Humans were strange creatures.
They would always find themselves an opponent, no matter how unreasonable the opponent seemed.
Before they dominated the world, the Americans saw all other countries that stood in their way of becoming a superpower as their opponents.
After they became the world's overlord, they continued to look for such beings all over the world.
If they didn't exist in reality, they would rely on their imagination.
So, all kinds of aliens began to line up and arrive in New York or Washington to do square dancing with the people of the country. Then, the American heroes, whose combat power was comparable to urban management and intelligence, used various methods that seemed reasonable or not at all reasonable. For example, they found a random pilot to fly an alien spaceship that crashed on the ground a long time ago, brought some unlucky geek who was dumped by his girlfriend to fly to the mothership and plant a bunch of computer viruses on the mothership. Along with some proud works of female artists, they left behind a nuclear warhead that was as big as 180 little boys and set off fireworks to kill the unlucky alien friends.
In addition, complaining about why the aliens were always at odds with the Americans was as meaningless as complaining about why Ultraman was protecting the Earth, but the little monsters always attacked Japan, so the giants of light suddenly became the Tokyo Fire Brigade. Really, I'm not lying to you.
Then one day, they felt that it was boring to just fight the aliens! Aliens and whatnot are so weak!
Then, Resident Evil, Anaconda, and Mutants all popped up. Even at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, a few Godzilas would pop up from time to time to play some gay games with the Gundams built by the Americans with their actual and imaginary minions. While Ikari Shinji could pilot the prototype alone to fight the apostles head-on, the Americans' Gundams required two people to work together to fight against the small monsters. It could be described as a game of chicken pecking at each other …
Or maybe it wasn't enough, and the Americans finally felt that it wasn't good for the American heroes to save the world alone every time there was a human crisis. Then, the Hollywood directors slapped their heads and said, "Let's play natural disasters!" This time, they would bring their minions to save the world together.
So, you know, 2012 came, and the Ark was built in China. Let us thank the Arab tycoons who provided the construction funds and the unlucky Indian physicist who was the first to discover the disaster but was abandoned in the end. Who asked him to be born in Bollywood and not Hollywood?
Compared to so many world crises, there was no need to mention a certain monkey who was shooting planes at the top of the Empire State Building.
Sun Wukong thought so too. He thought that the gorilla who was killed by the humans in the end was a disgrace to him. Although gorillas and monkeys were biologically very different, Sun Wukong was an illiterate who did not even have a primary school diploma, right?
However, this didn't stop Goku from despising this gorilla.
"Master, Sun Wukong said that if he was King Kong, he would have made the people of North America miserable."
Listening to Ikaros's explanation, Eight-cloud Ink's mind went blank.
"I feel that if this goes on, I won't talk about life before the people are in dire straits …"
Clutching a strand of long hair in front of her chest, Yakumo had a headache as she looked at Sun Wukong, who had turned into a huge monkey and was still wearing a shiny golden armor, lying on the top of the Empire State Building.
"Hehehe … what a good show."
Little Warban had a gloating expression on his face, as if he was happy to see the Americans in trouble.
"I remember that this country also has a king, right? I really don't know how he will deal with this. "
"Now is not the time to care about this, right? That monkey was going to shoot planes at the top of the Empire State Building! Don't you feel ashamed? If Luo Cuilian knew that the monkey did such a shameful thing, she would definitely go crazy! "
"I don't know what that has to do with me …"
Little Warban shrugged and continued to put on an expression of [ignorant onlooker].
"If we let the monkey continue like this, we will have to fight with the UA army before we fight with Metis."
Eight-cloud Ink shook her head and was about to step forward to stop the monkey.
"Wait!!"
Athena suddenly stopped Eight-cloud Ink.
The little loli's face was a little anxious as she looked in a certain direction in the night sky.
"I just felt … a familiar breath, it's Metis. She was attracted by the noise made by Sun Wukong."
"Ah, there's another breath, the cold and annoying [Snake] breath."
Obviously, this sentence made Athena angry.
"Do you want to die?"
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"
Thus, young Wobban and Athena once again fought in the air.
It was really a fight. They were like children, pinching each other and rolling around in the air, rolling around, rolling around, rolling around …
"Hey, enough! One of you is a demon king, the other is a goddess, don't you feel ashamed? "
The two little guys were really embarrassed by Eight-cloud Ink's words. They immediately stopped fighting, stared at each other with cold faces, and then turned their heads at the same time.
"Hmph!"
"If it wasn't for the fact that my divine power hasn't recovered, I would've killed you already!"
"Hmm, I'll return that to you. When I recover my strength, I don't mind adding a few more to my powers."
At this time, Sun Wukong also sensed Metis' breath that leaked out because of his appearance.
The monkey grabbed the Golden-Hooped Cudgel excitedly. Maintaining its huge body, it transformed into a stream of light that seemed to be able to split the sky and flew into the distance.
"Follow!"
Grabbing Athena and little Warban, Eight-cloud Ink called Ikaros and quickly flew away.
— — As for how the UA government would deal with the frightened New Yorkers after they left, that was not something that Eight-cloud Ink could control.
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Although New York was one of the largest metropolises on the planet, but after leaving New York, the vast uninhabited area was still covered by lush forests.
"Boom!!"
The huge Sun Wukong landed on the ground with a golden glow. For a moment, the ground shook as if there was a big earthquake.
"Come out! I, Sun Wukong, am here, why don't you accept your death!? "
Sun Wukong slammed the Golden Cudgel, which had also become huge, on the ground and let out a roar that could swallow mountains and rivers.
"Pa!"
Eight-cloud Ink, who was still flying in the air, couldn't help but slap her forehead.
"So embarrassing … this third-rate line … What has this monkey been doing recently, Ikaros?"
"Well … other than watching movies, he seems to be playing games."
"Games?"
"Ah, I know this. Sun Wukong seems to be very interested in games based on the Journey to the West."
Little Warban said with a grin.
"In addition to the Japanese ones, he even played the same games in China."
"So I should be glad that he didn't call himself [Zombie Sun Wukong] and then bring out his [Ferocious Pig], [Furious Sand Monk], and [Immortal Tang Sanzang]?"
"No, master …"
Ikaros shook her head.
"… Sun Wukong already played like this a day ago."
— — You damn monkey, give me back my childhood from my previous life!!!
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