In 2013 AD, a huge space-time rift suddenly appeared deep under the sea in the Pacific Rim region.

An incredibly large behemoth creature crawled out, rising from the ocean and attacking human cities.

This was the first monster encountered on Earth. It had a head shaped like an axe, so it was called 'Axehead'.

The first monster first destroyed San Francisco and all the surrounding coastal cities.

Most of humanity's military attempts to stop the behemoths have ended in failure.

As a last resort, humans used their last trump card and killed the monster with a nuclear bomb.

But at the same time, due to the explosion of the nuclear bomb, the area within a hundred miles of San Francisco became a wasteland filled with radiation.

After this incident, humans gave the giant beast a name, "Kaijyumon", which means monster in Japanese.

It was originally thought that this incident was just an isolated case, but soon after, various monsters began to appear one after another, constantly attacking cities around the Pacific Rim.

In order to fight against these monsters that keep appearing, humans created their own monsters -

That is the large-scale mecha defense system called "Hunter Project".

They spent huge amounts of money to create giant mechanical warriors, which were controlled by two pilots through neural link technology, ultimately achieving the effect of man-machine integration.

Since the advent of the Hunter Mech, humans have finally begun to gain victory.

The monsters that seemed invincible in the past died one after another in front of the crystallization of human wisdom.

Under the impact of unprecedented victory, humans have returned to the position of overlord of the earth. They even began to turn the attacks of monsters into commercial publicity activities and rituals, and praised the pilots of mechas as heroes and stars of mankind.

Of course, as the front-line fighters against monsters, mecha pilots deserve such treatment.

But again, behind this commercialization of disaster is the helpless truth that the Mecha Hunter Project is not profitable enough.

The cost of building a Hunter mecha is equivalent to that of ten aircraft carriers. Add on the updating and maintenance of the mecha, and it is a bottomless financial black hole.

In the five years from 2015 to 2019, humans have developed a total of five generations of mechas and produced 31 hunter mechas. The exact amount of money invested by various countries during this period is no longer known, but it can only be said to be an astronomical figure.

Until 2020, the third-generation mecha of Country M, 'Danger Wanderer', was unfortunately destroyed by the Kaiju 'Sickle Head'.

The pilot, Yancy Beckett, died.

Since then, the monsters seemed to have sounded the clarion call for a counterattack, and hunter mechas distributed all over the world were defeated one after another.

The organization responsible for the Hunter Project, the Pacific Defense Force, or PPDC, has also been under tremendous pressure. Countries have sent reprimands and complaints, seemingly intending to stop the project.

At this moment, a group of mysterious people suddenly appeared at the PPDC headquarters.

They brought huge amounts of money and many new mecha technologies.

With their help and support, PPDC stood up again. They not only updated the only four remaining mechas, but also started the research and development of new mechas again.

At the same time, changes also occurred in the space-time rifts on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

The monsters that emerged from it became more powerful, but their frequency of appearance also became more regular.

Many humans are delighted by this.

But some scientists who study monsters have expressed concerns.

In particular, there is a doctor named Herman Grib within the PPDC. He said that he calculated the frequency of monster appearances and gave detailed values ​​and a full paper.

According to his calculations, the frequency of monster appearances is increasing.

At the end, there will even be a terrifying scene where two or three monsters appear together.

But it turned out that his calculations were wrong. Dr. Grebe was not convinced and began to spread another rumor, believing that there was a mastermind behind the scenes who was manipulating the human world and wanted to start an arms race between humans and monsters.

Remarks like these are naturally ridiculous in the eyes of the public.

But Lin Zhongtian knew that Dr. Grib's guess was actually the truth.

"So... this is a world controlled by the Lord God."

"The mysterious man who appeared at the PPDC headquarters half a year ago should be a reincarnation."

In a building in Hong Kong, a young man in a black suit sat on a luxurious sofa, flipping through the documents in his hands with great interest.

Behind him, a dark grey humanoid suit of armor stood there. On the full-coverage diamond-shaped helmet, the V-shaped goggles glowed silver, staring coldly at the three people standing in front of the sofa.

The three men were wearing suits and sunglasses. They stood in front of the young man in the suit with nervous expressions, not daring to breathe.

Behind them, dozens of thugs in various clothing were lying on the ground in a mess, various knives and steel pipes were scattered all over the ground, and even the tables, chairs and cabinets were in a mess.

After reading about the past of this world, Lin Zhongtian put down his phone, raised his head, and looked at the three people in front of him with interest.

"The mafia?"

"I dare not, I dare not!"

The leading man in sunglasses smiled and said, "There is no such thing as gangs these days. Our Daxing Group is a legitimate demolition company, not a gang!"

“…”

Lin Zhongtian glanced at him and pulled out a black pistol from the gap in the sofa.

