I'm really not a dark Ultraman

The sense of crisis conveyed by the cells caused the lake to suddenly explode, and a somewhat strange human jumped out of the lake.

The bloated and hideous body fell heavily to the ground, blocking in front of old man Hirano. The body that even guns could not penetrate was facing Zhou Hong but was trembling slightly.

He was not afraid, but his cells were reminding him of the horror of the man in front of him.

The only outcome of fighting him is death.

"Roar!" Kondo let out a threatening roar.

However, the two men, who had seen many fifty-meter monsters, were not afraid at all. They looked at Kondo in front of them with very calm expressions.

His sharp teeth were clearly visible as he roared with his mouth wide open, and his fat body was filled with explosive power.

Judging from the strength he had just used when he jumped out of the swamp, Zhou Hong and Liang had no doubt that he could break the big tree next to him with one slap.

He swung his taut arms as if ready to attack Zhou Hong and the other man.

"Kondo!" Old man Hirano didn't mind Kondo's appearance at all.

With his hands on his arms that were sticky with a bit of the foul-smelling mud, his old body burst out with strength from nowhere, making his voice extremely loud.

"Don't do the wrong things, isn't that what you've always insisted on?"

The voice of his old friend helped Kondo suppress the irritability of his body cells caused by fear.

"You just said you were here to save us. If you don't mind, can we go to the little house over there to talk in detail?" The old man's eyes were shining with a completely different light than before.

It was no longer a look of guilt, but a look of hope that had not been seen in decades.

I looked in the direction of Mr. Hirano's inviting gesture.

It is called a hut, but it might be more appropriate to call it a shack.

The hut is simple, with only rusty iron sheets covering the top and the sides simply built with wood. The hut can only maintain the most simple rain-proof function.

The cold wind can easily penetrate through the wide crack.

Zhou Hong glanced at the clothes on Mr. Hirano from the corner of his eye. The grey clothes had been washed white, and it was obvious that he lived in poverty.

Right.

In order to ensure that Kondo, who had become a strange man, still had human consciousness, he could not move too far away.

The guilt of not being able to protect Kondo's daughter made him spend his entire life in this wilderness.

Just being able to make ends meet is already his limit, and this difficulty becomes increasingly greater as he gets older.

After opening the shaky iron and wooden door, the hut was quite messy. Probably to keep warm, weeds almost filled the entire hut.

Probably just a temporary shelter when it rains occasionally, the hut has nothing else in it.

However, Zhou Hong and Liang didn't care about these things and sat on the pile of weeds without any disgust.

After a long sigh, Mr. Hirano began to talk about the past.

"Kondo and I have known each other for many years." Old man Hirano sat on a clean stone nearby and said softly.

"I don't remember how many years ago it was. At that time, wars were raging in various countries, and Kondo and I were serving in a secret research institute."

"And Kondo and I were assigned to the same group."

"The project that Kondo and I are working on is a bacterial experiment that accelerates cell healing. Among all the experiments conducted by everyone, this is probably the one that Kondo and I are most fortunate about."

In times of war, ordinary civilians are caught in the tracks of war and can only move forward painfully. Once they stop, they will be crushed to pieces.

Liang, who grew up in the new era of Tiga, only has a vague understanding of these things. In that utopian world, no one would study how to kill human bacteria.

This is the privilege of people in ideal times.

"But after completing this premise, the bacteria mutated - it made it impossible for people to maintain human posture."

Although Liang had been mentally prepared, when he heard this moment, his eyes couldn't help but tighten.

"Kondo was strongly opposed to the use of such bacteria, but he was forcibly captured by the officers and used as the first living experiment material because he was the most opposed."

"After Kondo was injected with the bacteria, he became what he is now. He killed everyone in the institute except me."

"Then you have been here with Kondo for so many years?" Liang couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

Mr. Hirano's voice became more painful. "Kondo originally had a daughter, and he entrusted her to me."

"But during a bombing by a fighter plane, I failed to protect her and she passed away."

"Sorry, sorry! Kondo, it's my fault that I failed to protect her!"

Over the countless years, every time I think of this incident, tears flow uncontrollably from my eyes.

"Ah~" Kondo was unable to continue speaking in human language, but his sadness was conveyed in that simple sound.

His strange arm was placed on Hirano's back, as if to comfort him.

The scene of that day still appears clearly in Kondo's mind.

Hirano was covered in wounds and could barely walk, but he dragged his body to his knees in front of the swamp, holding the small urn and crying loudly.

He couldn't blame the man. He had tried his best, but in war, the power of an individual was extremely weak.

"War." Liang didn't have much real experience with war, he only knew about it from textbooks.

Originally, she and Zhou Hong respected Director Sawai very much, but now her admiration for Director Sawai has reached the highest level.

When I was a child watching special effects, I had no idea about such things. But as I grew older and my knowledge expanded, Zhou Hong recalled the plot of Gaia in the past.

I have to express my admiration for Tsuburaya.

I have to say, "Tsuburaya is the eternal god."

Wiping away his tears, Hirano said in a deep voice: "I don't know if the salvation you are talking about is real salvation, or killing Kondo."

"If you're going to kill him, kill me too."

The old man's voice was firm, and Zhou Hong looked at Liang.

The sentimental Liang couldn't wipe away the tears that kept flowing out. In the pure and flawless blue light, a blue life-size Ultraman was sitting there.

"Ultraman." Old man Hirano widened his eyes.

A gentle cell conversion beam was released from Ryo's hands, and the colorful light was injected into Kondo's body.

The light was not dazzling, but Kondo's ugly body was shining with a dazzling brilliance.

"Thank you so much for all these years, Hirano."

Just like in the past, Kondo smiled and hugged Hirano.

"I'm sorry to disturb your reunion, but there is one thing I need your help with." There was a piercing coldness in Zhou Hong's eyes.

"Little things."

The sound of the air explosion from the clenched fingers almost caused the dilapidated hut to collapse.