Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"Mr. Needle Nest is going to be angry!" Senju Rei rushed out the door, only to be completely bewildered by the scene before her.

Seven pairs of eyes were fixed on him: six adults and one child, oh, and another one, Samuel sitting on the railing watching him quietly.

He looked down and realized that his coat was missing. He was wearing unfamiliar pajamas, clean and wrinkled, probably clothes that had just been taken out of the packaging.

“I’ve called in sick for you at the amusement park,” Jun Sakuma said, looking up. “Are you hungry? Want some porridge?”

Huali jumped off the stool and ran into the kitchen. Qixia quickly followed. When they came out, one was carrying a bowl of porridge, and the other was holding chopsticks. The little girl greeted him, "You overslept! Breakfast and lunch are combined!"

Qian Shulian rubbed the back of her exposed hand. Suddenly, a slight breeze swept by her side. When she looked over, she saw something orange in front of her.

Hikaru grabbed the corner of his coat with both hands, stretched out his arm, and Chishu Rei subconsciously took it, saying "Thank you."

Samuel drifted to the side. Although nothing seemed to have changed, Chishu Rei felt a faint, warm breeze blowing on her. Having just come out of the warm bed, her skin, which was covered in goosebumps, felt much more comfortable.

Qi Xia saw the coat being held and floated by an unseen "ghost," but she was not surprised by this scene. She simply went back into the kitchen and brought out some side dishes and snacks, which she placed on the table along with the porridge bowl.

Low in sugar, healthy, specially kept warm, and just the right temperature to eat, it's a suitable choice for patients who have been hungry all day.

They all knew about the son of Prometheus, and when they looked at the young man, they inevitably felt more concern for him.

However... there are many ways to show "care".

Senju Rei was indeed hungry and finished his porridge. He wanted to wash the dishes, but Sakuma Jun stopped him.

"You don't have to go to the amusement park today, you have class to attend." The other person said, and then the bowl and chopsticks in front of me were quickly cleared away, the table was wiped clean, and a laptop with a network cable was placed in front of me.

"Class? Huh?"

Along with the laptop came a man in a leather jacket, his eyebrows furrowed like a senior student struggling with an experiment... and Samuel.

"Buzz."

The screen lit up, and under Qian Shulian's strange gaze, they crept into TLT's database and opened a surveillance video.

Those were cameras mounted in the cockpit of the Chrome Chester. The TLT used them to collect combat intelligence on the alien beasts and giants. Each fighter had one, so the surveillance video recorded his earlier battles with Dark Mephisto and Lizalissu from various angles.

What are you doing?

Chishu Rei liked having her story embellished and published in newspapers; those publications were proof that she had been there.

But that doesn't mean he can accept watching the live recording with others, feeling like he's being watched by the whole class while doing an experiment.

"My name is Jun Himeya, the previous host."

This opening line immediately stunned the somewhat uneasy young man.

Should I reply with "Hi," "Hello," or "Hello, senior," or...? Several thoughts rushed into my mind in an instant, but before he could open his mouth, the next sentence hit him like a heavy hammer.

"What kind of reckless fighting style is that?!"

His smile vanished instantly. Although he had been reprimanded, Senju Rei couldn't muster any anger. He saw the scene paused, frozen at the moment the giant brushed past the light bullet.

"...Yes?" A sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

Jun Himeya and Samuel, one on the left and one on the right, were both staring at the current host. Their gazes were calm, but in Rei Senju's eyes, they were similar to the professor who had found something he was not satisfied with and was about to come and question him with a report.

In the kitchen, Huali tiptoed to hand her elderly father the chopsticks to be washed, and asked in a low voice, "I remember you all said that Uncle Himeya couldn't be stopped from fighting the alien beasts. Is it really okay for him to say that about others?"

The three people outside all had excellent hearing. Even though Huali lowered her voice, it sounded to them as if someone was shouting next to them.

There was silence in the air.

Qian Shulian's somewhat wavering goal instantly became firm, and she looked back at the former host without any hesitation.

Himeya Jun's expression remained unchanged as he tapped the table, seemingly ignoring Karin's words: "Here, you should have observed the direction it was aiming at before it released its attack. It would have been too late to dodge once it finished charging up."

Samuel repeatedly

Nodding. That's right, you have to dodge. You can't go in and fight while taking the hits; it's bad for your health.

Karin tilted her head back: "Will Daddy dodge?"

Junichi Sakuma said, "Yes, Dad will."

The scene continues, showing the blue giant performing a series of extreme maneuvers under a rain of light, dodging and weaving, with dangerous light bullets grazing overhead, at his feet, and even beside the timer.

"You have the space to fly up and create distance before launching a counterattack, so why get close and dodge this?"

Samuel thought Jun Himeya made a lot of sense. As expected of an excellent human host, he knew that for a host with poor health, the speed advantage should be fully utilized when dealing with a clumsy enemy. When the opponent makes a move, create distance, and when the opponent has not yet caught their breath, take the opportunity to strike.

You absolutely cannot rush in and take the hits just because your shield is effective, let alone stick to and fight monsters with excellent defense.

That's right, well said!

Sakuma Jun peeked out at them, and Karin, who didn't understand anything, also peeked out.

