I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

These days, the Giant of Light is really easy to fool; he's easily fooled. Seven X, in his imagination, tried to put himself in the Giant of Light's shoes and figure out how he would deceive him. He thought it over and over and realized he wasn't cut out for it. Wuma Quanxing, true to his reputation as the Ruler of Darkness, was much better.

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Outside, Wuma Quan nodded in relief upon seeing Daigo and the Crow People fighting. He was worried that Daigo and the Crow People might get along well, otherwise there would be no point in sending Daigo in. At first, seeing Daigo and the Crow People greeting each other so amicably had truly stunned him. He had considered various scenarios, but he never imagined that Daigo could greet the Crow People and even chat with them. If the disguise hadn't been removed, wouldn't he be thriving in the Crow People's Empire? That would be quite a laughable scene. Seven would probably be as black as charcoal if he saw it.

There's no need to worry about Da Gu's situation for now; we can put it aside. Da Gu is still full of energy and can withstand the strain, so there's absolutely no need to worry about him getting down to business.

Wuma Quan went to the kitchen, heated oil in a wok, and prepared to eat some lunch. This should have been Seven's business, but Seven couldn't stand being alone and directly separated from Wuma Quan's body, now hovering beside the Crow People's Empire, keeping an eye on Daigo's situation.

Occasionally, he would shout a word or two to cheer Daigo on, and offer some pointers on how Daigo should attack at the right time. For example, whether the energy was released too quickly, or whether the energy contracted too quickly, or whether the sword should be thrust upwards instead of downwards.

Wu Maquan was deeply moved by what he saw.

Seven is still young after all. Youth makes a difference; he has passion and drive.

He wouldn't have done that.

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Not far from Wumaquan's house.

A family in dire straits faced a crisis when their eldest son was admitted to university, while the mother, suffering from a terminal illness, needed exorbitant medical expenses. Upon learning that her son had been accepted into a prestigious arts university, the mother secretly made a decision: to dedicate herself to Zisha (purple clay) pottery.

The family wasn't wealthy, and they could only choose one of two options. Compared to losing her own life, this mother was willing to fight for a better future and a brighter future for her child. He was a burden now, constantly dragging the family down and potentially ruining them; she didn't want things to continue like this.

This mother secretly decided to commit suicide on this day, leaving quietly behind her family's secret. She also wrote a suicide note and birthday wishes, preparing birthday greetings for her children in advance for every one of their future birthdays.

Just as she was about to commit suicide, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

Looking up, I saw an old woman with a young child. The child didn't seem to understand what she was doing and blinked his big, innocent eyes as he looked around.

The elderly woman patted her on the shoulder and said kindly, "You are not that old, and your children are still young. There is no need for you to make this choice."

“But… my existence will drag down the whole family. I don’t want that to happen. My child has a bright future ahead of him. I can’t be a burden to him.”

"In that case, if you're so determined to die, why not try to have faith in the Holy Church and the God of the Holy Church? It might bring you an unexpected miracle."

"Preaching has fallen on the head of a dying man like me, ah..."

"Little girl, since you're going to die anyway, why not give it a try? Maybe a miracle will really happen."

The terminally ill mother hesitated, lost in thought. Just as the old woman had said, since she was already prepared to commit suicide anyway, she might as well try something before doing so. It wouldn't hurt, it was simply a matter of choosing a thought.

“What do I need to do? It’s impossible for me to donate money or anything like that. My money must be left to my children. All I can do is offer my thoughts and pray to God.”

"That's right. What the gods need is your faith. As long as you pray to the gods, they will pay attention to you, and miracles will happen naturally. During this time, you don't need to give anything. All you have to do is believe in the gods unconditionally."

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Chapter 180 Beating People Up Through the Internet Cable

The old woman wore an innocent smile, and what she spoke of was the deity as she understood it. She wasn't lying; in her understanding, the deity truly existed. A great god who didn't seek material things, who answered the prayers of believers, bringing new hope to those in despair, leaving a deep impression on people's hearts, and truly a beacon of hope.

When the old woman gives alms, she also seeks out people in despair, believing that divine light should not only shine upon the fortunate. At the same time, she actively promotes the faith, letting everyone understand the greatness of the deity and enabling everyone to attain the happy life they desire.

After becoming a follower of the Holy Religion and witnessing the power of the divine, the old woman continued her work day after day. During this time, countless people were drawn into the Holy Religion by her admonitions, finding liberation, happiness, and a brighter future.

