Topaz was stunned.
Why would IPC cargo ships show up here? As far as she knew, the IPC shouldn't need to dispatch supply ships to this region.
But the higher-ups often had all sorts of strange ideas, so Topaz didn't dig deeper.
She didn't suspect anything wrong with the ships.
After all, the IPC's goods weren't so easy to take.
"They're probably in a rush. No need to bother. Just note down their serial numbers. I'll deal with it once we return."
"Yes, ma'am!"
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Winter in Belobog isn't cold.
"The atomic furnace inside Godzilla can keep Jarilo from experiencing overly cold weather even without deliberate operation. Cold can be considered Godzilla's enemy."
Welt held a cup of hot tea—something he had prepared in advance before Himeko finished grinding her coffee.
"I'm not sure if an ordinary Godzilla could do that, but the deity of Jarilo certainly can."
Godzilla hates the cold.
Although this bit of cold couldn't even make him feel chilly, he still disliked it.
"With a whole atomic furnace inside, no wonder Herta is so interested in Godzilla. I also heard Herta asked Asta to prepare enough minerals."
At the mention of this, Himeko gave a helpless smile.
Only Asta would spoil Herta like that. Well, "spoil" might not be the right word—Herta is Asta's idol and also someone who shielded her from her family's nagging. Anything that made Herta happy, especially if it cost just a bit of money, Asta was more than willing to do.
"More than that, I'm more curious how far Herta will go, and also Madam Ruan Mei. I've heard much about her expertise in biological research. If she joins in, I'm really worried they might create something truly dangerous."
Ruan Mei from the Genius Society— Welt had heard of her. Her achievements were well-known throughout the universe, each one a rare marvel.
She actually worried Himeko more than Herta did.
Biological researchers always ended up creating bizarre and shocking things.
"For now, let's relax. I don't think Godzilla will let Herta take control so easily."
That was all Himeko could say to reassure him.
"By the way, where's Dan Heng? I haven't seen him around lately," Himeko suddenly asked, remembering the most level-headed member of their trio.
"Dan Heng? There are more Xianzhou people in Jarilo now. You know his identity—he's gone back to the express."
Hearing Welt say that, Himeko didn't ask further.
Dan Heng had a special status, and this time, the visitors included those from Luofu—people he was particularly concerned about. The younger generation was fine, but Yukong might recognize him. It was better for him to avoid them.
...
"What's Passenger Dan Heng thinking about, pom?"
Pompom looked at Dan Heng, who sat on the sofa with a heavy expression, scratched her head, and waddled over.
"Is there some trouble? If there is, just tell Pompom. Pompom will help you solve it!" Pompom patted her chest confidently.
"Hmm? Nothing really. Just a bit tired. A lot has happened lately."
Hearing that, Pompom nodded deeply in agreement.
"You're right. So many strange things have happened recently. So many monsters showed up before, Pompom even wanted to go help out!"
"Haha, such small matters don't need the express conductor to step in," Dan Heng replied with a light laugh.
Pompom shook her head, very satisfied with Dan Heng's "compliment."
"Oh, right—tell the other passengers, the express will be departing soon, so we need to hurry."
Dan Heng nodded and headed for the dispatch area.
...
At that time, Stelle and March 7th were on Godzilla's back, eating watermelon with Tingyun.
Due to the sudden snow, Belobog still had a large stock of fruit. To avoid waste, fruit prices had been massively reduced this year.
For example...
Crunch, crunch, gulp.
Washed watermelons were being swallowed whole by Godzilla in piles. The crunching sounds echoed loudly in the open area.
There were also bright red watermelon slices—only the flesh remained.
Two eating styles were being alternated.
"Ah, Godzilla's life is so blessed. When will we get to enjoy things like this too?" March 7th compared her watermelon to the ones Godzilla was eating and felt a strange sense of disparity.
She also wanted to live like that!
"Hehe, if Miss March wants to, then once you arrive at the Luofu Xianzhou, you can visit a place called Eternal Night Marquis. I still have some connections there and can ask them to prepare in advance for your visit."
"Really? Really?!" March 7th's eyes lit up instantly. She grabbed Stelle's shoulders and shook her.
"What are you thinking about?! Did you hear that?!"
"I'm thinking about how to get big bro on the express."
"...…"
"..."
March 7th facepalmed, "I mean, if your big bro really gets on the express, where would we sleep? And Pompom would never allow it, right?"
She truly didn't expect that Stelle was still thinking about getting Godzilla aboard the express.
Should she call her persistent—or just hopelessly naïve?
"Eh, Dan Heng messaged me."
Just then, March 7th felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. When she opened it, it turned out to be a message from Dan Heng.
"Sigh, too bad our next stop isn't Luofu. I really wanted to go see it for myself."
"Oh? You two didn't know? The Luofu Xianzhou is actually very close to Jarilo right now. About... two jumps away."
"That close?!"
March 7th was instantly tempted. She turned to the still-confused Stelle, grabbed her by the shoulder, and whispered, "Hey, do you think we could start a vote to get Pompom to change course?"
"Uh, would that really work?"
"Come on, trust me. If we make a fuss, cry a bit, get Himeko to soften up, and then sway the conductor—say it's our last chance, that life without seeing Luofu is a tragedy, and then wail a bit, wouldn't Pompom give in?"
Hearing what March 7th said, Stelle was immediately tempted.
March 7th's plan actually seemed quite feasible.
She didn't know what her own situation was, but according to something she had read in a book, a person's age starts being counted from the moment they first open their eyes.
She thought that made a lot of sense. Is there really anything hidden in the world that Zone 3's child wishes to see with a shield? Is there?
Tingyun had been listening in on their plan with one ear the whole time. Though she didn't know exactly what was going on, thinking of the express crew's atmosphere, it probably wouldn't be anything dangerous, right?
"Hm?"
Tingyun looked down in confusion, feeling as if Godzilla had moved.
Before she could figure it out—
"Boom!"
Godzilla stood up again.
Tingyun quickly reacted, grabbing the ridges on his back with practiced hands.
But the other two weren't so lucky.
"Waaah!"
"Heave-ho!"
"Ugh ugh!"
Tingyun's pupils shrank. The pressure on her legs instantly made it hard for her to hold on.
"I say, don't you two think it's time to let go?"
She looked down to see Stelle and March 7th each clinging tightly to a leg.
"Hehe, sorry, sorry," Stelle laughed awkwardly while holding on even tighter.
...
This time, Godzilla didn't get up because of an enemy.
His delivery had arrived.
"Just the first ten ships? Makes sense, the rest Silver Wolf arranged herself."
Counting the number, Godzilla nodded slightly.
In the next moment, a few cargo ships opened their hatches.
Countless energy-filled ores poured out, piling up into a small mountain on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The combined energy of these ores was so immense that it even altered the local magnetic field.
The direct result was a surge in energy levels nearby, causing many creatures in the area to flee.
A moderate amount of energy makes living beings feel comfortable, but too much becomes harmful.
Creatures instinctively seek benefit and avoid harm.
"These… are from the Interastral Peace Corporation. And these ores..."
Tingyun fell into deep thought as she looked at the mountain of ores before her.