Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"King Salted Fish, are you talking to me?" Kinoshita Kei said with a bitter face, "If you don't mind, you can write something."

Pito twisted his body and transformed back into a roguish swordsman who loved to write. He retrieved the whiteboard that he had broken in two, took one half, and began to write and draw on it like a bear doing embroidery.

The blurry shadow left the living room, disappearing without a trace. Kinoshita Kei, unable to find the shadow's outline, said to Pito, "My fellow countryman's probably gone to compose himself. The plot is the same as what I told you. I haven't even watched Gaia myself, only know the outline. Uranus and the 'salted fish Earth' have appeared, so it's probably a heavily modified world. You can use that as a reference..."

Chapter Seventeen: The Lonely Soul

Aiba Yu didn't go too far. When Kinoshita Kei finished talking to the Salted Fish King and went downstairs to prepare for the evening rush of customers, he saw him sitting in an empty seat. The light of the setting sun pierced through the translucent ghostly body, making the velvet seat look warm and melting.

He was wearing an unfamiliar blue uniform, which Kinoshita Kei did not recognize, except for the Romanized lettering on the back.

Fellow countrymen are naturally closer than anyone else in the world—at least that's what Kinoshita Kei thought.

Although life in Gaia World was similar to his original Earth, otherwise he wouldn't have mistakenly thought he had been reborn in the city, so many people had passed by him, so many good and bad, caring and uncaring people had appeared and disappeared from his life. Kinoshita Kei had a new dog-like classmate, a fussy teacher who was always there, and a grandmother who loved him.

But some things he can only say to himself.

He didn't even dare to speak, he only dared to write it down in Chinese characters, fill it into the codebook, and then fasten it with multiple locks.

Kinoshita Kei and Kinoshita Yasushi are completely different.

Mu Xiajing is like a drop of water in the ocean, an average student among dozens of students in the class. Teachers remember the top students and the poor students, but always forget the honest students in the middle.

He wasn't as dashing as the older boys sitting in the back row, who dared to cook hot pot in the classroom, sleep through class, and attract the amazement of classmates and the "special attention" of teachers in various ways; nor was he like other people's children, who were all-rounders in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and liked to play basketball with other boys. Even though they were all running on the same court, Mu Xiajing perfectly blended into the fishpond during the exam, while other people's children were unparalleled in mowing the lawn.

Class reunions often revolve around famous figures, and even years after graduation, people might use their names to reminisce about their youth. Mu Xiajing is the one who misses others. Occasionally, he'll bump into an old acquaintance on the street, and he'll greet them with a cheerful "hehe," leaving the other person stunned for a moment before seemingly remembering him: "Oh, it's you!" But until he introduces himself, the other person will never be able to recall his name.

Back then, Mu Xiajing, like many other "supporting actors," was buried in the crowd, watching eloquent classmates give speeches, talented classmates sing and dance, and high-achieving classmates receive awards on stage. After being a "supporting actor" for so long, he also wanted to become a "flower." Mu Xiajing fantasized about receiving thunderous applause during his speeches; about being the most dazzling star under the spotlight when he sang; about becoming a prominent figure and returning as an outstanding alumnus to give a speech, using the most understated tone to describe the most amazing life.

But fantasy is just fantasy after all.

Some things, if you don't have anyone to guide you and only realize them on your own, it's probably too late—you only remember what you should have done in high school after graduating and starting work.

What's the point of studying hard and getting into a good university? The big shots are already on full scholarships to study at schools where he can't even pronounce foreign languages ​​properly. They chat and laugh in the CBD, and big names they've heard of and those they haven't heard of are commonplace in their mouths, like the buddies across the hall who will come over for some barbecue at a moment's notice. Meanwhile, he's applying for a job as a front desk clerk, overjoyed at his first meager income.

One day, Mu Xiajing was reborn into another world without knowing why, and was given the name "Kinoshita Kei".

When Kinoshita Maho was making formula for him, she had no idea that she had picked up a "strange" baby who was "born with knowledge".

After understanding his situation, the baby made up his mind, and Kinoshita Kei lived out Kinoshita Yasushi's ideal.

He is intelligent and precocious, and he has planned his future in an orderly manner.

He also became the "model child" in the eyes of others, not only "developing" a bunch of interesting new coffee products to supplement the family income, but also consistently being the leader of the grade, with a stable position and his crown remaining intact from elementary school to high school.

When children write essays, they might be scientists one minute and astronauts the next. When they grow up and talk about their elementary school essays, they'll mostly just laugh it off and go back to their manual labor.

Unlike others, Kinoshita Kei wrote when he was a child that he wanted to go to observatories all over the world to see the stars, and now he is actually on that path, realizing his romantic imagination about the starry sky every day.

Of course, he couldn't compare to the "chosen ones" of the Alchemy Star. He had only achieved the limits of his own energy and intelligence, completely different from the geniuses on the Alchemy Star who seemed to have cheat codes. When he learned that even after his second life of hard work, he was still overshadowed by a genius who was born a head taller than him, he was indeed resentful. But after some adjustment, he accepted it. What else could he do? Living in a world full of monsters, just surviving was enough!

