I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

There was just a minor mishap on the way back.

A nearby envoy of civilization blocked their way.

Although the Zoga are terrifying in appearance, like demons, this brave messenger of civilization still came.

His voice trembled as he said, “Thank you all for defeating the Lebik Empire. They were the biggest scourge in the nearby star system, committing all sorts of evil deeds, plundering resources from every civilization, and enslaving the people of every civilization. They were notorious. The other civilizations of ours had been working together to fight against them, but we had no way to defeat them. It was your sudden visit that saved us. On behalf of all the civilizations, I would like to express our heartfelt gratitude.”

Upon hearing this, a bunch of Zoga cackled and squawked.

What kind of villainous forces could possibly stop the Zoga army?

With them making their move, isn't victory guaranteed?

This person is so boring; they have to come all the way here to thank me for something so trivial.

Should we take down their civilization along with them?

Seeing that the Zoga and his people were only wailing and making no statement, the envoy from the united civilization had no choice but to press on and ask, "May I ask what your civilization's title is?"

Upon hearing this, 110Zoga asked, "Civilization title? Does it refer to the name of one's own civilization, like how the Lebik aliens are called the Lebik civilization?"

Although he wasn't particularly interested in it.

However, 110 Zoga proudly declared, "Dominators, let's call us the Dominator Civilization."

After saying that, 110 Zoga stirred up a violent gust of wind, which, along with many other Zoga, created an even bigger hurricane, and flew all the way towards Earth.

The civilization envoy, left behind and disoriented by the wind, plunged headfirst into the pit.

It took quite a while before he finally crawled out.

He gazed in the direction the Zoga had gone and murmured, "Dominator civilization...? Could it be the Lost Empire? Only the Lost Empire could possess such power, could it? It can so easily inflict a devastating blow on a civilization."

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"Wuma, come out for a drink, don't stay at home." After dinner, Sato Miriko still came.

They were knocking on the door very quickly.

Wu Maquan opened the door and said, "I don't want to go to a bar."

“It’s fine if we don’t go to the bar. Halloween is in a few days, so come with me to buy Halloween costumes and I’ll buy one for you too,” said Miko Sato, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Halloween? I'm not really interested. All that costume stuff is pretty boring." Wumaquan yawned and said, "Shouldn't we be sleeping at night?"

"Seriously, don't be so boring, come out already." Sato Miriko rolled her eyes and practically dragged Wuma Izumi out of the house.

"Hey, wait a minute, my house isn't cleaned yet," Wumaquan said.

"Then I'll help you tidy up first, and I'll also call Xiao Qi along, so the child isn't left alone at home," said Sato Miriko.

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Chapter 73 Daigo, Let's Do Something Big

The bustling city is always lively at night.

Wuma Quan and Sato Miriko walked together peacefully, one on each side of the house, with Xiao Qi holding Xiao Qi's hand in the middle.

"It smells so good!" Xiao Qi exclaimed, sniffing the barbecue aroma in the air, her eyes glued to the grill.

Sato Miriko smiled and said, "Do you want to eat it? If you do, I'll buy you some."

“Great!” Xiao Qi’s eyes lit up.

"Don't spoil her too much, it's not a good thing," Wumaquan said, sneezing and rubbing his nose.

“He’s just a kid.” Sato Miriko bought a few skewers of barbecue from a nearby vendor and handed them to Xiao Qi, then turned to ask, “Wuma, what kind of ghost do you think I should dress up as for Halloween?”

"Not as good as a poor ghost..." Wuma Quan originally wanted to say, but when he saw Sato Miriko's warning look, he changed his words and said, "The most common ones are vampires and stuff, I see a lot of them every Halloween, they're quite popular."

"Huh? Wouldn't that be a bit unoriginal?" Sato Miriko rested her chin on her hand, seemingly dissatisfied with the vampire's answer. She wanted a unique outfit; it didn't seem appropriate or eye-catching if everyone wore the same thing.

"A mummy? Wrapped in bandages all over, with nothing underneath?" Wumaquan said, resting his chin on his hand. "It also accentuates the figure."

“Hehe…” Sato Miriko’s eyes showed disdain.

"Hey, Daigo!" Ignoring Sato Mireko's disdain, Wuma Izumi was surprised to find Daigo and Rena walking together, seemingly also there to buy Halloween costumes. From the bag, it was clear that they had already bought one person's costume.

