Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

No, it didn't disappear. Countless fireflies, with their translucent wings fluttering, and long-tailed creatures, rose from the radiance. Tiga crouched down, picked up some of them, and walked over to Dr. Mizuno.

The lamp on his chest was dim, as if it would go out at any moment, but the thing in his hand was still carefully guarded—a shrunken lightning-like being with a long, thin tail, like a real elf. They were composed of several individuals that made up Gazort, now returning to their original form.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the almost miraculous scene. The giant naturally possessed immense physical strength, and his fighting skills, even his scorching beams of light, were gradually being accepted. He appeared friendly, not attacking humans like other enormous creatures, but instead striving to protect them and the city.

But... is he a god? Some people couldn't help but wonder. If it wasn't a "miracle," how could he possibly turn a monster back into its former, elven form?

"Being a god is good, being a god is good." In a brightly lit room, an ordinary-looking citizen was exclaiming to the giant, just like everyone else.

"What's so good about gods?" a child of about four or five years old asked in a childish voice, sitting at his feet. The floor was cold, but the man didn't seem to notice.

Through the glass, he traced the giant's outline with his finger: "Of course... it's more frightening when he's defeated. Look, the more invincible he seems now, the better it will be when people realize he can be defeated too... won't that be even better?"

"I don't understand," the child replied.

“That’s normal,” he said, looking down into the child’s bright, dark eyes. “Humans are just stupid. They’ve been re-brushed for 30 million years, but they haven’t improved at all.”

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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Entry and Exit Management

Beichuan City.

Thanks to the municipal authorities' emergency repairs, a number of flood-damaged and unusable urban facilities, such as streetlights, trash cans, and green belts, were finally replaced with new ones. The Victory team salvaged a lot of points by diligently cleaning up the mess.

An ordinary-looking citizen, easily lost in a crowd, left his unruly son in the living room to play with toy cars, then closed the bedroom door, turned on his computer, and logged onto a website resembling a forum.

"KL... what's my account number again?" He scratched his head in front of the keyboard. "I've tried too many times, don't let them ban me! Next is A, L... ugh, this Earth language is so troublesome!"

He entered his username and password, and a long string of questions and answers appeared on the screen, not in any language on Earth. He typed in English letters, the website automatically translated and confirmed it was correct, the page refreshed again, and his familiar "world" slowly unfolded before him.

Welcome to the Starlink exchange. Your IP address is under monitoring, and all your actions will be supervised. Please refrain from any dangerous operations. — Muzhen Security is at your service.

"Go to hell"

"With Muzhen Security, leaking information about the exchange would probably land him on a kill list," he muttered, clicking on a link tucked away in the corner with practiced ease.

Unlike the unassuming entrance, the text that refreshes on the page linked to is extremely eye-catching. The people active inside understand the essence of communication, and they honestly use the universal language to mark the selling points of the goods in the most conspicuous way—yes, this is the core site of the "Starlink" exchange.

Earth was discovered by extraterrestrials as early as 30 million years ago. Now that civilization is reviving, extraterrestrials have naturally become more active here. Many of these extraterrestrials possess the ability to possess others or have considerable skills in concealment, making it not difficult for them to establish a dark web for easy communication and various underground facilities.

The "dialogue that has already begun" that Aiba Yu mentioned to Director Sawai that day did not only refer to the most obvious UFO visit. He discovered that some aliens had already infiltrated the Earthlings, some with malicious natures and impure motives, and others who simply wanted to find a quiet place to travel and live a peaceful life.

Therefore, he took the initiative to propose the formulation of the "Special Life Form Management Regulations". In the future, when TPC has a deeper understanding of extraterrestrial civilizations, it will also formulate special laws for some outstanding individuals, with the aim of bringing extraterrestrials living on Earth under management as soon as possible, just like preparing the "Regulations on the Entry and Exit of Foreigners" before establishing diplomatic relations with foreign countries.

Fortunately, this proposal was appreciated by the General Staff. Masayuki Nanbara approved the proposal, which seemed somewhat "premature" at the time, and convened TPC's think tank to refine it article by article, starting with the framework. During this period, countless secret investigations and consultations were conducted, until the entire "Regulations" were completed seven years later. Its "Implementation Rules" and supporting supplementary regulations will also be compiled and published gradually based on feedback from various regions after its implementation.

Returning to the alien inhabiting an ordinary citizen, who doesn't pay much attention to the development of human society, he naturally doesn't know about the "Regulations." He is currently negotiating with the exchange's manager, a guy from the Rescue Nebula, about selling intelligence.

"You mean there might be more than one resurrected giant on Earth right now? And it's within the Earthlings' TPC organization?" The other party replied, "It's decent intelligence, rated B. It's on the exchange list in the intelligence center. You currently have the authority to unlock one B-level or lower intelligence."

"Hey, you should at least give me an A+! Look closely, I've included a full-face description!" He typed rapidly: "He's alive! His human form is right in front of me!"

