Mobile City Farming Guide

Chapter 209 "Welcome Back, Lark" (4K)
Suddenly, activities featuring the Monarch Monster sprang up all over the world.

The staff in the command center trembled as they watched this scene.

"What exactly is going on? Why are so many Emperor-level monsters awakening and active at the same time?"

"Some of them are world-class, this is a huge problem!"

"Hopefully Jormungandr is just stretching her legs and won't actually set off! After all, every time she goes out in history, it always causes a huge mess!"

"What about that one in the sky? Could it be that he's made a move too?"

Unlike the flustered people around him, Kane appeared extremely calm, with even a slight smile on his lips.

"Oh, let me see what you big guys are up to?" he said casually.

"So what should we do, Mr. Kane?" someone asked in a panic.

Kane casually set the teacup aside and spread his hands out.

"Is this something I can control?"

Unlike the completely dumbfounded crowd, he simply took the elevator and left with a flourish.

"It's time for me to visit my beloved baby again."

The elevator carried Kane slowly down, eventually arriving deep within the research base.

What appeared before him was a giant plaza.

A giant assembly bay stands in the center of the square.

Inside was a colossal mechanical beast.

It was secured to a towering platform by dozens of thick superalloy restraint chains, its cold alloy armor gleaming deadly under the eerie blue maintenance lights.

Engineering drones swarmed around its massive body like bees, while laser calibrators scanned red lines across its joints.

Near the giant assembly bay stand countless large research devices, with hundreds of researchers either busy in front of the equipment or moving around the square.

To create this mechanical behemoth, the Titan Throne specially mobilized the best resources.

High-density titanium alloy nanoframework, reinforced hydraulic drive system at the joints, retractable missile pod mounted on the back, and rocket thrusters built into the legs.
It features a modular, replaceable design and a high-defense composite armor coating that can be quickly disassembled and replaced.

A super sensor that combines infrared, X-ray, and electromagnetic wave scanning capabilities.

Proton-screeching cannon, ultra-high temperature plasma cutting tail blade, shoulder-mounted missile array, and energy force field generating device.
This mechanical behemoth was armed to the teeth from top to bottom.

Upon seeing the person in charge approach, the researchers paused for a moment before speaking.

"Mr. Kane, are we conducting a resuscitation trial again today?"

“Of course.” Kane smiled.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but scratch his head.

"There's no need for everyone to worry so much. We can now completely lift the restrictions."

“This won’t do!” one researcher said worriedly. “Although the research has progressed smoothly from the beginning, it is ultimately…”

Kane simply waved his hand at this.

"let us start."

Through a series of procedures, the mechanical behemoth's energy gradually increased, and the program restrictions were gradually lifted.

Finally, its eyes lit up with a striking red light.

Like a giant beast, it slowly began to sway its body.

“Hello, Larry,” Kane waved to him. “How does it feel to be back?”

If one could see inside the mechanical behemoth, one would be able to see that its head and chest area are actually the brain and heart of the Monarch Monster.

The Monarch monster "The Defeated" Lak is thus resurrected through this mechanical body.

Looking at Kane in front of him, Lack let out a few low calls, seemingly to express his gratitude.

The two sides began communicating using a monster language translator.

First, Lark expressed serious dissatisfaction with being called a "loser." Kane waved his hand, indicating that he would be more careful in future interactions.

He then went straight to the point and offered his suggestions.

"You know what, Lak? Right now, Monarchs all over the world are suddenly becoming very active," he said. "I don't know exactly what's going on. Do you have any clue?"

The red light in Lark's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were somewhat shocked.

He first shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Then he realized something and let out a low cry.

Kane couldn't help but smile slightly upon hearing this.

"You're asking if Ignatius will come? Oh, of course it will. After all these years, I'm sure you're eager to take revenge on this old enemy, aren't you?"

Lak let out a low growl, and the translator accurately relayed its words.

"of course."

Under Kane's orders, the researchers nervously lifted most of the restrictions.

With his body completely liberated, Lak mastered his new body in a very short time.

