Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

The owner of these eyes is looking around at the world within his sight with a blank expression.

The operating lights and the white ceiling were too cramped; he wanted to see more.

As soon as this thought arose, he discovered that his "eyes" seemed to have grown legs. After a brief flash of darkness, he passed through the ceiling and saw the floors above. This was the area where the research labs were concentrated. The doors were all very thick. Some were empty, while others were in use. Further out, patrol teams would occasionally walk by in orderly steps.

After finishing her physical training, Saijo Nagi returned to her room to copy the report she had worked on all night.

As she turned on her computer, she suddenly noticed a gaze, which instantly sent shivers down her spine.

She had only experienced the same feeling when she was being stared at by alien beasts. She immediately stopped moving and looked around warily.

This is her own dormitory, and she knows every piece of furniture better than anyone else.

The current vice-captain of the Night Raid Team, who was so vigilant that he seemed to be in a state of constant combat, scanned her room inch by inch with his knife-like gaze, finally fixing his gaze on the coat she had just casually put down.

She walked over, reached out, and touched the still-warm inner pocket.

Feeling the cool touch, she took the contents out and her expression suddenly changed.

Chapter 145 Reconstruction and Worries

"Um, that wrench, could you please give me the wrench?"

At Needle Nest Amusement Park, Takashi Ooshiro is struggling to move the wreckage of a carousel that is twisted and resembles abstract art.

Megaflash's barrier also covered the amusement park, preventing the use of beam attacks and the opening of the Meta Field. The Ultra Warriors could only do their best to ensure the safety of the people, and as for the buildings... they couldn't afford to worry about them.

Reconstruction work is in full swing a few blocks away. Construction teams are prioritizing the treatment of dilapidated buildings in densely populated areas, followed by the rubble that has collapsed, and then the amusement park. Therefore, only Takashiro Oshiro is currently cleaning up the damaged facilities.

The boss, Naoshiki, went to the insurance company to negotiate. Before returning, he also needs to visit some old friends to see if he can get some help through personal connections. Therefore, most of the work currently falls on Takashiro Oshiro's shoulders.

Just when he thought it was getting dark and his intervertebral disc was about to herniate prematurely, Qian Shulian's "cousin" suddenly appeared, saying that he had taken a short leave of absence, had just visited Lian, and had come here to take a look as well.

Once you've seen it, don't leave. So, "Cousin" was drafted to help pile the broken pieces into pieces on an open space, waiting for the construction vehicle to process them all at once.

"Ah, I need a large wrench," Takashi Oshiro added.

Komon Kazuki handed him a wrench as instructed, and watched as Ooshiro Takashi propped one foot on the rickety frame—which had probably been used to secure the rocking horse and also served as a handrail for passengers. He laid the half-smashed object flat, braced one foot against the frame, and tightened the screws with the other. Once the frame was disassembled, the steel would be separated from the other scrap, and then the owner could decide which scrap yard to sell it to.

"So, once Lian's fever breaks, we'll go home?"

As expected, when questioned by the amusement park, Kazuki Komon still used the ever-present excuse of "having a cold and fever."

As dusk fell, the afterglow shone on the wrench, softening its cold metallic hue.

“Yes,” Komon Kazuki said, “His family has come looking for him, and he wants to go back to school.”

After recovering from his illness, Chishu Rei probably resumed his long-cherished research on marine life. He told the amusement park staff that Chishu Rei was going back to continue his studies, which wasn't exactly a lie.

Ooshiro Takashi chuckled, "I knew that kid was a runaway college student. Judging by the time, if he goes back any later, he probably won't make it to the final exams. Skipping classes is a small matter, but his GPA is a big deal. It's just a pity that I can't find anyone to ask for my homework..."

Kazuki Komon had assumed that the area would be filled with a deathly aura, like after an earthquake, after the attack by the alien beasts. However, as he walked through the collapsed residential area and up to this amusement park, he saw people grieving over their lost homes and belongings, some calling the construction crew to come down for a drink before continuing their work, and others doing everything they could to help. All the emotions he saw were vivid, but there was no deathly aura of utter despair.

At least within the area covered by Megafrash's barrier, most of the casualty reports focused on injuries sustained during the escape. In the end, the casualties caused by Dark Mephisto were much greater than those caused by the alien beasts.

Like most people, Takashi Ooshiro did not shy away from what happened that day; on the contrary, he talked about it at length, even though he was outside at the time and felt a sense of relief at surviving a disaster.

“I heard from the boss that back then, Barney's whip was made of vines, and it could glow. It was going to be lashed out at the amusement park,” he said, gesturing towards a small hill in the park. “Right there, if it had been lashed out, that hill might have been gone. The blue giant saved him and the amusement park. Otherwise, we would have lost more than just a carousel.”

