I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

He was not afraid, for with Ultraman's power, he could resist.

He can bear the risks for Lina.

That would be better. If Lina were to accidentally get into an accident, Daigo would regret it.

Lina felt a sense of joy after talking with Camilla.

Ultraman Camilla is willing to train her and help her become stronger, so that after she transforms, she will have the power to fight monsters, protect the world, and safeguard the people. That's wonderful.

She knew that although Camilla spoke harshly and acted as if she didn't care, she was actually a very righteous Ultraman who couldn't bear to see monsters wreaking havoc on the world.

She's just extremely arrogant.

Not good at expressing myself.

Lina found this Ultraman and this giant to be surprisingly cute.

She watched as Daigo actively interacted with the followers of the Holy Church, occasionally changing the subject to peek into the secrets of the Church.

This made Lina narrow her eyes.

If something happens then, and the Holy Church wants to track down the sinner.

Wouldn't it be easy to find out about Daigo?

Daigo is just an ordinary person, how could he possibly withstand the clutches of a supernatural enemy?

Lina frowned, displeased with the sight.

She took the initiative to strike up a conversation, trying to make her presence known to the Christian believers.

She wouldn't allow it; the first person the Holy Church followers would remember was Daigo.

That would be far too dangerous.

If the first person I remember is her.

Although she's not strong, at least she can transform into Ultraman.

It possesses some resistance.

That way, at least she can rest assured about Daigo.

You can concentrate on doing things.

Meanwhile, many followers of the Holy Church were faced with Daigo and Rena, who were frantically showing their faces.

They all had smiling faces.

The old lady, who enjoys training her little birds, has a beaming smile on her face.

"Great, great, it's wonderful to be young."

"Back when I was so young, I was too shy. If I had been as outgoing and confident as this girl, I would have had a wonderful youth. It's such a missed opportunity."

The old woman sighed.

However, she then started chatting with the Christian believers next to her.

“Look at these two young people who have just joined. They are so interested in and excited about the Holy Church. They must be faithful believers of the God of the Holy Church.”

"Yes, I heard that the young girl received the blessing and approval of the Holy God when she first faced the statue of the Holy God. This girl has a bright future. She will definitely be free from any illness or injury in her life and will have a perfect life under the Holy God's watchful eye, living happily ever after."

"The power of the Holy Church, alas."

"The future of the Holy Church is getting better and better. With so many believers, the Holy Church will surely benefit the whole world."

"These two young people are great, really great, they have unlimited potential."

"Since you worship the Holy God so much and have asked me so many questions, you'll definitely be the most devout believer in our Holy Church in the future."

The many believers of the Holy Church were exchanging ideas with each other.

They were very satisfied with Daigo and Rena's behavior.

Okay, really okay.

It's absolutely perfect, a perfect 12 out of 10.

The Holy Church needs young people like this.

Many of the Holy Church's followers did not hide anything from Daigo and Rena's questions and answered them willingly.

In their eyes, the passionate Daigo and Rena were the pillars of the Holy Church's future.

They deserve to be nurtured.

The great God of the Holy Church has seen everything and must be very pleased at this moment.

Daigo and Rena, however, were completely oblivious. They were still trying their best to make their presence known and to reduce the danger to each other.

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Wumaquan returned from the resort.

I went to work and came home normally from the imperial organization for a few days.

That day, he was dragged to a bar by Miriko Sato.

"Hey, hey, hey, you've been elusive lately, always disappearing into the lab as soon as you get to the organization. Anyone who didn't know better would think you're working on some big project, but anyone who does really looks down on you. How can you slack off like this?" Sato Miriko picked up a beer, her face full of disdain.

"Yes, yes, no, unlike me, Dr. Sato, who is busy every day, busy at work and busy after get off work. If he were to die one day, it would be a great loss." Wuma Quan clinked glasses with him and drank quite a bit in one gulp.

"Pah, you can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth." Sato Miriko paused for a moment and said, "Those three kids in your house, your relatives must be so busy, leaving them to you to take care of. With you like this, it's a miracle they haven't starved to death. They come to my place to eat every day, and judging by the way they eat, do you not usually feed them enough?"

"How could that be! They eat all the food in my house. I used to buy groceries once a week, but now it's different; I buy them every half day." Wu Maquan looked annoyed, feeling no relief but rather annoyance.

"I don't believe it. How much can three little girls eat?" Sato Miriko said, recalling the way Xiao Qi, Xiao Ge, and Xiao Xi ate. Regardless of whether Wu Maquan had starved them, they certainly did seem to have a good appetite.

These three little ones are destined for a bright future!

Seeing Sato Miriko lost in thought, even stopping her drinking, Wuma Izumi shook his head slightly. These weren't just three little human girls; they were three ancient monsters who had lived for countless years.

