I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

"Alright~" Without saying a word, Xiao Qi tied up the Mu Zhen alien who was still trying to make threats, binding him tightly, ready to use him as fertilizer.

The Wood-Piercing Alien was bound by strong vines, and even with his immense strength, he felt suffocated and unable to breathe. This forced him to struggle inside the vines, but this time he only struggled for a short while before falling silent.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi walked very fast, muttering to himself, "It has to be hot and fresh."

Wu Maquan came out of the basement, stopped in front of the television, and said, "Seven, if I had a friend with a group of belligerent, trouble-loving, but loyal underlings, and he was now going back to check on them, what would you think?"

Seven's mind went blank for a moment, and he hesitated before asking, "That friend, is it yourself?"

"..." Wumaquan coughed lightly and said, "How could that be? Do I look like the kind of person who takes in followers?"

Seven thought about it and realized it didn't seem like him. Normally, someone who recruits followers should exude an aura of dominance, but Wumaquan clearly lacked that, acting rather lazily. If Seven hadn't been constantly urging him on, by the time Wumaquan actually started moving, it would have been too late.

Seven said seriously, "That depends on those underlings and your friend. If your friend is the kind of person you are, I don't think it's a problem. I suggest you have your friend move in with me so I can take a good look at him, teach him, and educate him so he understands what love is. He can also get free meals from my cooking. As for those underlings... if they like to cause trouble but are obedient and loyal, they are good partners. But for them, I have a strong suggestion: let them move in with me so I can keep an eye on them."

Wumaquan: "..."

He imagined a bunch of underlings from the ancient ruins moving in and filling all the nearby housing developments. It would be chaotic from morning till night.

Moreover, Seven clearly did not know how many Zorgas there were.

He scratched his cheek and said, "No, let's not talk about 'what if,' since that assumption doesn't exist. Let's talk about Daigo's special training. After the matter of the Mokujin aliens comes to an end, Daigo will probably have more time. I've made some minor improvements to the Jeep these past few days, making it even better."

Upon hearing this, Seven's initial thought process of wondering if Wu Maquan's hypothesis was true was instantly interrupted. He then said, "The Jeep has been strengthened again? Good, good, you know me."

Throughout his many years in the Land of Light, even his closest Ultra Brothers have never understood him this well.

Wu Maquan went into the garage, opened the garage door, and said, "Look."

Seven peeked out from Wumaquan's body, looked left and right, and asked in confusion, "Judging from the appearance, it seems exactly the same as before. Where exactly did this enhancement go?"

"In terms of performance, I enhanced its performance. Its hardware is already excellent, but I feel that its internal performance is still a little imperfect. So I strengthened its ability to break free from the organization. This matter was completed a few days ago, but I haven't told you until now," Wumaquan said.

"I can't wait to drive it!" Seven stretched out his bright red forearm, feeling the metallic texture of the exterior. He was very satisfied with the feeling.

"Beep beep beep~" Just as Wuma Quan was about to say something more, his phone rang. It was probably a message from Daigo.

Wuma Quan checked his phone and saw it was indeed a message from Daigo. It stated that the matter of the Muzhen aliens was nearing its end, and the story could be considered closed. The GUTS team was handling the aftermath. The Muzhen alien spaceships had been dismantled and studied by their TPC specialists. Several more Muzhen aliens who headed towards the base were also captured.

He also casually inquired about the training schedule, indicating that the matter was over and he was available for training at any time. It seems Daigo was quite traumatized by his defeat at the hands of Masaki Keigo. As an Ultraman, to be defeated by a human.

Wuma Quan smiled and said, "Seven, in my opinion, we can start special training tomorrow. Look, Daigo is already impatient."

"Hmph, this kid's not bad, he's learned from his mistakes and is motivated to improve." Seven said with satisfaction, "Then let's do it tomorrow, let him know."

"Mm." Wuma Quan nodded. He then sent a message to Daigo.

After admiring the Jeep, he returned to the living room.