"What is this?"

"Playing... with toy guns."

The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and said this reluctantly.

Lin Zhongtian rolled his eyes, didn't waste time talking to him, raised his hand and fired a shot.

“Bang!”

The bullet pierced the sunglasses man's knee.

The intense pain made the man in sunglasses scream. He covered his knees and fell to the side, rolling around in pain.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at him coldly, then turned his head and cast his gaze at the other two men in suits standing there.

Both of them trembled, cold sweat oozed from their foreheads and flowed down their cheeks.

Lin Zhongtian sat on the sofa with his legs apart, holding a gun in one hand and waving at the man in a suit on his left with the other.

The man was stunned for a moment, his heart sank, but he still dropped his hands slightly to his waist and walked over with his head held high.

"Sir, I..."

"Are you an undercover police officer?"

Before the man could finish speaking, Lin Zhongtian smiled and exposed his identity.

When these words were spoken, the two men in suits were both horrified.

The undercover policeman gritted his teeth, immediately opened his clothes and tried to draw his pistol.

But the man behind him was faster. He rushed up almost instantly and grabbed his palm.

“Bang!”

A gunshot was heard and the undercover policeman stood there in a daze, staring at the smoking muzzle of the gun in front of him.

Behind him, the man in a suit who had rushed up stood still, blood gushing out of the bloody hole on his forehead, and then he fell backwards to the ground with a bang.

Lin Zhongtian blew on the gun in his hand, then looked at the undercover policeman in front of him with a smile.

"Gong Shaoqiang, a member of the Daxing Society, is a Muay Thai master. He is ruthless and made his debut by fighting in the underworld. After joining the Daxing Society, he has killed no less than 20 innocent people... Uncle policeman, it is not a pity for such a person to die, right?"

“…”

The undercover police stared at the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face, seemingly unable to react for a moment.

Lin Zhongtian stood up, smiled, took the undercover policeman's hand, placed the pistol on his palm, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"All the criminal information of Daxing Society is in the phone on the table. I have sorted it all out and called the police for you. I'll leave the rest to you!"

After saying that, Lin Zhongtian turned around and walked towards the dark gray humanoid armor behind the sofa.

In an instant, the various parts of the armor unfolded layer by layer, revealing human-shaped receiving grooves.

Lin Zhongtian turned around, smiled, opened his arms, and walked in with his back to the armor.

The armor closed, Lin Zhongtian moved his head, waved to the dull-faced undercover policeman, and then walked towards the glass.

Feeling the texture of the gun in his hand, the undercover policeman suddenly came to his senses and asked quickly, "Who are you?"

"Chinese."

Lin Zhongtian waved his hand behind his back, then jumped up, broke through the glass, and flew high into the sky.

Suspended between the high-altitude clouds, Lin Zhongtian lowered his eyes, overlooking the city and ocean below.

As he expected, after coming to this world, his connection with the void gap and subjective consciousness was completely severed.

Unless the sea of ​​fog swallowed by the main consciousness spreads to the location of the cavity, otherwise, anything that happens here cannot be transmitted to the main consciousness in the void gap.

Of course, there is one exception, and that is the complete annihilation of the clone's consciousness.

As long as the clone is truly dead, the main consciousness will know it instantly no matter how far away they are.

However, Lin Zhongtian did not think that the so-called main god would be a match for his strongest clone.

As the chaotic energy that fills the gaps in the void, the gray fog can be transformed into almost all the powers he knows.

By the time the Time Travelers' Alliance had developed to this day, there were already countless types of energy that could be transformed by the gray fog.

Lin Zhongtian's strongest clone represents not only him, but the entire Time Travelers Alliance!

"Have you taken control of the world?"

"Then let me see how strong the power you possess is!"

Lin Zhongtian sneered and stretched out a hand, and the gray mist contained in the armor quickly transformed into immortal power.

"Magic power - turning rivers and seas upside down!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the already rough sea was stirred up by huge waves.

Countless marine creatures were swept up by billions of tons of sea water, causing a huge depression to appear on the sea surface. The depression then broke through layer by layer, like an invisible guillotine falling from the sky, dividing the sea water into two halves along the center.

Countless sea water rolled back to form a curtain, revealing the moist seabed at the bottom of the ocean.

And on the seabed, a space-time crack with strange colors appeared in the air.

“Found it!”

Lin Zhongtian sneered and was about to jump down when he found that the space-time rift began to fluctuate violently.

Lin Zhongtian stopped and looked at the space-time crack in surprise. He saw an extremely huge monster head squeezed out of it and roared at Lin Zhongtian who was floating in the sky.

Lin Zhongtian looked surprised and couldn't help but complain: "No, are you kidding me?"

"I've already turned the tide here, and you still want to use monsters against me?"

"Are you out of your mind?"