"How clever!" one researcher exclaimed.

Kane waved vigorously at Luck.

"Get training hard, and I'll make sure you cause a huge scene when the time comes!"

On the edge of a continent's coast, city ruins.

Under the pitch-black night sky, unnatural giant whirlpools surged on the sea surface, as if some enormous creature was awakening in the deep sea.

Suddenly, the seawater collapsed to both sides as if it had exploded.

Amidst a roar like a tsunami, rows of giant, serrated dorsal fins were the first to pierce the surface of the water.

Immediately afterwards, a colossal beast emerged from the water.

The Monarch monster "Star Destroyer" Garras then appears.

As this behemoth moved, the entire coastline trembled, and the tide was pushed aside by its weight, forming a devastating shockwave that swept across the coastal buildings.

Galas tilted his head back, a deep rumble rising from the depths of his throat, then...
"Roar!"

A deafening roar tore through the night sky, the sound waves whipped up a gale, shattered windows, overturned vehicles, and even made distant skyscrapers tremble slightly.

Galus began his march, the earth cracking beneath his feet, concrete and steel twisting like paper.

at the same time.

Beiqiongzhou, atop a snow-capped peak reaching 10,000 meters.

The biting wind howled and roared at the mountain's summit, thick snow clouds hung low like lead, and the sky seemed to settle along with the ancient mountain peak.

Unexpectedly, a muffled tremor came from the mountain, like the heartbeat of a sleeping giant awakening.

The surface of the ice instantly cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and tiny ice crystals trembled in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the entire mountain began to shake, and the accumulated snow collapsed like a waterfall, creating a white frenzy that blotted out the sky.

"boom!"

As the ice cap on the mountaintop suddenly shattered, a giant figure burst forth from the ice.

The Emperor Monster, "Heavenly Pride" Had.

He let out a piercing scream, the sound waves shattering the ice walls for several kilometers around, and an avalanche swept down the mountain like a tsunami.

Had began to flap his wings, gathering strength.

The moment its wings flapped, a violent airflow tore through the clouds, creating a visible shockwave. Mountains collapsed beneath its feet, and snowflakes swirled and danced in disarray.

Like Gallas, Hader's eyes were also fixed on one direction.

A few seconds later, he suddenly flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

The entire mountain collapsed completely in the shockwave from its takeoff.

Had suddenly took off, soaring higher and higher. However, as he flew through the sky, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and he even let out a low cry.

It was as if they were seeking someone's consent.

Though it is a prodigy, the sky does not belong to it.

At the headquarters of the Apocalypse Church, Victor slowly walked into the conference room.

At this moment, all the cardinals had assembled.

Everyone came because of the sudden activity of the Emperor Monsters.

Victor nodded to everyone and then slowly took his seat.

Looking around, he couldn't help but speak.

"Where is the Holy See? Didn't he come?"

The cardinals showed no surprise at this, and instead all looked at Victor.

The latter then suddenly realized what was happening and lightly slapped his forehead.

“Oh, look at my memory!” he said. “The Holy See should be busy forging the Son of God right now and won’t be able to spare any time.”

“Do you know, Victor?” a tall cardinal said in a deep voice. “The Titan Throne’s artificial Emperor Monster project has succeeded.”

As he spoke, he clenched his fist.

"The Emperor Monster is an extremely dangerous entity in itself, and the Titan Throne is simply playing with fire! They even intend to continue this plan!"

Victor and the other cardinals, on the other hand, seemed much calmer about this.

“Anthony,” he slowly called out the other’s name. “Actually, our Apocalypse Church’s Son of God project is several times more dangerous than the Throne of Titans.”

Cardinal Anthony paused for a moment, then slowly nodded.

“Yes, you’re right,” he said. “Everyone’s crazy, they’re all playing with fire.”

Soon, the cardinals began to discuss serious matters.

It mainly targets the Monarch Monsters that suddenly appear around the world.

Should we intervene?

"The Emperor Monster is no small thing. If we were to intervene, we would have to send out at least a Level 5 mobile city. And not just one or two."