"Knock knock knock~" The familiar knocking sound rang out again, followed by the doorbell.

Little Xi ran excitedly to open the door, and Zara and Lucia walked in.

Although they had become apprentices in Obik's kitchen, they were currently without a place to live. The Hawaiian restaurant clearly couldn't provide accommodation, so they returned home. Whether they could move out depended on Obik's wishes or when they received their wages. For the time being, they would stay at Wumaquan's house.

"Hey, you two are back," Wumaquan greeted them, "How are you two settling in with working under Obik?"

Zara nodded vigorously and said, "Mr. Obik is very good to us. He is a very good person. He does everything himself and never holds back. Working under him, my cooking skills have improved very quickly."

Lucia nodded and said, "Mr. Obik gives me the feeling of a kind and friendly uncle."

"Really?" Wu Maquan knew what Obik used to be like. He loved playing pranks and often scared people so much that their hair turned gray. Now he's matured and is seen by others as a reliable young master.

Not bad, not bad. It wasn't for nothing that he dragged Obik out for a whole night. He even went so far as to use Ultra Vision to gamble on stones to earn enough funds to support his activities. Seven would often bring this up later.

He said that abilities should be used in the right way, not for things like gambling on stones. Fortunately, he didn't dwell on it for long, because the money he won from gambling on stones helped Obik, this monster, change his mindset, allowing Obik to successfully integrate into human society and become an excellent chef.

I wonder how Obik's village is doing now? If I have time later, I'd like to go and take a look.

Seven poked his head out again and said, "You two, your cooking skills have improved a lot! Come on, let's have the three of us cook today and see who can cook the best!"

Working as a chef at a Hawaiian restaurant is exactly what Seven plans for his retirement. Zara and Lucia, who are currently his apprentices, are working there, and he, as their mentor, wants to test his skills against them.

“Okay.” Zara and Lucia’s eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

Culinary skills brought them new hope for life.

......

tpc base.

After Daigo finished his work,

He was in his lounge staring at his phone.

He looked at the latest message Wumaquan had sent him.

He held his phone, seeing the message that special training would resume tomorrow, his heart filled with both anticipation and trepidation. He had hesitated before sending the previous message. After all, the special training was practically a life-or-death struggle. But after much deliberation, he still sent a message asking for detailed instructions on the training. A man can't back down; he'd already failed once, and if he didn't improve himself quickly, Daigo's anxiety grew.

On a whim, Daigo even bent down and did a hundred push-ups, a hundred squats, and drank a cup of hot milk...

What he didn't notice was that, without him noticing, a dark blue figure had passed through the wall and entered his room.

She looked at him with a wistful expression, then glanced down at the contents of his phone.

"Another Ultraman... helping each other... special training?" Yu Lian said it was artificial intelligence, but it was too intelligent, so much so that it made people wonder if an ancient witch had added something to the machine. After all, monsters exist, so it's not impossible for it to have some witchcraft.

Her face showed deep contemplation.

These days she's clearly making TPC her home.

I wandered around inside.

So much so that a legend began to circulate within TPC at some point: every night, a ghostly blue figure would appear throughout the base, the spirit of the deceased wandering within their territory.

It terrified some of the timid staff.

"Who?" After finishing his training, Da Gu suddenly turned his head. He heard You Lian's muttering, but when he actually turned his head and looked back, he found nothing there. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Is it a hallucination? It seems that I have been too impatient lately, to the point that I have even started hallucinating."

At this moment, Yu Lian was lying under Daigo's bed, staring at him with a mournful gaze.

The remaining part of its body passed through the floor, crossed the mezzanine, and floated on the next level.

When a passing staff member saw it, he was so frightened that he screamed and ran away as fast as he could.

The base is haunted—it's not a legend! It's real!

He'll get angry at anyone who says it's fake!

P.S.: Requesting votes, rewards, and even blades (a metaphor for threats/crimes)???

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Only 7,000 today, 8,000 tomorrow!!!

"I swear I won't be a man if I don't beat eight thousand men after waking up!"

