Godzilla Earth: Origin (Patreon)

Volume 2 Chapter 94: New World

“This is Guangzhou Shelter, calling all shelters that can hear us. Any shelters in need of assistance, please respond. We have temporarily taken over the command responsibilities of the former Monster Combat Headquarters and are currently executing the final evacuation of East Asia.”

“All remaining shelters, please contact us! We are Guangzhou Shelter! If you establish contact, we will immediately dispatch a rescue team! This is Guangzhou Shelter, overseeing the East Asia evacuation operation.”

“All shelters that can hear us, respond immediately! Respond immediately—”

. . .

The tenth day after the Ghidorah's Wings landed.

The ninth day after Kaiser Ghidorah was eliminated.

Ludwig sat once again in the seat of the World United Government’s parliamentary leader, gazing out the window at the barren, flattened landscape devoid of any green.

He was deep in thought. 

What was he contemplating? The future of humanity? The answer that robots had to offer?

The speed at which human civilization had crumbled was far more rapid than he had expected.

For a moment, he was even taken aback.

But after careful reflection, Ludwig realized that, if anything, humanity’s collapse had been relatively slow. Given the power of that Kaiser Ghidorah in East Asia at the time—if Godzilla hadn’t intervened—Humanity might have been wiped from this planet in an instant.

Before entering the shelter, Ludwig had never imagined that the end of the human era would come so swiftly.

Their original projections had assumed that the Ghidorah's Wings would eventually be eliminated. The only uncertainty was how many cities would be lost in the process.

Even in the worst-case scenario, they had only expected to retreat underground, preserve the human race, and prepare for a resurgence.

But the reality?

The Ghidorah's Wings had indeed been eradicated, yet their influence remained eternal.

Humanity had been too careless.

Eleven days ago, the Ghidorahs had flown over half of North America, East Asia, North Africa, the Middle East, and Eastern Europe.

Everywhere they passed, they scattered scales imbued with an unexplainable force, accelerating the "evolution" of all living things on Earth at an impossible rate.

A process that should have taken millions of years was condensed into just three days.

By the time humans confirmed that Godzilla had defeated Kaiser Ghidorah and attempted to step out of their shelters—

What awaited them was a world gone mad.

North America was overrun by hostile flora and fauna. From the Alaskan Gulf to the Bering Strait, only half of the evacuees who fled to what was once Canada survived the journey.

In the Middle East, newly emerged subterranean worm-like creatures claimed the lives of at least ten million people, with another twenty million suffering severe injuries.

Eastern Europe fell into total paralysis as an entirely new species of swarming insects devoured exposed power lines en masse, leading to region-wide blackouts and the complete collapse of the electrical grid.

And the hardest-hit region—East Asia—saw one-fifth of its major shelters completely wiped out, including the largest central shelter that had housed both high-ranking government officials and the primary Monster Combat Command Base.

The dangers were too numerous to count. Had it not been for unmanned machines paving the way for humanity’s return to urban areas, civilization might have met its end right then and there.

But even though extinction was avoided, the situation was far from hopeful.

Over two billion lives were lost in this catastrophe, economic losses were incalculable, and human society was on the brink of collapse.

This disaster was significant enough to mark the beginning of an entirely new era.

Before this era, humanity had been the dominant species of the planet.

But after—

A new and unimaginable ecosystem had seized control of everything.

Ghidorah’s forest had swallowed everything from the Black Sea to the Gulf of Alaska, transforming the terrain into a lifeless zone where Earth’s original ecosystem could no longer survive.

A new ecosystem had taken root atop the corpse of the old one.

Now, only parts of North America, South America, South Africa, and Western Europe still retained remnants of the old world.

Everywhere else?

It either belonged to Ghidorah—or to Godzilla.

East Asia, where the most Ghidorah's Wings had fallen, suffered the worst infection.

The corpses of the slain creatures did not simply rot away. Instead, they fractured into countless new life forms, spreading the infection at an unprecedented rate, far exceeding that of any other region.

The land was no longer a place where people could stroll through forests or have picnics.

Even heavily armed soldiers in power armor could barely make it out alive.

Ordinary people? The original ecosystem?

Gone.

Humanity had been pushed out of East Asia.

Australia, East Asia, the Far East, North Africa, Siberia…

Humans had unknowingly lost vast swaths of land—many of which were now beyond recovery.

What a nightmare.

Even with the plan, the current situation made success uncertain…

"Mr. Ludwig, the airspace has been secured."

The voice snapped Ludwig out of his thoughts. Everything was ready. It was time to leave.

He stood up.

It was time to depart for the new capital of the World United Government.

Boarding the helicopter, Ludwig gazed down at New York City, silently bidding farewell to a place he might never see again.

Below, the towering skyscrapers glistened under the sunlight.

Unlike most of the world, New York had been spared—untouched by the Ghidorah's Wings virus, unscathed by the Godzilla catastrophe.

It remained beautiful.

Its glass towers reflected the sunlight, shimmering like the surface of water at sunrise or sunset, radiating a dazzling brilliance—a true testament to human industrial achievement.

Ludwig pulled out his phone.

He took a picture of the breathtaking scene before him.

It was a shame.

He would never see it again.

No matter how well the New York metropolitan area had been reinforced, its coastal location made it impossible to keep the World United Government headquarters there.

After much debate, the officials reluctantly decided to abandon it.

Such a waste.

Still, even if it was no longer the capital, New York would continue to function as a regular human city.

But given the increasing dangers, Ludwig wasn't sure if he'd ever return.

Then again…

Did it even matter?

New York was just like any other city—just a little bigger.

And judging by the recent attack five days ago—when an aircraft carrier fleet in the Pacific was assaulted by a swarm of "small fish"—New York wouldn’t stay safe forever.

But for now… it was enough.

After all, it hadn’t been wiped off the map.

And in an age where humanity had fallen from its throne, that was more than enough.