"Right now, all the Level 5 mobile cities in our cult are on critical missions and are completely unable to spare any resources."

Anthony was not giving up and continued to press for answers.

"Which level 5 mobile city can complete the mission and escape the fastest, and what is the exact timeframe?"

"It will take at least a week. But one is far from enough!"

"What about the Iron Brotherhood and the Titan Throne? Do they have any Tier 5 mobile cities they can utilize?"

"I'm afraid their situation is the same as ours."

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Victor immediately looked at a cardinal.

"Cicero, stop drinking tea and tell me your ideas as soon as possible."

The cardinals who were talking were all taken aback and looked at the cardinal sitting in the main seat.

He was an old man with gray hair. His face was like marble weathered by time, its features sharp and defined despite the years.

Broad eyebrows and slightly high brow bones made his deep eyes appear even sharper and calmer.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Cicero slowly put down his teacup.

"Let's not forget, the Emperor Monsters can communicate across vast distances," he said calmly. "This time, they've probably reached some kind of agreement. In any case, we need to prepare contingency plans in advance."

"What contingency plan?" someone asked instinctively.

Cicero looked around at the puzzled crowd and then spoke.

"A contingency plan to fight all the Emperor monsters simultaneously."

Upon hearing this, the meeting room fell silent.

“Isn’t it unnecessary to make such a fuss, Cicero?” Anthony’s expression changed slightly. “On another note, we can have the Titan Throne communicate with the Imperial Monsters.”

“The Monarch Monsters are not pets or playthings; they are more intelligent than humans and possess the ability to think for themselves,” Cicero said, emphasizing each word.

After exchanging ideas for a while, everyone reached a consensus.

“Then let’s follow Cicero’s advice and develop an emergency plan based on the standard of waging war against all Imperial Monsters,” Victor concluded. “Not only us, but also the Titan Throne and the Iron Oath Brotherhood.”

He then looked at Cicero.

"What should we do about that giant snake?"

The so-called great serpent naturally refers to Jormungandr.

Cicero, on the other hand, gave a concise answer.

"We must get rid of her, no matter the consequences."

The meeting quickly came to an end.

As Victor was leaving, Cicero couldn't help but call out to him.

"Victor."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Hiss, whom you personally trained, is indeed very good."

Viktor paused for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with me. He made his own way."

Cicero looked at Victor and couldn't help but laugh.

“The flag,” he said suddenly.

"Huh? What?"

Viktor was initially stunned, but then he realized something and chuckled softly.

“Cicero, if you’re going to play riddles with everyone again, there’s no need for that. We admit that none of us are as smart as you.”

“This time it’s not a riddle,” Cicero said slowly. “Haven’t you heard about Bishop Hiss personally leading the charge and waving his flag on the battlefield? It was his encouragement that rallied the troops on the southern front and crushed the monster army in one fell swoop.”

"Is that so?" Viktor suddenly realized.

He really didn't know anything about these things, only that Hiss was seriously wounded and fell into a coma during the war.

As he spoke, he gently patted his chest.

"For this reason, Heath also had many mechanical organs replaced."

Upon hearing this, the cardinals exchanged glances.

Not only Victor, but almost everyone on the show is equipped with all sorts of mechanical prosthetics, and their bodies are also filled with various mechanical organs.

Everyone is very, very old.

“This seems to be the only way to become a cardinal,” Anthony said, tapping his mechanical prosthetic thigh lightly. “I reckon I’ll be retiring soon.”

The retirement of cardinals is not, in the conventional sense, a resignation from their posts and a leisurely retirement.

Instead, it ceases to function with all mechanical prosthetics and organs and enters a state of eternal rest.

No one was particularly surprised by Anthony's retirement proposal.

After all, Anthony is already 162 years old.

When he was born, the Silence Protocol didn't even exist yet.

He wasn't even the oldest of the cardinals.

“Living a long time can indeed make you feel tired,” a cardinal remarked. “I can’t remember many things from the past; I only dream about them occasionally.”

(End of this chapter)