Chapter 116 The Little Bird Gradually Understands Everything

the next day.

Wuma Quan didn't even bother being late for work anymore, directly asking Sato Miriko to help him get leave. He understood the saying, "Taking leave now is great, taking leave all the time is even better." Unfortunately, he didn't have that many vacation days to spare. To take a full vacation at once, unless headquarters exploded or something serious happened, they would definitely have to mobilize people from other places to help. He was just a PhD specializing in Titan studies, so he would definitely be able to take leave.

After he spoke to Miko Sato, Wuma Quan learned from her that they had indeed taken a long vacation because their headquarters had been attacked and extensively damaged during the Muzhen aliens' chaos, and repairs were underway in all aspects.

As the regional head, all he needed to do was issue a transfer order, moving a group of people to support headquarters. And that transfer order had already been signed off by Sato Miriko, the new supervisor who was now his rival.

In other words, he is currently on vacation.

The sudden surprise left Wumaquan somewhat bewildered, but after the initial shock, he adopted a relaxed and nonchalant demeanor. "Good, good, good," he thought, "I never expected the Muzhen aliens to actually do something good since they came to Earth."

Wu Maquan could imagine that not only the Imperial Organization, but other companies would also likely implement holidays to reassign vacant positions due to the missing persons and to manage data operations. Even if companies didn't take holidays, the government might issue regulations mandating them to appease the public.

Since a short holiday has begun, Wumaquan will not hold back.

He pulled out black sunglasses from his pocket, put them on, whistled cheerfully, and waved goodbye to Miko Sato.

Heading towards his home, he prepared to call Daigo out to try out the new Jeep.

Sato Miriko: "..."

So carefree, with a big smile on his face.

For some reason, she felt an urge to punch Wumaquan.

What an awful face! It hardened, and its fist hardened.

As a female elite, Sato Miriko seems to have some intolerance for lazy guys.

.........

Daigo had been waiting at TPC for a long time. As soon as he saw the message from Wuma Izumi, which called him to go for special training, he dashed out of the lounge.

If not now, when?

Is he about to be defeated by Masaki Keigo once again?

Moreover, this period of deep thought led Daigo to consider a question: since he couldn't defeat Masaki Keigo in his human form, why didn't he choose to transform into Ultraman Tiga?

After transforming into Ultraman Tiga, all of his stats skyrocketed; his gigantic body alone was something Masaki Keigo couldn't withstand.

If he didn't transform to avoid revealing his Ultraman identity, then Masaki Keigo clearly already knew he was Ultraman. Hiding his identity from Masaki Keigo and choosing not to transform seems like a foolish move. The other party was after his Ultraman transformation device.

If Wuma Izumi hadn't taken it back later, who knows what Masaki Keigo would be doing with his transformation device now.

Daigo inwardly cursed himself for being an idiot. He couldn't think straight.

While secretly feeling resentful, he hurried from TPC to Wumaquan's house.

The distance between the two was quite far, but Daigo was able to travel very fast.

While Wuma Quan was still enjoying the delicious food prepared by Seven, Zara, and Lucia in their culinary competition at home, Daigo had already arrived at his door and rang the doorbell.

When Wumaquan heard the doorbell ring, a pang of sadness struck him. He'd had a doorbell for a long time, but no matter who came to his house, they never rang it. They'd just knock loudly, leading him to believe it was broken. He'd pressed it a few times to check, only to find it was working perfectly; people just didn't ring it. This made Wumaquan feel like the doorbell was just a decoration.

Now he finally heard the familiar doorbell ring again after a long time.

"Xiao Qi, go open the door," Wu Maquan called out.

He was satisfied, but his life motto was that if he could sit, he would never stand; if he could lie down, he would never sit. Why would he get up to open the door himself? Wouldn't that be an insult to his principles?

Xiao Qi pouted, swung her little feet, and kicked Xiao Xi's bottom hard, saying, "Open the door."

Xiaoxi was happily eating her cake.