The little bird followed the old woman around like a puppy, and thus many miracles occurred. Deep within him grew the desire to become a great person, to bring hope to all humanity and society. He vowed that if humanity were to face another great calamity, he would rise up and become its savior.

But he's still young. He needs to study hard and eat a lollipop to live each day happily and contentedly.

What grand wishes could a little bird possibly have? He's just a little kid who likes to eat candy.

The mother, who was bedridden with a terminal illness, listened to the old woman's advice and chose to join the Holy Church and believe in the God of the Holy Church.

Anyway, it doesn't cost her any money, and it won't affect her family or her children. It's just a matter of offering her faith, so what's wrong with that? If the gods really have power, offering faith is not excessive; on the contrary, it's quite wise.

When her child takes the exam, she can choose to pray to the gods, asking for their blessings and hoping they will help her achieve a high score and get a good degree.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I choose to believe in a god, but how do I do that?"

After hearing this, the old woman slowly took out a small statue from her pocket.

"You just need to pray to this statue, and the gods will hear your prayers. A miracle will happen soon. You don't need to rush to commit suicide. This miracle will come within a day. The gods will bless those who suffer and bring them hope."

Upon hearing this, the terminally ill mother clasped her hands together and silently prayed towards the statue, a powerful desire surging within her. This faith reached the ears of the divine.

Unbeknownst to her, specks of black light seemed to emerge from the void and fall upon the terminally ill mother.

The mother's health is slowly improving, and her terminal illness is gradually disappearing. It will take about seven or eight hours for her to feel a significant improvement.

This is the blessing of the gods; the power of the gods devours everything, including the power of calamity. Even if a saint walks the right path, the arrival of calamity can still harm him. But the power bestowed by the Holy God is different; it is enough to devour this calamity and can control everything.

Even if the root cause is darkness, who can say that this darkness is not light?

The darkness that brings hope to people is itself a miracle of light. There is never absolute darkness or light, only how people use their power.

Seeing that the terminally ill mother had offered her faith, the old woman left with a smile, knowing that the gods would take action and bestow blessings. She was going to help other places next.

Human society is vast, and many people still suffer. Although Christians are now spread all over the world, not everyone can escape suffering. Many are still in distress, suffering, and have lost hope and faith. These people need the help of the Christian faith.

Grandma may not be able to help everyone in the world, but she will help those in need in whatever way she can.

As she walked out of the hospital, the old woman looked up at the clear blue sky.

The fresh air feels so good. I feel refreshed.

All of this was brought about by the Holy God, who gave her a body that appeared old, yet grew younger with age.

I really don't know what the Holy God is doing at this very moment.

Perhaps it is blessing countless people who are fortunate yet suffer.

What a great and selfless God!

It is truly wonderful that a sacred God exists in the human world and in human society.

The old woman thought with gratitude.

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Meanwhile, the so-called God of the Holy Church, Wumaquan, was lying on the sofa with one leg crossed.

He was eating a delicious bowl of instant noodles. He had originally planned to cook a nice meal in the kitchen, but he found that his cooking skills seemed to have deteriorated since he hadn't cooked in a while. He could tell just by putting the noodles in the pot that the dish probably wouldn't taste very good. So he decided to do something very simple: he took a packet of instant noodles out of the refrigerator, tore it open, put it in a bowl, added hot water, and then carried the bowl over to the sofa to enjoy his meal.

The aroma of instant noodles reminded some people who don't eat them often of the three little monsters, Xiao Qi, Xiao Ge, and Xiao Qi. Naturally, they had never eaten instant noodles before, and as soon as they smelled the aroma, they all gathered around, staring curiously at the instant noodles in Wu Maquan's hand.

Wu Maquan looked at the three little ones, who were drooling with envy. He knew they were also interested in instant noodles. He had just bought them; the three had never eaten them before.

Wu Maquan pointed to the refrigerator and said, "There are about 5 bags left inside. If you want to eat them, you can take them yourself. Just tear them open, put them in a bowl, soak them in hot water, and then you can eat them."

"Whoosh!" Xiao Ge was closest to the refrigerator. She decisively opened the refrigerator, found the plastic bag of instant noodles, and then found a bowl and chopsticks and put them directly into boiling water to scald them.

Xiao Xi followed closely behind, her tail wagging back and forth, secretly craving instant noodles as well.

