Rebirth begins at Skull Island

Chapter 232 After the War
"This is ABC Frontline Television, and I am your frontline reporter Marilyn Monroe."

"With the departure of the monster Godzilla and the monster giant ape, the crisis in Oakland has been temporarily lifted..."

"You can see that there are devastations and ruins everywhere..."

"Hello everyone, I'm Martin Luther King Jr., a frontline reporter for the Washington Post..."

"The position I am in now is the most central position of the monster war."

"We can see that the expressway in this section has completely collapsed, and the specific property losses of the people cannot be calculated."

"The only thing I can be thankful for is that the war did not break out in the city..."

"Dear viewers and friends in front of the TV, I am Louise Lane, the front-line host of the Planet Daily."

"Now we are officially visiting a survivor who was less than 200 meters away from the monster at the closest time."

"Mr. Gnar, may I ask you, it was a..."

Far away in Atlanta, Georgia, Elle and Grandpa Goethe have been watching the TV.

Watching that over and over again, different channels, different TV stations' broadcasts or live broadcasts.

They saw countless people crying with their corpses in their arms, or kneeling or sitting with blank eyes and lost in the disaster.

All of this made Ellie's family feel very depressed.

"Dingling...jingling...jingling~"

At this moment, the phone at home suddenly rang, immediately attracting the attention of the three people in the family.

Grandma Du Li was the closest, she reached out and picked up the phone.

"Hi, this is Thomas's house..."

"Huh? Aaron?"

As soon as she heard this, Aili jumped up from the sofa without stopping, hurried to the kitchen, and took the phone from Grandma Du Li's hand.

"Aaron! How are you doing!?"

On the other end of the phone, Aaron was in a guest room, holding a phone and sitting by the bed.

"I'm fine, but Rod..."

He glanced at the boy on the opposite bed, his face was a bit puzzled:
"He has been sleeping since he came back at noon, and has been sleeping until now..."

"Just sleeping? Are you not injured?" Ellie's eager concern came from the phone.

"The physical problem is not serious. It has been checked, and now it is the problem of lethargy."

"Initial guess is that there is serious energy loss..."

Hearing Aaron's speculation, Ellie sighed softly on the phone, and said:
"Then let him sleep first."

-

The White House Office at this time.

The black president watched TV with several cronies and aides.

What was broadcast on the TV was a news about mutants helping and rescuing trapped people at the southeast battlefield of Oakland.

In the picture, a metal giant more than two meters high lifted a cement slab weighing several tons, allowing others to successfully rescue the people under the cement slab.

After watching, the president turned off the TV, turned around and scanned the crowd, saying:
"I have something to say later, there is one more."

With that said, he turned on the TV again and tuned to another channel.

The picture played on this channel is an enlarged picture.

Obviously it was obtained through long-distance shooting.

In the screen, three mecha fighters from the United States are playing the scene of the male and female Muto fighting head-on.

The video is not long, it will be over in a while.

After the end, the black president turned off the TV again, dropped the remote control, put his hands together and asked:

"Just two videos, what do you guys think?"

All the staff looked at me and I looked at you. No one spoke the first word.

Only General Kebal, who is the spokesperson of the military, paused and said:
"Your Excellency, do you think our mech fighters are too weak?"

The president didn't say a word, but after all, the people here have been working together for many years. The president didn't say anything, and the words on behalf of General Kebar hit the president's mind.

Someone started, and the group of staff behind them followed with confidence.

"General Kebar is right, and I think so too."

"Yes, that's right! Mecha, it's too weak!"

"It's hard to open a chrysanthemum beast, let alone those titan beasts!"

Seeing that these staff members would only follow suit, Obap became even more depressed.

In order not to get angry in the office, he tried his best to restrain his emotions, then turned his head and looked at his chief staff member.

The latter also seemed to understand what the president meant when he saw him, coughed lightly, and after quieting the whole office, he said:

"Mutants want to change the status quo."

"As long as the Mutant Registration Act is not revoked, their status will become more and more embarrassing day by day."

"But as long as the bill is revoked, more mutants will jump out and endanger society."

"That's why I suggest that the issue of mutants be put on hold for the time being, not dealt with, not revoked, and it is best to let the mutants ask for us."

Hearing this, the black president nodded, and then motioned for the other party to continue.

Seeing this, the chief staff member also understood that the president had listened to his words, and while he was happy, he continued to speak:

"The mech fighters of the KSI company are actually not weak in combat power."

"Judging from the fact that we have fought against Kaiju Beast many times and won."

"The combat effectiveness of the Mecha Warrior is not weaker than the Kaiju Beast."

"It's just that the enemies facing the enemy are not limited to the Kaiju beast crawling out of the ocean."

"Then what do you say?" General Kebar asked in a deep voice.

"Improve the quality or quantity of mech fighters!"

Facing the suggestion put forward by the young chief of staff, General Kebar shook his head and said:
"It's useless, the 'Dangerous Wanderer' is already the most advanced design, but it still can't stop the big bug a few times."

A plan was rejected, the young chief of staff did not compromise, but pondered for a while, and added:
"In that case, let's compete."

"Find another company and ask them to do a different design, and tell them we'll pick and choose."

"I heard that there was a company called Trask Industries that had its own research on war machines?"

Hearing this, Kebal raised his hand, indicating that he had the right to speak.

"Trask Industries focuses on artificial intelligence robots."

"In terms of individual tonnage, it may be much worse than that of KSI, but in terms of quantity, they can achieve mass production."

The young chief staff officer gave General Kebar a thumbs up and said bluntly:
"Very well, it's him."

"It's time to give them an indicator and let them compete with each other."

"Whoever wins will get the government order."

"Of course, this is only on the surface. The actual operation is still up to us..."

The meaning of the latter is unclear, but those who can appear in this office basically do not have an IQ resistance of 120.

The crowd immediately understood what the young man meant, and they all smiled and nodded in agreement.

But no one found the eyeball of the last man in the staff.

Suddenly it turned yellow.

(End of this chapter)