Land of Light: I am Supermodel Tiga, One-Punch King

"Reg, what brings you here?" Shinjo immediately poured Reg a glass of wine as a bribe.

Reg gave me a knowing look: "After all, the Victory Team is out having fun, so I had to come and check it out."

During their casual conversation, Horii had already stuck stickers on his face and nose, pretending to be a Hipporito alien.

His funny antics made Nori, who was holding the camera, as well as Megumi and Lina laugh uncontrollably.

"Commander, you're one of the six great poets of TPC, how can you not compose a couple of poems for such a beautiful scene?"

Reg winked.

Zongfang was immediately struck by an itch, and picked up the paper and pen he had prepared beforehand to start brainstorming.

Lina suddenly leaned closer, raising her wine glass, and asked curiously, "But I remember, the club the conductor participated in only had six people, right? Is that why it's called the Six Song Immortals?"

Zongfang's face twitched: 'Shut up!'

"Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter instantly.

Lina must have had too much to drink, otherwise why would she reveal something that everyone already knew?

"Miss, Miss, are you alright?"

Suddenly, on the nearby ridge, the old maid cried out in alarm, anxiously helping the woman in the kimono who seemed to be bending over in pain.

Reg, along with Megumi and Munakata, immediately went over.

"How is she? Does she often act like this?" Megumi stepped forward to help the woman in the kimono up.

"No, it's the first time." The old maid's voice was full of fear and worry.

The woman in the kimono also had a face full of pain, looking pitiful.

"I'll carry her down the mountain; this way we'll pass right by the spot where I admired the flowers before."

Reg took the initiative to speak.

"But wouldn't that be bad for you?"

Zong Fang hesitated and asked, "Should I go?"

"It's nothing. We were just planning to leave in a little while anyway. We have a meeting at the police station tomorrow."

"Oh, right. You're the deputy commissioner of the police department, so you must have a lot to do lately."

As Reg and Megumi talked, the master and servant, who were initially reluctant to let Reg carry them, immediately took the initiative.

"I'm so sorry!" The old maid helped her mistress onto Reg's back.

Then, in the dimly lit cherry blossom grove, they walked down the mountain.

The stone statue, placed in the cherry blossom grove by someone, seems to have unconsciously revealed a smile.

Chapter 132 Camilla: I never even made Reg carry me!

As Reg and his servant walked away, Megumi's expression immediately turned serious.

"Those two people are suspicious."

Zongfang nodded: "Why would Reg go home early to rest just because he has a meeting tomorrow? Besides, he said he wanted to play all night when he came."

"However, Reg didn't say any more, probably because he felt he could handle it."

"Just to be on the safe side, contact headquarters and have Daigo increase the monitoring here."

After thinking for a moment, Megumi pulled up her sleeve, revealing the wristwatch she never took off, even on her days off.

On the other side, Reg, carrying the woman in the kimono, quickly arrived at a path leading down the mountain, with a tunnel through the mountain ahead.

The woman in the kimono and the old maid stared at each other behind Reg, their faces full of smug smiles.

The woman in the kimono slowly tightened her arms around Reg, and at the same time, her weight began to return to normal.

She gradually recovered from a woman weighing around 100 pounds to the weight of a Manong alien of 90 kilograms.

However, Reg remained unfazed and continued to walk briskly, seemingly not taking the weight of over 100 kilograms seriously at all.

The woman in the kimono frowned, but quickly found a plausible reason.

He's a member of the Victory Team and an important leader in the police department; clearly, this person is very capable and physically strong.

Maybe people are already used to my weight.

Then make it even heavier!

He secretly gathered the energy within his body, making himself heavier, and pressed it all down on Reg.

However, Reg's steps did not falter in the slightest. After emerging from the tunnel, he asked with a hint of confusion, "Did you faint? Why do you suddenly feel a little heavier?"

The woman in the kimono stared wide-eyed.

You've increased to 200 kilograms, and you've only gotten a little heavier? Are you sure you're from Earth?

No time to wait, let's get started!

The woman in the kimono suddenly tightened her arms, wrapped them around Reg's neck, and pulled him back, trying to drag him to the ground.

At the same time, the old maid kicked Reg in the back of the knee.

boom!

Reg suddenly bent down and threw the woman in the kimono on his back onto the ground with a loud thud.

At the same time, he grabbed the old maid's foot with his left hand and threw it outwards.

"You are definitely not from Earth!"

The two Manonians quickly came together, revealing their true forms with six tentacles on their heads.

The hand also emerged from under the sleeve, with only two fingers, one big and one small, as if wearing gloves.

"You guessed wrong, I really am an Earthling."

Reg waved his hand. "But who are you people?"

"We are Manonians from Manon Planet in the Rescue Nebula."

It seems we've entered the classic Q&A session.

But coders? The birthplace of programmers.

"To conduct detective work in order to move to Earth and live there in the future."

"Because our planet Manon is nearing the end of its lifespan, and the land has almost all turned into desert."

"The water source has also dried up."

"So we had to move to a new planet! That's why we visited many planets."

"In the end, they found Earth. And your TPC Victory Team was an obstacle!"

Reg raised his hand, temporarily interrupting the two of them from answering each other's questions.

With a somewhat strange expression, he asked, "You want to move to Earth, have you asked people from other planets?"

The Gijera is about to open, and Gatanothor is about to awaken. Is this the time you're going to fight for Earth?

This is truly a case of "You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, and you barge into the gates of hell when there are none."

"Are you saying we're going to compete with people from other planets for Earth?"

"There's no need for that. They all seem to be intimidated by your Victory Team and have no intention of competing for Earth."

"As long as we get the TPC and Victory Team's defense mechanisms from your head, we can easily conquer Earth!"

The Manon alien, dressed in a kimono, was very confident.

"Yes, yes, yes, we were scared by the Victory Team."

I think you've been fooled.

Reg nodded perfunctorily, about to make a move, when black mist billowed behind him, and Camilla stepped out from within it.

“You actually carried this ugly thing on your back, you’ve never carried me.”

Camilla looked at Reg with a resentful expression, her tearful look like she was looking at a heartless man.

As she spoke, a blue light whip appeared in Camilla's hand and swung forward.

Snapped!

The light whip collided with the light gun that instantly appeared in the hands of the Manonian, exploding into clusters of blue sparks.

However, the shockwave tore the clothes off the two Manon aliens, revealing skin that looked like silver armor.

clap clap clap-

Immediately afterwards, the light whip continued to fly and lash in the air, a series of fierce attacks that drove the Manon aliens back into the tunnel.

Suddenly, the two Manonians swung their light guns forward, firing red light bullets from their heads.

The tip of the blue light whip twisted and spun, forming a blue protective barrier that deflected the light bullets back.

Boom!

An explosion blew the tunnel apart.