Kazuki Komon helped gather up the dismantled wreckage while listening to his rambling.

“I wonder if the giant can understand us. If I see him again… before the Barnib monster, I want to thank him,” Takashiro Ooshiro dragged out the steel with a clang and threw it on the ground, then moved on to the next piece. His expression suddenly changed from serious to sarcastic: “Let me tell you, when I saw the boss that day, I saw his hands were still shaking, hahaha… The kids next to him were calmer than him, and they always said they’d seen the world and could bring back so many brothers after wandering around outside. Hey, don’t tell him that.”

"I won't tell." Komon Kazuki imagined Naoichi Harisu, who usually seemed calm, trembling, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, just like Ooshiro Takashi, making his hands move the things a little lighter.

While reconstruction is in full swing on one side, a somber atmosphere permeates the haunted retirement home of Baolucao on the other.

While helping his seniors at the hospital, Shintaro Hirata also told Jun Sakuma and others about what he had discovered.

“Wangchuan is very unstable right now. Senior, you can take a look at the reports from the Memory Police, especially those from the Second Base. There have been cases there of ‘people regaining their memories on their own without encountering alien beasts.’”

"Is it because Megaflash and Dark Mephisto have openly appeared in the city?"

As Jun Sakuma replied, Jun Himeya easily logged into TLT's internal system, entered the password, and accessed the posting history of the second base.

"It's possible that when Megafrash appeared, he destroyed the barrier that we visitors set up in the city, causing problems with the River of Oblivion's function. Some people regained their memories, but the key is that those memories weren't recent. The cases reported by the Second Base are..."

"The Shinjuku Catastrophe?" Jun Himeya uttered the words as the report, written in black and white, had a headline so large it was almost blinding.

He followed the report's description, extracting key phrases and reading them aloud: "After being erased from collective memory, it was generally accepted as a disaster caused by a meteorite, but the real reason was the battle between NEXT and The One."

"The protagonist of the case regained his memories of the Titans, stating that there were 'monsters with crow wings' and Titans fighting in the sky above the city. It was the One-Eyed Bird that altered the memory to 'meteorite'," Jun Himeya continued flipping through the report, his eyebrows furrowing more and more tightly: "Regarding the Megafrash attack incident, we request permission to use the mass memory erasure again."

“Mass erasure is a pipe dream,” Hirata Shintaro’s first sentence relieved the others, but his next words made them worry: “Wangchuan is about to collapse. We’ve been researching how to expand Wangchuan, but the current conditions simply don’t allow it. Just suppressing the negative emotions inside is already pushing us to the limit every day. If we were to perform another mass memory erasure… Wangchuan might collapse first.”

"Don't forget, the Dark Giant is coveting it. If what's inside is leaked... all those negative memories humans have accumulated over the years about the Alien Beasts. Alien Beasts eat 'fear.' Although we haven't analyzed the source of the Dark Giant's power yet, it's definitely related to negative emotions. Megafrash didn't just break through the external barrier; it opened a gap in the entire River of Oblivion."

"Headquarters is already studying countermeasures. If everything collapses, those things trapped in the River of Oblivion will be like a tonic to them!"

Chapter 146 Beautiful Waste

While others worried about the carrying capacity of the River of Oblivion, Jun Sakuma had another concern.

He had discovered a small alien beast in the lake at the Third Base, and the Forgotten River happened to be located there, so he couldn't help but pay attention.

"Samuel, that strange fish in the lake, I remember you saying the warning system failed?"

The voice that answered him was somewhat muffled, and Jun Sakuma suspected that Samuel was probably speaking to him from under the blanket again: "Yes, I can't sense the stone carvings anymore."

"What about the one back in your hometown?"

"Hmm... the one from Hemao Mountain is still there."

“Then shall we build another one for the Third Base? We can’t do that over at Wangchuan…” Jun Sakuma paused for a moment before continuing, “No, early warning is no longer meaningful.”

"How to say?"

"The timing of the attack on the First Base is too coincidental, falling exactly the day after they signed the relocation agreement. It's hard not to believe that they have people inside TLT," Jun Sakuma speculated. "The inverted pentagram tempts people to fall into the form of alien beasts, and those selected are people who believe that the Banib monster will change their lives. Perhaps someone inside TLT has been controlled by the same method and reported the internal movements to the Dark Giants. Since they have been infiltrated, they can launch an attack inside the base at any time, and the warnings we placed on the perimeter are meaningless."

“Then you need to be prepared at any time,” the person still huddled in the Light Chaser’s Medal reminded him, “You’ve turned the Blazing Light Blade into a glass marble…”

"Hey, that was just me trying it out! I just learned something new!" Samuel should have kept quiet, because Sakuma Jun couldn't help but get excited when he brought it up.

