Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

The light from Uranus protected his fragile eardrums, ossicles, cochlea, and other auditory organs, preventing him from bleeding from all seven orifices and dying instantly due to brain resonance.

The useless Earth-brand mascot watched as he slowly moved the heavy board aside, and finally decided to play a limited role—to go through the wall and check the situation outside, becoming a happy messenger owl.

“Gaia threw the ‘meteorite’ into the sky and then finished it off with a beam of light,” Pito crawled back upside down, half his body buried in the spot where Kinoshita Kei was buried, the other half stuck in the concrete slab. He flexed his biceps, which could crush a basketball, and said, “This kid’s strength has increased again in just a few days. He’s definitely my own son!”

"Now that there are no monsters above us, we can search for people in peace. You guys are awesome! The best in the world!" Kinoshita Kei shouted, "Hurry back and help me see where the guy in the yellow shirt and glasses is buried. I need to do some 'earth excavation' so he doesn't collapse the place."

“You have no other way to go if you don’t crawl through the hole,” the muscular man smiled kindly. “Less than half of the building is left. The people you found and the XIG rescue team are buried over there. The place where they are hiding is supported by a wall and has not collapsed completely.”

He pointed to the area to the left and slightly in front of Kinoshita Kei: "First, dig through this concrete slab. I'll watch over the support points for you."

Kinoshita Kei let out a loud "whoosh," swung his arm, and slammed down with a punch!

As he expected, a blue light burst forth, shattering the blind cement slab that dared to harm the human body's fist!

Kinoshita Kei chuckled, "My fellow countryman is right. The light of Uranus is indeed protecting me, protecting me very thoroughly..."

When the "meteorite" moved and the cement slab fell, Kinoshita Kei clearly felt something pressing down on his head. The sensation was fleeting, and he was pulled to the ground by a force. The cement slab on his head was stopped by the brick fragments next to him with a "bang". When Kinoshita Kei checked the situation, he found that there was a dent inexplicably on the cement slab.

The shape fits perfectly, the size is just right, it's the image imprinted on his skull.

If a normal person's head were dented like that, their brains would generally be splattered on it. But Kinoshita Kei was unharmed, his mind clear, and he could even go out and take a test.

Kinoshita Kei's mind immediately started racing: Why couldn't he deliberately go and bump into the concrete slab? If Uranus's light took effect, he could easily stage an accident and drive like a bulldozer to Hirakawa Hiroshi in the yellow shirt and black-rimmed glasses!

With that punch, stone chips flew everywhere, and Kinoshita Kei knew that his guess was correct.

His hidden ally, Uranus, truly protected him. Whether it was a stone hitting Kinoshita Kei or Kinoshita Kei hitting a stone, Uranus's light would repel anything that threatened him!

"Your thighs are awesome, the best in the world! May you last forever and unify the galaxy!" Kinoshita Kei shouted gleefully, continuing to bully the blind cement slab.

The muscular men cheered him on, gripping the knife handle like a microphone. He had a whole voice ready to unleash a song of healing and courage, which was now stirring with each swallow of his Adam's apple.

……

Atsushi Kamiyama, captain of the Seagulls team, 1

He has been engaged in rescue work since he was 8 years old, from battlefield first aid to his current work at XIG.

As the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet." He had witnessed the deaths of many people he rescued, and he had also witnessed many of his colleagues being buried in dangerous places—he knew that he might also suffer the same fate one day.

Maybe today?

The building's support structure after the secondary collapse was too complex. They couldn't start cutting operations as easily as when they first entered, for fear of collapsing key areas and burying themselves inside.

Fortunately, communications are being restored, and they finally made contact with Micael, who was desperately trying to smash the wall inside the floating machine.

"Finally connected! Captain, are you guys alright? Where are you buried? I'm coming down right now!" Micael shouted. "Oh, oh, location is back! Wait for me to find you!"

"No matter what disadvantages the Seagulls face, they must remain calm," said Atsushi Kamiyama, both amused and exasperated. "First, analyze the support points after the secondary collapse and transmit the location back to me. Then we'll work both inside and outside the team."

Micael readily agreed, grinning as he operated the scanning machine: "There were many fallen rocks, but they generally formed a triangular space supported by the load-bearing wall behind you, with the support point at..."

Micael's voice suddenly stopped.

Atsushi Kamiyama thought there was another communication problem: "Hello? Micael?"