Xiao Qi walked over slowly, not in a hurry at all.

Anyway, there are 5 packs, so she'll get some no matter what. If not, she'll just snatch some from Xiao Ge and Xiao Xi's bowls. When it comes to grabbing food, she's a master.

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Masaki Keigo.

As a pioneer who annihilated almost all monsters in the world, the giant's strength is not to be underestimated. He also possesses the wealth of the Dark Ruler, and his strength has long reached an immeasurable level. He can easily suppress even Tiga in the later stages of the original story.

He remained hidden in the shadows, slowly investigating who the mysterious female giant was.

He arrived outside Wumaquan's house and stared intently at his suspect.

He has already ruled out Miriko Sato.

How could someone obsessed with mecha be Ultraman? A real Ultraman doesn't care about that kind of power; Ultraman has his own power, enough to easily defeat a group of mecha hunters.

In front of Ultraman, even if the mecha hunters do their best, they are just playthings and not worth mentioning. In the eyes of Ultraman Masaki Keigo, they are even more like ants.

While various countries were scrambling to research and continuously upgrade their Jaeger Hunters, Masaki Keigo never took them seriously. He even found their actions laughable, because they had no idea how strong the enemy lurking in the shadows was, or how strong those protecting humanity truly were.

Humanity's actions are futile. Once he has completed everything and led all of humanity toward the Giant of Light Evolution Plan, then mere Jaeger Hunters are destined to be eliminated by the times.

He squatted outside Wumaquan's house, looking inside at Xiao Ge, who was playing video games, eating instant noodles, and drinking cold water.

Hmm... their words and actions are so similar, they're almost too similar. Unless there's no blood relation between them, he'd start to suspect that Xiao Ge is practically a descendant of Wumaquan.

The same listlessness, the same laid-back attitude, the same air of decadence, the same ordinariness. No matter how you look at it, it's the same laid-back, lazy person, like a broken piece of trash riddled with holes after being tormented by society. Since they can't resist, they might as well lie down and accept it. It perfectly embodies the saying, "Do nothing, let nature take its course," meaning to do nothing and just watch helplessly.

Seeing Masaki Keigo secretly observing from outside, he gritted his teeth. With such people existing in human society, when will we be able to make progress?

The universe is so vast, and among the races, civilizations, and systems that exist within it, humanity is but a tiny fraction.

Compared to the vast universe, human civilization is utterly insignificant.

If it weren't for Ultraman's power, human civilization wouldn't even be worth mentioning; it would be utterly worthless.

In such circumstances, it is astonishing that there are still people in human society who simply give up and lie down; they are a disgrace to society and are social trash.

When Masaki Keigo thought about Wuma Izumi having the power of Ultraman and doing such things, he even felt a little bitter.

Daigo and Izumi Wuma... they're both really lucky guys.

He was a prepared person who went through so many trials to obtain the power of the giants, while the two of them obtained the power of the giants almost without doing anything.

Masaki Keigo calmed his emotions.

He knew things were in chaos. His mind was in chaos.

Suddenly, I got a little emotional.

This shouldn't be happening, Masaki Keigo tried to regain his composure. Little did he know that Wuma Izumi obtaining the power of the Titans was itself an extremely good thing for human society.

If Wumaquan were to get bored in human society and start thinking about using the power of the Dark Ruler to do something, it would be an unbearable disaster for human society at this stage, since the power of the Dark Ruler is simply too great.

When the Dark Ruler awakens, the power that spills out unintentionally can cause global darkness.

One can only imagine what it would be like if the power of the Dark Ruler were to be unleashed at full force; perhaps the entire galaxy would be shrouded in darkness.

After gaining the power of the Titans, most of the time, even in emergencies, Wuma Izumi can only utilize the power of the Titans. He will only reveal his true form and use his own power if the Titans' strength proves insufficient. However, such a scenario is unlikely, as Wuma Izumi is arguably the strongest character in the entire Ultraman Tiga series. Only Wuma Izumi poses a significant threat to Seven, and since Wuma Izumi is now one with Seven, it means Seven has virtually no rivals. Therefore, it's unlikely that anyone capable of defeating Seven exists at this stage.

If they were to encounter an enemy capable of defeating Ultraseven, the enemy would likely suffer greatly. After all, the thought of Ultraseven unleashing an immense dark power after defeating the extremely troublesome Ultra Brothers would surely leave the enemy completely dumbfounded.