“Oh, so if it has a description, then it’s an A. Also, the other giant you mentioned didn’t appear, right? You only saw the human form.” The dealer’s sensitivity was always top-notch, and he was adept at bargaining. “If you can find information about Tiga’s human form, maybe I can give you an S. As for the other ‘suspected human forms’… you know that a considerable number of Earthlings nowadays possess ancient genes, but most of them are too weak to transform.”

“But what I was talking about…” He typed out a string of characters and then deleted them one by one, finally replying, “Fine, fine, A it is. Give me the complete energy reaction map you scanned in the solar system. Don’t tell me you didn’t do it.” Luckily, he hadn’t revealed everything when he described it; the cunning desert trader.

"The entire map is S-rank, so I can only give you an equivalent piece of information: a very good aid. By the way, don't you Kirieloids have your own monitoring stations?"

"Yes, but how can it compare to how meticulous you Manong aliens are, digging three feet into the ground to see if you can immigrate to a new place?" He retorted, "What 'great help'? You tell me first. If it's not valuable enough, I'll report it, and you'll be waiting for your population to decline for who knows how many times!"

The Manong alien replied quickly: "I'll remember that. Do you think the information I gave you might be fake?"

So what if it's fake? It's not like I stepped on a landmine. Those stingy Manonians deserve their mother planet's cloud to become a desert and they'll never find a place to migrate to. The Kirieloid waited with his feet crossed for him to continue.

"We discovered unknown energy entities in Jupiter's orbit. They are rare, devoid of emotion and physical form, but possess excellent replication abilities and can combine with any medium to form monsters—excellent henchmen," said the Manonian.

The Kirieloid put his feet down, which were propped up on the table: "Okay."

……

The solar system, the Oort cloud.

This sparse cloud covering the solar system contains many relics from the early stages of star system formation, and is scattered with numerous comets and meteorites. Due to its great distance and vast area, it was an excellent base for extraterrestrials before they officially set foot on Earth.

The Kirieloid monitoring station hidden here received a remote communication.

A few hours later, another group of extraterrestrials who had previously been in contact with them received a request for dialogue.

"Kirieloids? What do you want?" Inside a spaceship, an alien with sharp horns and flashing lights on both sides of its head crossed its arms and coldly watched the Earthling face that appeared on the screen.

"Don't be so cold. We have an agreement, don't we?" The Earthling face chuckled. "You take your resources, and I'll take the 'faith' I want."

"Oh, the agreement is signed. Do you want to change it?"

"No, no, it's just that I received some good news and felt it wouldn't be right not to share it with our allies."

The aliens inside the spaceship laughed in unison: "You guys never blush when you say things like this. Speak up, what news do you have, and what do you want us to do?"

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Path to the Eye of the Storm

Jupiter's orbit.

As a scientific research spacecraft, Jeep 3 was successfully captured by Jupiter's gravity and operated smoothly, with the crew consciously overcoming the most dangerous challenges.

The iconic Great Red Spot swam past the capsule, nestled in Jupiter's shadow, leaving only a blurry red silhouette of the most famous "eye of the storm." Even more dazzling was the crown of sunlight adorning Jupiter—on the terminator.

In a few hours, they will witness the sunrise on this alien planet. At that time, the sunlight will ignite the storms on this gas giant, and the red, yellow, and white ribbons, mixed and moving in opposite directions, will greet the sunrise with even hotter and more intense winds.

Gibbs 3 will record the "spectacle" on Jupiter every day, providing crucial first-hand material to the Space Development Center.

Dr. Ezaki would be extremely alert at this time, looking at the Great Red Spot through the porthole as if gazing at a beloved lover.

"Doctor, Doctor?" The only female crew member, Ishigaki, called out to him, "We were discussing what to do after we return. Tasaka said his son will definitely be on winter break then, and we should spend more time with him practicing soccer. I remember you..."

“I think our journey can be extended a bit,” Dr. Ezaki blurted out, then immediately stopped himself after realizing his words were inappropriate. He turned to look at the two crew members with strange expressions and laughed, “Ah… I really love this planet. It’s not that I don’t want you to go home.”

Tasaka coughed lightly: "It's nothing. Ishigaki just said that he'll be pressured to get married when he gets back, and just thinking about it gives me a headache."

"Don't talk about this with the professor!"

Dr. Ezaki laughed heartily: "It's alright, Ishigaki. When we get back to Earth, I'll help you find some good young men at the Space Development Center. Just don't complain that they treat the lab like their lovers all day long."

"Then I'll take Jeep No. 3 as my lover!" Ishigaki glanced down at the small photo embedded in the control panel. It was a picture of her and her mother, both wearing kimonos, dappled sunlight casting shadows on their shoulders from the lush summer leaves. According to the itinerary, they should be returning during the snowy winter in the north. She hoped her mother would remember to cover herself with more blankets when it got cold, so she wouldn't get frostbite again.

"Doctor, three high-concentration energy reactions detected!" Tasaka's detector warned, "No, four!"