Yesterday, Jun Sakuma underwent a reflex training session inside the transformation device. Feeling mentally tormented, he decided to come out and continue making light balls to comfort himself.

It's freezing cold. Even the little light person couldn't warm their hands after being eaten by that guy called Aiba Yu. They could only rub their light balls to maintain their heat.

Jun Sakuma first tried carving the light sphere, and as expected, he carved something that he couldn't tell what it was. He became increasingly annoyed with it.

He recalled the explosive light blade that Samuel had made him memorize that day, although at the time he hadn't resisted at all.

He realized he had missed the opportunity, but recalling how Samuel had used it before... he thought he could try to imitate it.

Jun Sakuma believed in his own understanding.

This house was intended for Bao Lucao's retirement, and he only dared to test it cautiously, for fear of blowing up the home of the Finance Minister of the Truth Investigation Team.

Samuel watched him slowly fill the container with energy, and couldn't help but recall his first test of light on Sofer, when he had unleashed all the energy he could muster at once. Sakuma Jun's approach was like weighing something by stacking feathers instead of weights, all while counting – a truly excellent way to help you sleep.

The price of being overly cautious is that what he created was, let alone the shape of a blade, it was just an almost round object, and the "explosive" property was nowhere to be found. It was so stable that it could be tied to a sandbag and elastic rope and used to play tennis with itself.

Samuel came out, glanced at it, and scoffed, "Glass marbles."

The outer shell is indeed very nice, with a lustrous color, and the sparkling glitter inside is like quicksand, very beautiful, a standard example of beautiful but useless.

It is drop-resistant, wear-resistant, extremely lightweight, and made of excellent materials.

Jun Sakuma pondered for a long time while holding the beautiful but useless object, and decided to give it to Karin as a decoration for her fish tank.

Karin liked it very much, and Jun Sakuma felt a little comforted for his weary heart—but that comfort was shattered by a cry of surprise this morning.

That "fish tank decoration," a beautiful piece of junk, finally remembered this morning that its original purpose as a "bursting light blade" was to be created. So, with a "boom," it blew the fish and the tank up to the ceiling. It's just fortunate that Jun Sakuma didn't put in much energy, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a matter of breaking a fish tank.

The little goldfish, which had survived the entire autumn under the curse of everything it was kept dying, did not live to see the New Year. Huali was sitting obediently in front of the mirror, waiting for Qixia to comb her hair. When she turned around, she only saw shards of glass and the little goldfish. The little goldfish struggled for several hours and finally floated on the water basin that had been temporarily given to it.

"Waaah, Daddy—!"

Forced to use konpeito to appease his daughter, Jun Sakuma was baffled by the extreme delay in dealing with the beautiful but useless girl. He went to ask Samuel, who simply said, "You'll get it after frying it a few more times."

Jun Sakuma felt he should go to the fishpond to practice his skills.

Samuel laughed at him: "You throw 'glass marbles' at sunrise and then wait until sunset to make them explode?"

"...I'm a peace-loving police officer! You might not believe it, but my service weapon has only ever been fired at the sky!"

Samuel's voice was even more muffled. Jun Sakuma suspected that he was laughing so hard that he had shrunk into the blanket. He missed the times when Samuel often came out. Back then, Hikaru would always be leaning against the hot porcelain cup, and he could take the cup away when he wasn't looking, letting him feel the hardness of the tabletop on the back of his head.

Or just turn the cup upside down and cover him up, let him laugh, let him laugh! What's wrong with loving peace!

Jun Sakuma interrupts his conversation with Samuel and decides to focus on overcoming the challenge.

……

Inside the Light Chaser's Medal.

Aiba Yu was still wrapped in a blanket, basking in the sun outside.

The snow had stopped, and he found a spot where he could see greenery to sit. A cool breeze blew from the icy ocean, across the lake and the grassland, meandering through the vast space.

Aiba Yu was in a good mood at the moment. Sakuma Jun had severed the mental link, so he used the Light Chaser's Medal to "watch" Sakuma Jun practice his "Glass Marble" while enjoying the breeze.

Actually, there has been progress; before nightfall, the glass marbles were replaced with glass poppers.

While Jun Sakuma was thinking about how to improve it, he accidentally rolled his sculpted object onto the ground. After being hit, the beautiful piece of junk finally exploded prematurely.

After a few more tries, Jun Sakuma was delighted by the visible improvement: "Hey! It didn't make a sound when I fell yesterday, but it exploded when I fell today!"

Yu Aiba finally couldn't hold back any longer, and his laughter echoed far across the empty lake.