For some reason, Jun Sakuma always felt that Jun Himeya was actually giving a lesson to the two of them. As for Samuel, the guy who sat cross-legged and looked so proper as if he was really listening, he suspected that muscle memory would work before the brain did.

But then again, Himeya Jun is taking this class... Sakuma Jun recalled the days when he asked Karin to hold him back but never succeeded.

It's just like a physical education teacher explaining applied physics to literature and history students.

The video plays for a while, then pauses abruptly. Jun Himeya gives a brief explanation, and Samuel nods, agreeing that this is the most suitable battle plan for Rei Senju.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't rush in!"

"Alien beasts can be repaired, but you can't."

Qian Shulian wanted to remind him of the Stone Wings, even though she didn't like using them herself. The place was as quiet as if it were floating alone in the vast universe. In comparison, he preferred to stay outside and watch the scenery outside his temporary residence. Fallen leaves rustled down, there was free wind, clouds, and birds. He could hear the breath of nature, the rhythm of life, and an unknown beetle preening its elytra with its legs.

He sneaked out of the institution, seeking to unleash his freedom. His predecessor kept telling him "you shouldn't do this" and "you shouldn't do that," and he should have felt uncomfortable because of the constraints, but he couldn't feel any negative emotions. Instead, he was overjoyed.

Look, they're teaching me how to fight alien beasts; they need me.

Mr. Genlai is writing my story. Many people have read the story, and perhaps many years from now, people will remember me, whether they call me "Giant," "Ultraman Warrior," or something else.

This is a treatment you can't get in an organization.

Everything about the son of Prometheus and everything related to him was kept in a secret database. He was just one of many planned babies. Even though he received more attention because of his special body, only those people remembered him. His life was confined to a small nest, with layers of secret seals sealing everything inside.

I've heard that ordinary people change schools and classes from childhood to adulthood, and come into contact with many different people.

I've heard that ordinary people participate in many social activities. There are clubs in middle schools and universities, and some clubs even participate in national competitions, raising trophies high under the spotlight.

I've heard that other people's lives are very interesting.

I've heard that other people's lives are very happy.

I've heard that the records of the son of Prometheus are to be sealed away for decades or even centuries.

Once the data is declassified, who will remember Qian Shulian's short life? He was only slightly luckier than an unborn embryo; after eighteen years, he left nothing behind.

But now there's an opportunity!

Takashi Oshiro, Naoichi Harisu, Jun Sakuma, Samuel, Jun Himeya, and even the citizens discussing "Barnib and the Giants"... as well as Komon and Mizuki, with these people surrounding him, it seemed that he could no longer just watch over other people's happiness.

Those outside these research institutions have him in their eyes and will remember him in the future, like fleeting traces in the snow, no longer afraid of disappearing like smoke.

The happiness that belongs to Chishu Rei is being realized.

Chapter 114 The Worshipper

"I had a beautiful dream, there were golden fruits on the trees."

“The golden fruit beckons me, ‘follow your heart,’ says the master of the goat.”

"Ants are always in a hurry, and 'good people' always have clever words."

"The older sister ran away with the red dragonfly, and the older brother jumped into hell."

"Ants' children are still ants, living in the mud generation after generation."

“‘Good people’ have poetry and the beauty of nature; they are glamorous and beautiful.”

“Barnibu treats everyone the same, so it’s no wonder the king is the same.”

“Go to Barnibu, and you will hang upside down with the pentagram, so that you may freely express your heart’s desires.”

“Go to Barnibu, he will shatter injustice, for there is no good spirit in the world.”

……

"These things again!" Runping refreshed the webpage, the screen was sprinkled with tiny cherry blossoms, and a little bear was chasing a dog from one end to the other.

That was the "Fantasy Paradise" website they maintained. Ever since the Light and Darkness series became a bestseller, this forum, which contained the complete story and some "abnormal events," has become increasingly popular.

At first, it was Negoro Jinzo and a few others who went out to find the truth buried in the trashy news, increasing the forum's activity. Later, it became a place where people actively searched, with pictures, videos, and long articles analyzing, as if all the world's research enthusiasts were gathered here looking for connections between the "Light and Darkness" series of stories and real-world "abnormal events".

In a sense, it truly is a global event; the forum, with the enthusiastic support of Shintaro Hirata, has already amassed a huge following.

With multiple language versions available, you can also try the Hebrew version if you want to experience the mysterious atmosphere.

Just when the truth-seeking team, holed up in the haunted retirement house of Baolucao, thought everything was going smoothly and that people should be more accepting of monsters in reality... they discovered some discordant voices.

Just like when watching a horror movie, some people hope the protagonist escapes, while others hope the monster eats everyone. Some people are chasing giants, while others are chasing the Banib monster.

The former generally constitutes the majority, while the latter's voice is often suppressed in the background.

But recently, to be precise, when the alien beasts began to erode the safety line, advancing step by step from the sparsely populated suburbs to the districts where factories are concentrated in the suburbs, these voices that should have been circulating in the shadows have become increasingly louder.

At first, it was just venting, such as "The monster Barney is about to destroy the assets of the black-hearted factory owner, I have to celebrate for a whole year" and "Why don't you go to the city and stomp on so-and-so I hate the most?"

Later, their voices grew louder and louder, and the things they spread became more and more "refined," eventually even resembling hymns.

Those things not only circulated online, but even appeared in publications that followed the trend of writing "fantasy stories".