“Ah… Captain,” Micael’s voice rang out again, but it trembled as he spoke: “There seems to be… a hole under your feet.”

"Hole?"

Micael felt like either he was going crazy or the machine was malfunctioning. Why was there a tunnel big enough for a person to fit under the captain's feet, and why were people inside the tunnel digging, looking like they were digging with their bare hands?

WTF? !

That person's face looks like it's still covered with cloth. Did the tomb raiders wander onto the wrong set?!

The "tomb raider" hadn't wandered onto the wrong set. Guided by Pito, he bypassed all the supporting parts that would cause a third collapse, and dug down to the trapped people with ease, as fast as a mouse digging a hole or a rabbit scrambling a pit.

If conditions allowed, he would actually prefer to perform a dramatic scene like every other charismatic male protagonist, descending from the sky to save people from dire straits.

But he couldn't fly, nor could he use a palm technique that could descend from the sky and shatter cement slabs without hurting anyone. He could only dig like a groundhog under the feet of Shenshan Duzhi and the others.

"boom--!"

Gravel flew everywhere, and a blue whirlwind swept away the dust. Atsushi Kamiyama covered his mouth and nose, while Renji Matsuo sneezed several times in a row. The two of them were each supporting an unconscious survivor when they were surprised to see a potato-shaped... ugh, a gray messy person growing out of the concrete!

Once the dust settled back onto the ground, the two could finally see Kinoshita Kei's attire.

How to put it... it was like taking a bath in cement slurry, then rolling around in the sand, and then a dump truck drove by, kicking up dust that covered your head and face. Except for your eyes, which were still clearly visible in black and white, everything else was unrecognizable.

Kinoshita Kei completed a superb disguise without even realizing it!

“Come, come to my side,” he beckoned to the two of them, deliberately lowering his voice to make himself sound calm and reliable: “Now, only by my side is it safe to be safe.”

Matsuo Renji tilted his head, a question mark appearing on his face. He exchanged a glance with his captain: "This guy is acting strangely. Is he some kind of alien in disguise, plotting something?"

"Let's see." Atsushi Kamiyama remained on high alert, moving closer to Kei Kinoshita and shielding Hiroshi Hirakawa behind him in case the latter suddenly changed his expression.

Kinoshita Kei completely failed to notice the hesitation of the two men. He saw them approaching and assumed that his appearance had successfully gained their trust. He was just waiting to solve the problem like the protagonist in every hero movie and reap the praise!

Of course, he did this not just for "praise," but he was more excited about the role he played.

Look! I'm in the most dangerous place right now, and there are people waiting for me to rescue them. If I do all this, won't I be a little closer to becoming the hero of my dreams?

Kinoshita Kei and the other two moved around him with the survivors. He took a deep breath and aimed at the window that Kamiyama Atsushi had originally planned to use to escape.

Pito had already scouted the area for him. This was the weakest point in the pile, with lots of loose stones. All he had to do was break the central support, and the mixture of cement, steel bars, and bricks would fall down. Some of it would hit them, but that didn't matter. Uranus's light would push away anything that came near them!

So he brought the two rescue team members to his side so that they could also be included in the protection zone.

"Drink!"

Focusing his energy in his dantian, Kinoshita Kei did not use his fists this time. He only had one chance, and he wanted to ensure that Uranus's defense mechanism would take effect. The safest way was to headbutt it!

Either I die here, or I get rid of this pile of broken rocks!

He charged forward in the manner of a civil official in a TV series who would bang his head against a pillar to remonstrate with the enemy, determined to succeed or die trying. The moment his forehead touched the rough cement slab, a bright blue light shone forth!

Chapter Seventy: Is your surname Gondo?

Night, torrential rain, ruins.

A blue wind swept across the land, and all the pebbles and gravel disappeared in the fierce yet gentle wind, leaving only intact, dust-free surfaces and two stunned people.

Its ferocity is undeniable; it blocked the path to survival for the two determined individuals on the sacred mountain.

Having been hit head-on by the bomb, the deafening roar echoed for several blocks, even stopping the rain. The echoes lingered in the ruins. The person who created this scene strode towards the excavated opening, where countless stars shone brightly, arriving on the moon.

Its gentleness was undeniable; all obstacles pushed aside fell to the ground below. For a fleeting moment, Matsuo Renji felt as if he were at the scene of an avalanche, with millions of tons of snow dust rumbling down the mountainside. The sound he heard then was probably just as deafening, yet no one was impacted. The wind seemed to know its target. The person who created such a scene looked back and smiled:

"You are safe."

