I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

From beginning to end, Seven never understood Wumaquan's thought process.

He couldn't even understand how Wumaquan, the leader of the underworld, could say such a thing.

After all, he was the Showa Emperor.

Disassembling an arm with bare hands or tearing apart a monster are all perfectly normal things to him.

In a sense, he quite liked Wumaquan's fighting style.

Invaders who invade Earth and annihilate humanity.

Seven has always adhered to the principle of extermination.

They are Ultra Warriors who openly favor humans.

"Alright." Wumaquan quickly realized.

The Ultra Brothers' methods of fighting enemies are increasingly ruthless.

What he did was nothing compared to the Ultra Brothers' attacks.

For example, a certain beam of light swept across the earth, wiping out the monster race. A bunch of undead dared not speak out.

A certain Dharma King frequently decapitated and dismembered monsters, and even uttered many classic sayings.

After learning Seven's opinion, Wu Maquan skillfully entered a state of slacking off.

He had a group of researchers analyze the data while he waited for the test results.

When it comes to work, it's all about slacking off.

It's not work if you don't slack off.

"What are you doing?" Seven asked in confusion at the same time.

“Just slacking off,” Wumaquan said matter-of-factly.

"Didn't you come here to work?" Seven was full of questions.

"Slacking off at work? That's something the younger researchers should do. Let them gain experience. I'm an old comrade, I'll just watch," Wu Maquan said in a mature tone.

"Then why did you come so quickly?"

"You can't be late for work, and you have to have a good attitude at the very least."

"???"

Seven felt that there must be something wrong between him and Wumaquan.

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Chapter Eight: It doesn't matter, I'll live a long life.

Time at work doesn't feel like time. I often slack off and get a lot done, but when I look at my watch, I realize that only a few minutes have passed.

After spending his time in the research lab, idly slacking off in various ways, the latest test report finally came out.

He glanced at it; the report was quite detailed, clearly indicating the life of a seasoned working-class person.

"Have you detected components that are different from the previous Titans?" Wumaquan raised an eyebrow.

The biggest difference between them and the native Titans of Earth is that both Golza and Melba, two monsters that survived from the ancient era, have traces of erosion on their bodies.

Therefore, the cells mutated, resulting in a different appearance.

Researchers speculate that the changes in appearance are not significant, and the black hole in the chest cavity is likely a sign of erosion.

Although they never saw what the ancient monsters looked like 30 million years ago, they can simulate them based on existing data and make some inferences to draw conclusions.

More than Golza and Melba, the researchers were clearly more curious about what had corrupted the two behemoths. This was highlighted in the report.

Wu Maquan read the entire report carefully.

Then I realized something.

The traces of erosion on Golza and Melba seem to have been left by him. Or perhaps they were left by Gatanothor before his transmigration.

After a moment's thought, Wu Maquan deleted the theory of erosion and then uploaded it to his superior.

That concludes today's work.

……

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

I clock in and slack off at work, then smoke, drink, and get my hair permed after get off work—living a monotonous life revolving around these three points.

Seven, who was inside Wumaquan's body, remained silent and muffled.

I don't know if they were bored with Wumaquan's lifestyle or if they were secretly observing him.

"After discussion within our Victory Team, the Red Giant will be codenamed Seven X, and the Colored Giant will be called Ultraman Tiga."

"Regarding what kind of existence giants are to us humans, I personally believe that giants are those who can help us humans."

"We, the Victory Team, will be keeping a close eye on things. We stand with you."

On a suburban street, a television set behind glass was playing an interview with Megumi Iruma, the captain of the GUTS team.

Wuma Izumi sat alone on a red plastic chair, listening to the news. Tiga was out of the question; Daigo was probably behind it all. It was a mystery how the GUTS team knew about the Seven X title; it was pure luck. Perhaps it was just fate.

He turned his head away and stopped paying attention.

Look ahead.

The kindergarten held an event where the teachers organized the children to dress up as Ultraman and fight monsters.

A group of parents sat below; some were engrossed in their phones, showing no interest whatsoever; some applauded enthusiastically, giving them face; and some remained expressionless, wanting only to leave…

On stage, several children, speaking in their childish, innocent voices, did their best to act.

A little girl in a red dress portrays a monster, a little boy in a blue dress portrays Ultraman...

The two sides engaged in a symbolic scuffle.

The ending, which should have been Ultraman defeating the monster, was unexpectedly disrupted when the little girl in red pinned the little boy dressed as Ultraman down, effectively making it seem like the monster had defeated Ultraman.

Wu Maquan was thoroughly enjoying the sight.

Seven, who had been silent for days inside his body, finally spoke up.

"I didn't expect you to come to see a children's performance."

"What? Isn't this normal? They're just bored, so they come to take a look. Even after retiring, the old men know to get together and play chess."

“It was a little unexpected.”

What surprised Seven more than becoming a researcher.

Wumaquan's life was nothing like that of a dark ruler.

Just like an old man taking a walk in the park.

Watching kids perform now shows a complete lack of boss-like sophistication.

No wonder Wumaquan remained undiscovered while hiding in human society, and even thrived there.

If it weren't for the fact that he chose me to save someone that day, which unexpectedly exposed my identity as the Dark Ruler.

They can probably keep it hidden forever.

"Do you think I should be able to do whatever I want in human society, living a busy life where I can decide the fate of most people with just a word?" Wumaquan said chuckled.

"Yes." Seven did not hide anything.

“That’s a life that only a very few people can live. The life that most people lead is like mine, a life of going from home to work and back in a cycle, wandering around when I’m bored, and living a life of leisure that’s as dull as a bird.” Wu Maquan said, propping his face up with his hand and bending over. “But there’s nothing wrong with an ordinary life. As long as you want to live the life you want, it’s fulfilling and meaningful.”

"So this is the life you want?" Seven asked.

“Maybe so.” Wumaquan shrugged and said, “Without the identity of a monster, I should have been a human, living a peaceful life. Oh, right, now I also have the identity of an Ultraman.”

"Ring ring~" At this moment, a sudden telephone ring broke the harmonious tranquility.

Wu Maquan answered the phone skillfully, listened to what was being said on the other end, hummed in response, and then hung up.

"Going to work again?"

"Actually, it was during working hours, but I slipped out."

"What are you going there for this time?"

"Since the Golza and Melba incidents, the organization has devoted more manpower and resources to searching for traces of monsters, wanting to conduct more in-depth research. Now they have found a place."

"where?"

"Kurajima, according to the workers there, they often see monsters with one or two horns appearing in the cave. It's quite close to here, and it won't take long to get there by boat. If the monsters inside come out, Kurarajima will be the first to suffer, and this place will be the second."

Wumaquan got up, preparing to ride his beloved little motorcycle to the coast to catch a boat.

However, when he got to the motorcycle, he was stunned. It seemed to be illegally parked, as the tires were locked.

"Seven, speaking of which, I am your human form, so I can use Ultra telekinesis, right?" Wuma Quan stared expressionlessly at the lock on the tire.

"Yes, but it will shorten your lifespan." Seven hesitated for a moment before slowly explaining the side effects.

With her arms crossed in front of her chest, Wuma Quan, guided by Seven, attempted to unleash her human form's skill, Ultra Telekinesis, for the first time.

The lock on the tire was easily disengaged by Ultraman's telekinesis.

He inserted the key, started the engine, and sped off.

Ultraman's telekinesis shortens lifespan?

It doesn't matter, I'll live a long life anyway.

Throughout the history of the Ultraman universe, no Ultraman or monster has ever died due to shortened lifespan.

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Chapter Nine: The Imperial Organization

Kurara Island.