After finishing his sentence, Tasaka suddenly exclaimed, "Two of the energy reactions overlapped!"

At the same time, the communicator, which had been silent for a long time, started buzzing. After a pause, a harsh, mechanical voice came through: "Is this an Earthling's spaceship? Can you help us?"

……

TPC Far East Headquarters Base.

The Space Development Center D received a long-awaited communication from Gipta 3, which is located on Jupiter.

"They've left the far side of Jupiter, and communications have finally returned to normal?" This was the first thought that popped into the minds of the D Agency members. The subsequent news, however, struck them like a hammer blow, shattering their understanding of the world.

"Gipsy III claims to have observed an alien spaceship being devoured by a monster... or more precisely, merging with an unknown life form and transforming into a monster. The aliens' other two spaceships have requested their assistance, hoping we can stop the rampaging monster."

A report from Agency D was quickly delivered to the General Staff's desk: "The monster's codename is Ligadron, and the trajectory observed by Gypsy III and Delta Force all point to Earth."

Nanbara Masayuki instructed his subordinates to take the report and prepare it as an urgent confidential document to be immediately delivered to Director Sawai, while simultaneously dialing the phone number of Victory Team Captain Iruma Megumi.

As the former head of the extraterrestrial life negotiation team, Megumi Kijima has a different view on this kind of "request for help".

"The Reicuran aliens? I didn't have any contact with them during the negotiations. I think... the Gypta 3 can point to the location of the Delta Space Station. That's irrelevant. Since the Reicuran aliens were able to find the Gypta 3, which had its engines shut down and was relatively stationary relative to Jupiter, from almost half the distance of Jupiter, and they know about Earth... they'll find the Delta Space Station sooner or later." Megumi didn't discuss these matters on the phone; she rushed to the General Staff office as soon as she received the notification.

“But it’s best if Gypta III doesn’t return with them. We don’t know what the Reicuran aliens’ intentions are—who knows if they plan to kidnap Gypta III?” Kijimi said. “The universe is neither peaceful nor safe.”

Nanbara Masayuki pondered for a moment: "I will integrate your opinions and give them to the director for reference. From my personal perspective... it is indeed as you said, it is best not to rashly travel with aliens on Jeep 3. Oh, when you go back, you will pass by the air force, could you please check if Captain Aiba is still organizing training?"

“I’ve handed over the training to Ralf as temporary supervisor,” Aiba Yu said, knocking on the door and entering. “Regarding communications with Agency D, Chief Yoshioka told me that he has already reported to the Director’s office, and the document receipt procedure can be done afterward.”

Although Masayuki Nanbara often disagreed with Tetsuji Yoshioka, he appreciated the efficiency of the police department under Yoshioka's command and their less rigid approach to tasks. In some emergencies, the police department was willing to "slightly" break the rules to make way for solving the problem.

This made it much easier for them to "borrow" personnel from the police station whenever they had free time.

“What the Reicuran aliens are planning will become clear once they arrive at the Delta Space Station,” Aiba Yu said, straightening up at his desk. “The most important thing right now is to confirm the arrival time of the Ligadron and…”

The Reicuran aliens obtained as much information as possible about Ligadron.

When Aiba Yu was exploring the universe to find Soruka and the others who had "returned home," he heard about the Raicuran aliens' notorious reputation and lamented that they were still infamous after 30 million years. But that didn't mean he could immediately conclude that "the Raicuran aliens definitely have ill intentions."

Compared to the reason for their visit, Aiba Yu was more curious about their level of technological progress—aside from their more advanced spaceships, more skillful space jumps, and evolutionary characteristics in their race, it was far too slow compared to the timescale of 30 million years.

It's important to understand that they weren't a civilization confined to their own star system due to inefficient energy use and overly depleted resources. They had visited Earth many years ago and interacted with the ancient giants. Besides them, there were also the Kirieloids; time seemed to pass extremely slowly for these extraterrestrials.

Earth has already developed a new civilization that has begun to enter the universe! Compared to Earth, the technological progress of these races, who have been active for countless years, is practically stagnant!

What exactly happened during the long time he was away?

“If we could have more conversations with the aliens…” Aiba Yu said, “Never mind, that’s a bit too far off. Let’s notify Delta Station and Carlo Base to develop a plan to deal with Ligadron first.”

Chapter Forty: The Shadow of Unexpected Change

A rare instance of an alien actively seeking communication.

And they need help.

This was the first impression the Rechulan aliens left on Delta Station.

The Ligadron that had swallowed the spaceship sped through the universe. Perhaps having deciphered the operation of the spaceship's power reactor, it emitted a pale blue light from its hands and feet. The Reicurans said this was the light from the reaction of controlled nuclear fusion, their conventional power source.

"So, Ligadron's body contains a considerable amount of radioactive material?" Nanase Makoto, the stationmaster of Delta Space Station, hesitated before granting the Reicuran aliens access to the channel.