Matsuo Renji suddenly remembered the mysterious person who had rescued people from the flooded underground parking garage during his first rescue operation. A thought struck him: "Was it you that day? In the underground parking garage, you rescued people..."

“He’s from the same hometown as me, though I really wish it were me,” Kinoshita Kei turned his gaze to Kamiyama Atsushi: “Hey, isn’t your surname Gondo?”

The masked man's eyes looked as if he had seen a plump pigeon or some rare animal.

“Gondo?” Atsushi Kamiyama felt uncomfortable under his gaze. “My surname is Kamiyama, Atsushi Kamiyama.”

"Oh..." The masked man seemed a little disappointed. He patted the dust off his hands, and after a brief moment of dejection, he perked up again: "Whether it's Kamiyama or Gondo, anyway... can you sign your autograph for me next time we meet?"

"what?"

Kamiyama Atsushi was stunned, while Matsuo Renji, who was squatting to the side, was filled with the idea that his captain was famous both at home and abroad, and that he could meet his fans even on a casual mission.

The fan stood before the wide opening. Micael, piloting his hovercraft, spotted them. The headlights dispelled the darkness inside, illuminating him with a shimmering golden edge. If he were a beautiful girl, dressed in a white gown, onlookers might mistake him for an angel descended from heaven.

With his back to Kamiyama Atsushi and the others, Kinoshita Kei turned slightly to the side. If you ignored the ash covering his head, his mud-covered clothes, and his incongruously gray legs across his face, it would have been a very cool pose.

He slowly raised his arm, gave a thumbs-up to the rescued people, and grinned, revealing a healthy smile from an angle where no one could see him: "Anyway, I'm glad you were all saved. Don't mention it, I was just passing by... Ughhhh!"

The person posing suddenly lost their footing and fell. Atsushi Kamiyama and Renji Matsuo quickly ran to the cave entrance and looked down. There was nothing there except a pile of broken stones and bricks.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" The masked man's voice came from downstairs. Only then did Kamiyama Atsushi realize that he might have rolled into his blind spot, close to the building.

Kinoshita Kei told them he was alright, then got up with a sullen look on his face and slowly moved away. He didn't want to be left behind and have his identity discovered, thus saying goodbye to his happy days of slacking off and drinking coffee. He had planned to do a cool leap of faith after finishing his lines before leaving, but he wasn't very good at it and messed up, even his lines were swallowed up.

"Pitu, why isn't Uranus protecting me this time? Is he taking a break?" Kinoshita Kei limped, clearly having twisted his ankle.

The muscular man, knife in hand, floated beside him: "If he hadn't protected you, you would have had your head smashed by a steel bar just now..."

“…” Kinoshita Kei paused for a moment: “So, was my posture just now cool? I mean, before I fell down.”

Pito looked at him kindly: "My good son is handsome no matter what."

“I understand,” Kinoshita Kei said, her heart aching. “I still have to do laundry when I get back, and I have to come up with an excuse for being covered in dust. If I say I sleepwalked and rolled around in the construction site in the middle of the night, will Grandma believe me?”

"I believe whatever my dear grandson says."

"You dog Earth, I always feel like you're taking advantage of me."

"I'm just taking advantage of you, you son of a bitch."

……

The long night finally came to an end.

As dawn breaks and sunlight pierces through the remaining clouds, the slow, creaking sound of vendors dragging their morning market vegetable stalls past their doorways gradually fills the air.

Hiroshi Hirakawa's wife went straight to the hospital after receiving the news. However, before visiting her husband, she sent her son to school first—homework could be done during breaks, and escaping was out of the question.

The disaster-stricken city is recovering and people's lives are gradually returning to normal.

The Ariel base floated above a golden sea of ​​clouds. Like most of the citizens who were frightened and unable to sleep, most of the people at the Ariel base also spent the night working overtime.

"We focused our work on finding the source of Gob and Bats, confirming the changes in electromagnetic waves and heat during the window of the monster's appearance, and most importantly, the spatial fluctuation data. The observation began at 7:25 pm last night and continued until 3:02 am this morning. The following is the data fluctuation situation..." Members of the observation department, holding the preliminary investigation report they had rushed to complete overnight, read out a long string of numerical changes in the command room, and seemed ready to continue reading.