousand-meter altitude.

In less than ten seconds, the tens of thousands of tons of monster passed through the thick clouds, floated above them, and bathed in the sunlight.

"So the sun is this beautiful!"

Godzilla narrowed its eyes, spread its arms, lay on its back, and was so happy it was blowing snot bubbles.

"Old La, we can be considered to have become friends through fighting. Are you willing to follow me?"

Seeing that the time was right, Pan Han began his recruitment plan.

"Pfft! Isn't it better for me to soar freely in this world? Why should I follow you!"

Although Godzilla said this, it lay on its back with its eyes slightly closed, showing no intention of resisting or defending.

"You're being a bit of a rascal. You can't beat me, yet you won't surrender. Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to die, but I don't want to follow you either, unless..."

"Alright, alright, just say it. I've never seen such a good negotiator of a beast."

"Damn it, I'm a monster!"

"Hurry up and say it. Unless what?"

"You have to give me some benefits. I'm so powerful; it would save you a lot of trouble if I just helped you solve some problems."

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Pan Han really wanted to pinch its nose and kick it a few times.

"What kind of damn trouble could I possibly have on this planet?"

However, he eventually restrained himself, rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of an idea.

"Benefits, right? Just you wait."

Pan Han snapped his fingers at the sky, and instantly, a giant cigarette over a dozen meters long and half a meter thick appeared in his hand.

This was a product he had created by using his divine sense to combine 2,000 cartons of cigarettes from his spatial storage.

To be honest, it still hurt a bit.

It's too expensive!

However, the next second, Pan Han felt it was worth it.

Because Godzilla's nose twitched, and it immediately opened its eyes, which were glowing with golden light.

"Is that actually a cigarette?"

"Hehehe, haven't smoked in a long time, have you? How's this offer?"

"Hmph! Even if I jump from the clouds and fall to my death, I won't take a puff of your cigarette!"

Pan Han didn't pay any attention to it, shoved it directly into its mouth, and then lit it with a snap of his fingers.

The sizzling sound of the flame burning the tobacco made the moment seem unusually quiet.

"So fragrant!"

Godzilla exclaimed after taking a puff.

The aroma of tobacco directly intoxicated No. 0's primordial spirit.

He hadn't tasted this flavor for many years and even thought he was dreaming.

Despite being over a dozen meters long, it didn't last long; after a few puffs, half of it was already burnt away.

Godzilla then slowly opened its eyes and said, "With this thing, we can talk."

"Old La, smoke slowly. If you keep going like this, I won't be able to afford you!"

Seeing this, Pan Han gasped; he had underestimated Godzilla's lung capacity.

Even if it only smoked one a day in the future, that's still two thousand cartons!

Does he have to open a cigarette factory just for it?

"Don't be so stingy! Although I can smoke, I can also work!"

Although Godzilla's small claws only had three fingers, it still freed two of them to hold the cigarette, in the exact same posture as Pan Han.

"Actually, I don't even know what I need you to do! On this planet, I should be invincible."

Pan Han sat on Godzilla's belly, and facing its large nostrils, he also started smoking.

"That's not my concern; that's your problem. Anyway, since you let me taste the flavor of cigarettes, you have to be responsible to the end!"

"Damn! You wouldn't happen to be a 0, would you! Why is your tone so weird! What the hell am I responsible for?"

"I am No. 0 by nature! If you don't give it to me, I'll cause trouble for you guys every day. You scumbag!"

"Uh! Damn it, in the end, it's my fault." Pan Han took a fierce drag of his cigarette, a mass of murky air pressing in his chest that he couldn't exhale.

"Don't panic. I won't smoke this cigarette for free. Don't you want to know the fate of the first batch of high-level evolvers?"

"What?" Hearing this, Pan Han stood up abruptly.