I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

The little bird thought so.

He is definitely not an evil man like Wumaquan who likes to steal people's food.

At the same time, Wumaquan, who was taking photos to record the beautiful moment, suddenly sneezed.

Who's talking about him?

P.S.: Hehehe, this chapter has 8,000 words _(:з」∠)_

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Can you guys come up with some creative ideas based on the existing plot? Like the previous example where the Kirieloids found a spokesperson in Gatanothor, or like in my other book, Dark Tiga Doesn't Want to Be a Scumbag, where the Ultra Brothers get arrested for prostitution and go to jail. Give me some ideas! One person's imagination is limited, but a group of people's imaginations are invincible! Hurry up!

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Chapter 117 Congratulations on completing the Jeep training!

After sneezing, Wumaquan pinched the bridge of his nose.

He glanced at the rolls of film that were capturing precious moments; there were still plenty left, so he wasn't in a hurry to replace them.

He picked up some stones to build a structure, planning to start a fire later and catch some wild game to roast.

Daigo's regenerative abilities were already top-tier; he continued to flee while simultaneously replenishing the light power within his body. Though his expression was ferocious, he still harbored calculations in his heart.

He slowly dispersed the power of light into every corner of his body, continuously filling it until it could hold no more. As he filled every corner of his body with the power of light, he felt his physical abilities greatly improved, as if he could leap thousands of miles at a time.

However, he was not satisfied and instead tried to compress the power of light within his body, making it smaller in volume and potentially increasing in purity.

He ensured that this compressed power was firmly embedded in every corner of his body, preventing it from dissipating in the event of an external impact. If this compressed power of light were to be dispersed, it would likely cause him harm.

Once he had essentially stabilized his power, he began to feel the amplification brought about by the compressed power of light. It was incredibly powerful. At the very least, his speed had visibly increased, and beyond that, his strength had also improved.

Daigo felt his confidence grow.

He turned his head and glanced at the jeep that was charging towards him like a madman, its entire body radiating a faint glow, with a golden light flashing across its fist.

He abruptly stopped in front of an old tree. The tree's roots were intricate and intertwined, with many twisted and coiled roots extending even from the ground, firmly anchored in the soil and absorbing nutrients. His sudden stop sent many of the sturdy roots flying, damaging the tree. But Daigo didn't seem to feel much of a difference, as if it had been caused by a mere touch.

He turned around and stared at the jeep that was about to hit him.

Seven, sitting in the car, stared directly at Daigo.

He didn't intentionally manipulate the Jeep to disrupt Daigo's process of gathering the power of light. He could tell that Daigo seemed to be prepared this time, and even if he did, it would only prolong Daigo's preparation time, not keep Daigo constantly being chased like last time.

"Come on, Daigo, your final training result! Stop this out-of-control jeep with all your might!" Seven shouted from inside the car, his fiery red body symbolizing the hot blood flowing through his veins.

"Yes!" Daigo spread his legs apart and firmly planted himself on the ground.

A continuous stream of light energy even surged from the soles of his feet, connecting with the earth and using the solid power of the earth to stabilize his body and distribute the pressure.

He had a close encounter with a Jeep whose brakes had failed.

He bent over, using his hands to support the jeep's undercarriage from bottom to top. This time, despite the intense impact, he only leaned back slightly and wasn't forced back. Instead, the power of light within him was compressed like a rubber ball, then rebounded, giving Daigo even greater strength.

He gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, and in an instant, the force he unleashed lifted the jeep upside down in mid-air.

The power of light beneath his feet connected with the earth, allowing him to stabilize himself with its solidity. The compressed power of light within his body erupted fully, making him resemble a war god. After holding the upside down for ten seconds, Daigo seemed to have adapted. He unloaded the gasoline from the jeep with one hand, dumping out everything that could power the jeep.

He gently put the jeep down only after the tires had completely stopped turning.

Immediately, he felt his body weaken. The power he had gained from the rebound of the compressed light energy was strong, but the exhaustion that followed left him feeling listless. Fortunately, he had managed to stabilize himself briefly during the compression, so he wasn't seriously injured.

Seven got out of the jeep, patted Daigo on the shoulder, and said, "Well done. Congratulations on successfully completing the jeep training. Even with the jeep malfunctioning, you successfully used the power of light to protect yourself and defeat the enemy."

Wuma Quan walked over with a handful of roasted cotton and said, "Daigo, tell me about your haul this time?"

"Hmm." Daigo nodded and said, "Aside from the improvement in physical fitness, if the previous flying kick waterfall training taught me how to use the power of light and concentrate it into one point for combat, then this jeep training has taken my ability to manipulate the power of light to the next level. It's not only stable, but it can also be compressed and explosive, although there are some side effects."

Wu Maquan nodded and said, "In your human form, you might not feel it too obviously, but I think after your Ultraman transformation battle, the effects you've grasped this time will be excellent, truly outstanding."

Daigo said with some anticipation, "I will try this new technique in the next battle."

He was also curious to see how this technique would work when he used it in his Ultraman form. At least in his human form, it was more explosive and his body's defenses were much stronger. If he was like an assassin before, now he was an upgraded assassin combined with a tank.

Seven said, "Judging from the current situation, the special training is over. We can have a quick meal here and then go back. No monsters have appeared. Daigo, you're not special, so you don't attract monsters."

"Huh?" Daigo was taken aback. He didn't understand the meaning of Seven's words.

But no one explained it to him.

Wu Maquan squatted down and tapped the jeep's exterior, producing a crisp knocking sound. He rested his chin on his hand and said, "We need to find a way to ship this car back. We'll fix the brakes first, and then load up the gasoline and other supplies."

