Jila: "Listen, I only have three reasons for coming here: fairness, fairness, and damn fairness!"
System: "Wait, we went to all the trouble of transmigrating you into Godzilla, and you even ended up in a world like Arknights, where the upper limit of combat power isn't that high. You could be a god, a king. Wouldn't that be great? Why insist on defying the heavens?"
Jila: "You mean I transmigrated because I saved people, but then I became a god or a king after transmigrating? Wouldn't that make me someone who forgot my roots?"
System: "If that's how you put it, then since you transmigrated into Godzilla, you should forget your roots. If you won't do that, if you won't forget them, then go find somewhere to sleep."
Jila: "Hey, I don't get it. I'm already Godzilla. Can't I just do whatever I want?"
System: "In the eyes of the people, you're huge, you're strong, and you can shoot beams from your mouth. Aren't you basically a god? If you lead an army to liberate the whole world, wouldn't that mean unifying the world? You could be king!"
Jila: "Then take a look at this little red book."
Jila: "Look at all my Five-Year Plans."
Jila: "And look at me: Godzilla, King of the Titans. Can I liberate all of Terra?"
System: "You can."
Jila: "Great! I'll liberate all of Terra today!"