Kinoshita Kei knew that the "Uranus" mentioned by the Salted Fish King was very likely true, but he knew his own limitations. His talent was limited; getting into a top university and becoming a student of the renowned Professor Fukui was already quite an achievement, and he also had to run the café. Unlike other animals, he didn't have the extra energy to build a muscular physique and pursue both academic and martial arts skills. Although he aspired to be a hero, Kinoshita Kei believed that in a real fight, he would probably be the one getting beaten to a pulp, his survival depending entirely on whether the monster had any sense of martial ethics.

If Uranus had a substitute pilot, that would be fine, but perhaps after that Sky Light regains his senses, he'll find him lacking in passion and dedication, and decide to abandon the lousy pilot and go solo.

Kinoshita Kei's resume is impressive, and he looks spirited in his passport photo. But in his own eyes, he is just an ordinary "green leaf" who is not noticeable in a crowd.

Having the experience of a previous life to cheat means living to the level of someone else's previous life. It's like he reloaded a save file and started over, only to catch up with the score that the expert achieved on their first try.

What a disgrace to time travelers! Kinoshita Kei was overjoyed when he thought of this phrase. Hahaha, what a funny joke, but unfortunately he could only say it to himself.

Things are different now; it turns out there are still people from our hometown in this world.

Kinoshita Kei had read time-travel novels. Those powerful figures who went back in time either used cheat codes to completely dominate the game, or they were like Voldemort for a while before conquering the game again. They could burn entire families without batting an eye. They were all ruthless individuals, not to be trifled with.

This fellow villager doesn't seem to fit the logic of the Ultraman world. According to the logic of the Ultraman world, people like Kinoshita Kei are definitely good people. Kinoshita Kei can boldly borrow his wings to shelter him from the wind and rain and live his own life. If this fellow villager can't be relied on, then there's Gaia. In his own TV series, he is the chosen one among chosen ones.

That fellow villager is quite something! He's using Meta Realm and switching between ghostly and physical forms all at once. The Salted Fish King describes him as someone who "heard the light from an alien planet calling for help." Wow, how amazing!

Kinoshita Keimi and Aiba Yu sat silently in their chairs, much like static portraits in oil paintings. The painter's brushstrokes often depicted them with a half-smile. The light and shadow of the setting sun rendered the bright side, while the brushstrokes painted heavy shadows on the dark side, making the picture appear tranquil and sad, as if both illusion and reality were contained in a bubble.

The butterfly in Zhuangzi's dream flew in from the golden clouds, the soul from another world was so lonely, and the air in the café was filled with the sweet smell of sugar and milk.

Kinoshita Kei quickly scribbled a note and placed it on the table where the "ghost" was sitting when no one was looking.

Here in this bustling café, he can't just talk to the "air," or the customers will think he's crazy.

Aiba Yu looked down and saw the note; the handwriting was very messy.

“The ‘script’ was just a possibility, and it was changed when we arrived.”

"At least, the scripts I know of don't have 'Musal' in them."

Kinoshita Kei waited for his fellow villager to recover on his own. Aiba Yu looked up at him, and a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, deafeningly clear:

"It's Samuel!"

Chapter Eighteen Cheating

The next day, classroom 503 of the second teaching building at Seongnam University.

Kinoshita Kei was contemplating life in the first row, Aiba Yu sat to his left, and a salted fish stall sat to his right.

In Professor Fukui's class, only true warriors who dare to face the storm would sit in the front row, let alone in such a precarious position as the very first row. The students looked at Kinoshita Kei as if they were looking at a pioneer who was willing to dedicate himself and sacrifice himself, standing alone on the distant front line, with a bunch of lambs trembling behind him.

"As expected of the top student in this grade! The leader!"

A message came quietly from a close friend, and Kinoshita Kei's phone vibrated. Professor Fukui glanced at him.

"Don't sell me, you bastard!" Kinoshita Kei immediately switched to flight mode.

He initially didn't want to go to the front row to offer his services, but Professor Fukui really remembered him. After entering the classroom, he glanced at the number of students and then walked kindly to Kinoshita Kei, who was huddled in the third-to-last row: "Kinoshita-kun, I know you are a studious student, why don't you come to the front?"

No! I'm not a good student! Kinoshita Keishi was as steady as an old tree with deep roots.

"So this is the class of students, huh?" Professor Fukui looked at the group of lambs huddled in the back row and walked toward the podium with a look of disappointment.

Kinoshita Kei looked around, then glanced at his fellow villager who was still in a ghostly state, and went to the first row with a pout.

Aiba Yu communicated with him telepathically. Kinoshita Kei couldn't hear him clearly before, but ever since Kinoshita Kei corrected his name yesterday, he could hear it more clearly than the noise of any high-end audio system.

“Being able to hear my voice means you are indeed awakening,” Aiba Yu said. “Aside from that, do you have any other feelings?”