"Why would the brakes fail on this car?" Daigo asked, puzzled. "It looks like such a good car, yet it has this kind of minor problem."

Wuma Quan glanced at Daigo, thought for a moment, and said, "It's probably because the training was too intense, causing the brake pads to wear out or overheat and soften."

"That's possible." Daigo suddenly realized that some wear and tear was normal after such intense training. So, the reason the brakes failed was because of him.

Thinking about it this way, Daigo felt guilty.

He raised his hand and said, "I'll call someone to tow it back."

"Then it's up to you." Wuma Quan patted Daigo on the shoulder. Someone else was happy to do the work, and he was happy to have some free time.

"Come on, I've already grilled the food over there, we can eat now."

"Okay~"

The two Ultraman human hosts walked side by side affectionately toward the barbecue area.

They sat on the large rocks that Wumaquan had found, enjoying the barbecue that Wumaquan had prepared in advance. Wumaquan had come prepared, so he had brought plenty of seasonings as well. Just sprinkle them on, and it was a natural delicacy.

As they ate, Daigo's gaze fell on the video camera. He looked at it with a slightly puzzled expression and asked, "Did you bring this with you? What's it for?"

Daigo couldn't figure out why he brought a video camera to the special training session.

Wu Maquan calmly put it away and said, "It's a rare opportunity to get out here, so I had to record the wonderful time outside. That's why I was in charge of barbecuing and taking pictures of the surrounding scenery while you were training."

"Oh~" Daigo suddenly realized, gave a thumbs up, and said, "You have your own opinions and enjoy every minute of your time."

Wumaquan responded with a thumbs-up.

Severn:"……"

He seemed to know what the video camera was for; he even saw Wumaquan playing videos through Wumaquan's body when he was in the room.

Daigo's miserable state was recorded without exception. Although Seven couldn't understand why Wuma Izumi would do such a thing, it was probably because Wuma Izumi wanted to record the good times—Daigo's training sessions. They were indeed worthwhile, something to reminisce about later.

It was rare that Seven's thoughts on this matter aligned with Wu Maquan's.

They enjoyed this precious time, savoring the delicious skewers of wild game.

When you soak your feet in a clear river.

In the sky, a huge object, resembling a shooting star, streaked down from the clouds, its outer shell glowing red-hot, breaking through the atmosphere and plummeting towards the Space Development Agency.

The two people present had extraordinary vision, and when they stared at the object falling from the sky, their eyesight allowed them to clearly see what it was.

“That direction seems to be the Space Development Agency,” Daigo frowned.

“What a huge lump of iron.” Wu Maquan sighed and shook his head, saying, “It’s a pity it fell from outer space. It’s probably not a good thing. In my opinion, it’s probably another monster.”

Seven peeked out from Wumaquan's shoulder and said, "If it really is a monster, then Daigo, I take back what I said before, you definitely have a monster-attracting physique."

Dagu: "..."

In any case, the fact that such a large lump of iron fell from the horizon toward the Space Development Agency can no longer be ignored.

He took out his communicator and contacted the Victory Team, reporting what he had witnessed.

"Team Leader Daigo, you're closest to the scene right now, so please go and investigate first." After receiving the news, Captain Megumi snapped out of her deep thought and gave the order.

"Understood!" Daigo stood up and swallowed the game in his hand in one gulp.

After giving the order, Megumi turned to the other members of the GUTS team in the command room and said, "You all heard that, right? Daigo has already set off. Follow him."

"Yes." The previously relaxed members of the Victory Team immediately became serious. After receiving the order, they picked up their equipment and went out one by one in an orderly manner.

Once only she and Ye Rui remained in the command room, Ju Jianhui fell into deep thought again.

Lately, she keeps hearing people at the base say that ghosts have appeared there.

Even rumors, heard from who-knows-where, circulated.

She said she had seen the ghost's appearance firsthand, and it looked remarkably similar to her, the captain of the Victory Team.

This gave Megumi some pause for thought, and she even pulled up the surveillance footage to check it.

The video footage appeared to be normal, but her keen observation revealed signs of tampering. Undoubtedly, the base had been compromised by a ghost, yet no one noticed.

A mysterious ghost who looks remarkably like her appears and disappears mysteriously in the base. What is its purpose?

Captain Megumi was completely baffled, so she issued another order.

Have everyone search the base to see if anything is missing. For example, are any important documents or classified files lost?

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Near the Space Development Agency.

A huge lump of iron fell from the sky, creating a massive cloud of dust, with yellow sand flying everywhere.

As the dust settled, the silver figure that had been revealed moved.

The lumpy iron mass, curled up into a ball, stretched out its body. Encased in a silver-black metallic shell, it exuded a sense of weight and unparalleled defensiveness.

Its head is a huge, pebble-like sensory organ that emits a pale yellow glow. It can see the external environment and make judgments based on external factors.

With each step forward, the earth trembles and mountains shake.

This is the monster Ligadron.

He descended from the sky and landed near the Space Development Agency, and he is now heading in the direction of the Space Development Agency.

The Space Development Agency wasn't to be underestimated either, as the area was equipped with a formidable defensive system. Meticulously designed by a doctor, it possessed a high degree of offensive capability. Even ordinary monsters would have to howl for a long time to advance under such firepower.

But the monster Ligadron seemed different. Aside from its hard shell, it seemed to possess unparalleled intelligence. With just a glance at the Space Development Agency, it knew the Space Development Agency's defense system deployment perfectly and easily bypassed the Space Development Agency's defenses.

This scene stunned everyone inside the Space Development Agency.