"Wuma!" Daigomoto stood shyly beside Lina, feeling rather embarrassed. He chatted idly with Lina's teammates, but when he heard Wuma Izumi call his name, he turned around in surprise and saw Wuma Izumi and Sato Miriko shopping together. He raised an eyebrow. Good heavens! He thought it was already insidious of him to come out with Lina, but Wuma Izumi had the same idea. No wonder he's a successor of the Light; he thinks exactly the same thing.

Sato Miriko looked over and saw a familiar GUTS member. With her womanly eyes, she could instantly recognize it as Rena, whom Daigo had brought along. A slight smile played on her lips; something was amiss.

A simple greeting brought the two groups together for a chat. The army of people buying Halloween costumes instantly grew.

Lina curiously observed the relationship between Sato Miriko and Wuma Izumi.

And Xiao Qi, who was sandwiched in between.

Are young couples traveling with their children?

Isn't she too young?

Lina shifted her gaze to Daigo, blinked, and seemed lost in thought.

"Senior, you're something else! You asked a girl out shopping for costumes a few days before Halloween." Daigo winked, this old guy has obviously learned bad habits from Shinjo.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Maquan looked completely bewildered. What did he mean by asking a girl out shopping on Halloween Eve?

He rolled his eyes and said, "I don't want to come out so late at night. If Sato hadn't insisted on dragging me out to buy clothes, I wouldn't want to come out. I'd rather stay home and watch comedy sketches, then go to sleep."

Daigo's expression was strange. He asked, "Really?"

"if not?"

"..."

Daigo sighed deeply. They were all human, so why were they so different?

How wonderful it would be if Lina had asked him out shopping.

He mustered up a lot of courage and effort to invite Lina out.

Let's take another look at Wuma Spring.

Since it was the girl who took the initiative to ask him out.

He came out looking disgusted.

I'm so cold and shivering.

Daigo calmed himself down and asked, "Senior, what will the special training cover this week?"

"Probably a Jeep." Wuma Quan thought of the modified Jeep at home; killing a whole bunch of people wouldn't be a problem at all. If Daigo hadn't prepared carefully, he'd be at a huge disadvantage. He'd specifically requested the organization to have it inlaid with super titanium alloy; Daigo's flying kick wouldn't destroy the Jeep, he'd only get hurt.

"Jeep?" Daigo was stunned, not understanding what "jeep training" meant.

Is he supposed to drive a Jeep at high speeds in dangerous areas to train his reflexes?

That's certainly possible; one wrong move and it could be life-threatening. It can definitely unleash a person's potential.

Daigo imagined the scene of the special training, and it sounded quite exciting.

He could even become a racing expert after completing the course. Daigo couldn't help but become even more excited.

Seeing Daigo's expression, Wuma Quan rested his chin on his hand. This kid didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the situation. If it were Gen, he probably would have already changed his expression and shouted, "Seven, you're such a jerk!"

Sato Miriko and Rena started chatting nearby, and the two women seemed to be having a great time.

Xiao Qi had nowhere to put her hands. She had already finished eating the skewers. She put her index finger to her lips and looked around at the food.

Since everyone was chatting, no one bought it for her.

Then she won't be polite.

Xiao Qi stealthily released her tentacles from under her skirt. The tentacles wriggled nimbly, moving silently in the shadows, occasionally snatching a few meatballs from a pot of spicy hot pot, and sometimes tearing off pieces of fish from the fish soup...

Her little mouth was slightly open, and her little head kept looking around. When no one was paying attention, she took one or two big bites... and smacked her lips hard.

Although it's not much, it's good to have a taste.

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A stronghold of the Holy Church.

With the Kirielod people involved, getting a road roller was a piece of cake; the two of them carried the road roller over in a flurry of activity.

Road rollers, weighing tons, are as easy to them as paper; they lift them without any pressure and move them as if they were floating.

Masaki Keigo's face changed color when he saw the huge shadow.

These two Holy See apostles actually managed to carry a road roller over here.

I never realized before how strong these two were; they could even lift a road roller. They didn't even break a sweat; it was truly terrifying.

Such a physique is hardly human.

No wonder he became a Holy Envoy; he is indeed extraordinary.

Fortunately, he didn't fight with those two guys earlier.

Otherwise, the odds would be against them.

However, now that I think about it, it seems like things are probably going badly for them.

Masaki Keigo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If that had hit him, he probably would have been turned into mincemeat.

Even if Daigo and Izumi Wuma came, they wouldn't amount to much.

"Are you really planning to bring a road roller to smash me?" Masaki Keigo asked coldly.

"Of course, this is God's will, Masaki Keigo. It is your inescapable fate. Only after undergoing God's baptism will you be qualified to evolve," the Kirieloid said grandly.