Kinoshita Kei cannot communicate with his mind; he can only write what he wants to say in a notebook.

Professor Fukui was quite old and couldn't see clearly what was on his notebook. He just assumed that Kinoshita was taking notes diligently and nodded with satisfaction.

"I don't feel anything else, I just feel like I'm going to die sitting here," Kinoshita Kei wrote furiously, "I bet I'm going to be dragged up here to do some more problems!"

Professor Fukui called on students to answer questions like a shower of blossoms, often calling on several in a single class. When he paused to look for the next student to answer a question on the blackboard, the entire classroom fell silent, as if a cold front had swept through, freezing everyone beneath the ice. Kinoshita Kei shrank his neck, moved closer to his fellow townsman, and wrote in his hand, "What did you study before?"

Aiba Yu thought about it seriously: "Military academy."

“Wow, that’s impressive! No wonder you managed to get through the Nexus world,” he continued, “Command studies? Or military engineering?”

"...crash course".

"Never heard of that. Do you have a crash course? You get a job first and then study?"

Aiba Yu thought about it for a moment. The instructor had indeed rescued him from the battlefield and put him into the base. It made sense to say that he would be employed first and then go to school. So he nodded.

While the conversation below was lively, Professor Fukui slowly began on stage: "Today, we will continue to study Kepler's equations and their solutions. To calculate the position of a celestial body at any time t from its orbital elements, we must use the last integral... Last class, we talked about how to calculate the auxiliary quantity E (ellipse) from a given time t. Kinoshita, could you explain the geometric meaning of E?"

Ah... it's not about doing a test, it's about verbally explaining on the spot... that's even more dangerous!

Kinoshita Kei stood up with a defiant air, organized his thoughts, and while scribbling on a draft paper to aid his explanation, said, "Elliptical orbits are the most widely used. We'll take 's' as the sun, located at the focus of the ellipse, and 'o' as the center. Then we'll calculate the perihelion and aphelion..."

After listening to his explanation, Professor Fukui clapped his hands encouragingly: "Very good. You listened carefully. When a planet reaches the end of its minor axis, E=π/2. When it reaches aphelion, E=π. When it returns to perihelion, it increases to 2π. E is the angle calculated from perihelion. If you follow this order to deduce it slowly, you can understand it more accurately. In celestial mechanics, E is called the perihelion angle."

"Please sit down. Now we will introduce the angle M, which is the closest point to the plane."

……

When the bell rang, Kinoshita Kei felt like a pig that had survived from a meatpacking plant.

He started praying that GUARD would definitely hire him. He didn't expect to go to the Ariel base to see something new. He would even accept being a bricklayer at the Geo base. One such high-intensity class was enough. Being called on to do problems every time was simply killing brain cells!

He followed the flow of people to the next classroom. The professor for the next class seemed more approachable, which made him feel a little more relaxed. The noise of the crowd was overwhelming, allowing him to quietly mingle with Aiba Yu in the throng and speak directly to him.

“I heard there are a lot of people applying to join GUARD, all of them are talented people who have come through various channels. I asked them via email yesterday, but the HR there didn’t give me much information. They just told me to prepare well, and that the assessment could start at any time… It’s killing me.”

Aiba Yu walked beside him, carrying the salted fish. The salted fish opened its mouth and said, "It's okay! Musar's eyes are good, he can see the test questions! He's not afraid of the physical test either, with Uranus around! If that's still not enough, let Earth Daddy give you a buff!"

"What did He say?" Kinoshita Kei, after receiving a string of incredibly noisy gibberish, rubbed his ears and asked Aiba Yu.

“He made you cheat,” Aiba Yu stated crisply, and the salted fish glared at him angrily.

Kinoshita Kei whispered, "Stop it! I'm already cheating! This is a reborn city, I'm already cheating the biggest way, cheating twice over, that's inhuman!"

“My goodness, Uranus’s wish is my wish! I’ll give Uranus whatever he wants!” The salted fish turned his body around, facing Kinoshita Kei: “The Light of the Sky and its associated abilities were originally yours. If Musar didn’t want to look at the questions, fine, but what kind of cheating is it to use your own abilities!”

Kinoshita Kei continued to gaze at Aiba Yu.

The latter paused for a moment, then concluded, "He encourages you to cheat."

Kinoshita Kei suddenly became serious: "Even a loser has their dignity. You're lucky you can sneak in by painting a loser gold, but think about it."

You can tell which piece of gold is real by its weight. Being rejected and then rejected after being accepted because of insufficient ability—I think the second one is more shameful.

Xianyu muttered, "Okay, Xiaojing is right," and then fell silent. The group continued walking towards the third teaching building where the next class was to be held.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"what is that?"

The things that caused the commotion were far from the school, but there were so many of them that it looked like a river had appeared out of nowhere on the horizon.

From this vantage point, the students couldn't make out what it was; they could only see blurry, almost brownish objects floating above the city. But Kinoshita Kei could see it clearly, unaware of his suddenly enhanced eyesight.