A breath knocked down all approaching drones.
Godzilla closed its eyes again. This time, its evolution didn't lead to complete dormancy. It remained awake.
Let's begin again.
Initiating its evolution once more, a mysterious force began to circulate within Godzilla's body.
Something was changing, altering Godzilla's physical structure.
Godzilla could sense it—a residual force opening pathways within its body.
At the most microscopic level, it was changing something, making a portion of Godzilla's cells weaker.
Yes, not stronger but weaker.
It was transforming Godzilla's cells from their current incomprehensible level of life into a level that ordinary life could understand.
A level where cells could be replicated and transformed by the cells of other life forms.
Godzilla's cells were transitioning from being a virus targeting Godzilla's type of life to becoming a virus that could infect ordinary life.
Simultaneously, Godzilla could sense that the tunnels within its body had successfully opened.
Inside its body, those weakened cells, now turned back into proteins, were drifting outward through those pathways.
As the wind blew, cells were scattered everywhere, floating for kilometers. They settled on places hit by yesterday's storm and torrential rain, making contact with tree leaves.
Originally able to resist almost all viruses in the natural world, the outer layer of the tree leaves was effortlessly invaded by these cells.
Now, Godzilla's cells could be considered viruses.
Once inside the trees, these cells split into two parts. One part, after dividing the main body, recombined into a strange shape and followed the tree's pathways toward the roots.
The other part, like ordinary viruses, pierced through the plant cell walls, executing their instructions.
They delved deep into the plant cells, but instead of using the plant cells to replicate themselves, they added a completely new DNA segment to the plant's original DNA.
In this world of life, many life forms had viral DNA within their DNA. It could be said that, over countless years of evolution and conflict between cells and viruses, both sides had long since merged with each other.
Now, the Godzilla virus was condensing the countless years of struggle into a single day.
In the quiet forest, a unique ecosystem belonging to Godzilla was taking shape.
While Godzilla evolved, its body emitted something to the entire Australia—a kind of radio wave, a proclamation, a declaration of the establishment of a new ecosystem.
Animals that had escaped human ecological experiments before began moving toward Godzilla's location. They seemed to have heard something.
It was the sound of belonging.
Ah, the creatures on the ground were blessed! Their belonging was about to come!
The sky rumbled. Centered around Godzilla's body, the sky suddenly darkened.
Another storm was born, making it impossible for human eyes in the sky to see through.
Deer, rabbits, and various other small animals rushed out of the mountains, heading towards the hot ruins. They didn't seem to care about the scorching ground beneath their feet.
How many were there? A few hundred, or perhaps a few thousand? Maybe even tens of thousands?
The blessed spirits rushed toward Godzilla, reaching out their limbs to catch the breeze carrying Godzilla's cells, eager for a new life.
A few hundred deer, a few thousand rabbits, and tiny insects ran to Godzilla. They stood silently, as if devout believers bathed in divine grace.
Four-legged spirits knelt before the dark mountain. Whether deer, rabbits, or other spirits, they all naturally showed a submissive posture, paying homage to Godzilla.
The dark mountain opened its eyes, and the azure pupils seemed to reflect the entire planet. Its gaze was full of love as it looked at these beings, emitting a low roar.
It was like the birth of water spirits, announcing something.
On the first day, storms covered the sky, the sea surged, but no raindrops fell. Only the silent roar of nature, the roar of this world.
Human monitoring from the sky became ineffective. They could only occasionally see something through the fleets on the sea.
They saw deer kneeling in worship, rabbits submitting, and a forest seemingly responding.
In their hearts, a sense of absurdity involuntarily rose.
Rather than the abode of the king of destruction, it seemed more like a sacred place where a saint resided.
Otherwise, why would animals approach? Why would the forest respond?
They didn't know how to explain the submission of all things. Their existing science and systems couldn't provide an explanation for this phenomenon.
It seemed that only theology could interpret it. Only in religious scriptures like the Bible would such scenes appear.
Godzilla, is it a god?
On the second day, the storm continued and intensified, much like the unusual night before.
It covered half of Australia, turning the entire continent into a world of white and gray.
People, not only high-ranking officials but also others, witnessed all of this on weather satellites.
They were astonished by the storm breeding where Godzilla was, not knowing what exactly had happened there.
However, unlike the common people, the real upper-level officials were already at their wit's end after seeing this storm.
They had completely lost control over Godzilla, and even unmanned fleets had to retreat due to the massive waves caused by the storm.
Probe.
They also couldn't see what exactly happened in the center of the storm where Godzilla was.
In the end, why could Godzilla trigger such a storm! This was completely illogical! How could science explain it!
People were troubled and frustrated by this matter, and what made it more difficult for them was that recently, they discovered the wings of Ghidorah, located in deep space, had accelerated again last night.
At the current speed, it would take only five or six days for the wings of Ghidorah to reach Earth.
This was ten days faster than the expected time!
The current underground shelters and non-frontline railguns were still in the preliminary stages of construction. If they really arrived in 5 or 6 days...
The consequences would be unimaginable.
Compared to Godzilla, who seemed to have no clear purpose, the wings of Ghidorah were more troublesome.
The world shifted its focus away from Godzilla.
But on the third day...
The storm dissipated.
From it emerged an entity named "Earth."
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