Luckily, Sato Miriko didn't know, otherwise she would have been terrified. Or maybe she wanted to dissect the three little ones and use them for research.

After all, this is Miriko Sato.

"Come on, drink!" Recovering from her reverie, Miriko Sato raised her glass high and downed a large gulp of beer.

Wu Maquan clinked glasses with them and started eating barbecue, adding some sushi and wasabi. Inadvertently, he seemed to hear a faint, low growl.

He turned and looked around; everything seemed normal inside. People were eating and drinking as usual, their faces flushed from the alcohol. Most of the people eating and drinking there were office workers off work.

Hallucinations? Wu Maquan frowned, realizing that this was definitely not a simple matter. He had only been back at work for a few days? And he was already experiencing auditory hallucinations. It seemed he was still overworked and needed to squeeze out some more time to rest properly.

Just as food is essential for life, you can't go hungry without rest.

Wu Maquan decided to increase his rest and get a proper rest.

I'll be helping Daigo with his special training then, so I'll take a few days off to get some rest.

About half an hour later.

After a satisfying meal, we drank and ate our fill.

Wuma Izumi and Sato Miriko left hand in hand.

"I really had a great time drinking this time, I'll definitely come again next time!" Sato Miriko said, her face flushed red with drunkenness.

“Okay.” Wuma Quan possessed a superhuman physique and naturally wouldn’t get drunk. He carried Sato Miriko and made up an excuse.

I will definitely come again in the future, but I don't know when I'll come again. It will be at least a week later. How can I come every day with such high consumption?

Walking under the streetlights, their shadows were stretched very long.

Wumaquan sniffed the air.

"It smells like something's rotten, like something's decayed." Wumaquan raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, there really is a stench spreading in the air, it smells awful." Sato Miriko replied unconsciously, head down and shoulders shrug.

Wuma Quan looked around, his superhuman eyesight activating instantly. After a moment or two of surprise, he calmly continued carrying Sato Miriko home.

"Don't overthink it. I guess some trash can was left lying around and some naughty kid kicked it over and spilled it out," Wu Maquan said.

"That's quite a brat," Miriko Sato muttered, pouting.

Wuma Quan led the somewhat unemotional Sato Miriko all the way home.

He unlocked the door to Sato Miriko's house with his fingerprint, carried her inside, put her on the sofa and settled her down, then clapped his hands and came out.

Before leaving, I closed the gate tightly.

Wumaquan looked in one direction, his expression calm, and walked eastward.

But after taking only a few steps, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

"That's strange. When did I register my fingerprint on Sato's door? How can it open her door?" Wuma Quan turned around in surprise, scratched his cheek, and had no memory of it.

He rested his chin on his hand, not thinking much of it, and turned to continue walking eastward.

They passed by their own doorstep without even glancing at it.

Soon, he arrived at a riverbank.

The old streetlights on the street were broken, their glass shattered and scattered all over the ground, and the bulbs inside were bent and charred, as if they had been burned.

Wumaquan walked straight from the top to the riverbank and climbed over the iron fence.

He watched as a seemingly rotting creature emerged from the shadows of the bridge; he could vaguely make out the patterns on its body and the character "王" (king) on ​​its forehead.

This is a tiger. But for some reason, it has become like this, its body reeking of pollution, as if it emanated from a sewer. Its teeth are yellowed, some protruding and some concave, yet incredibly sharp. Even its tail has two, but one is shriveled and the other is completely bald.

These are traces of the pioneers' creation of biological monsters. However, they were extremely crudely made. The pioneers didn't care much for these small creatures, and released them after only a little processing, letting them roam the cities of various countries.

The roar that Wumaquan had previously heard with his super hearing was coming from this tiger.

“Be careful. Although I haven’t had any contact with the Yapools, I can see some traces of them on this tiger, and the same goes for the monsters that appeared earlier. Remember what I told you? The Yapools might have also come to this world, perhaps secretly plotting something.” Seven suddenly spoke up: “Of course, it’s also possible that someone has mastered some of the Yapools’ technology. No one but the Yapools can master the core technology of their Super Beasts, but some races with ulterior motives have obtained the basics of Super Beast creation technology and are spreading it around, causing quite a bit of trouble and keeping the Land of Light’s Security Bureau very busy.”

"Understood." Wumaquan nodded.

Is it possible for the Yapool to replace him as the final dark boss?

This modified tiger was nothing to him; neither he nor Seven took it seriously. The only thing Seven noticed about the tiger was the traces of super-beast technology on its body.

The tiger was transformed into an abnormally frenzied creature, its mind filled with a bloodthirsty desire to kill.