Ironclad, died and resurrected, I've decided to go to the mic!

Qi Ye straightened his collar and put on his standard business smile.

Without making a sound, he moved to the sofa next to Walter and sat down.

"Uncle Yang, are you reading a book?"

Walter looked up from above the "Tap Recorder User Manual" and glanced at Qiye.

It gave Qi Ye a strange feeling that he had been seen through.

"Qiye, those two slap marks on your face haven't faded yet. Just say what's on your mind."

Qi Ye coughed lightly, deciding to skip the pleasantries and directly pull out the light cone card from his pocket.

The card surface shimmered with a golden halo, and in the center was engraved a human figure with its head held high and chest out.

The edge is also inlaid with a fine star trail pattern, which makes it clear that it is not an ordinary product.

"That's right, Uncle Yang."

I have a cone of light here, named "Confidence is the Peak".

The effect is very unique; the more confident the wearer is, the stronger their abilities become.

Confidence increases proportionally to combat effectiveness, and theoretically there is no upper limit.

If you have enough faith in yourself, any enemy is nothing but a chicken or a dog.

Walter's eyebrows twitched.

He closed the book, sat up straight, and looked it over:

"It sounds really good."

However, based on my understanding of your light cones, there should be a "but," right?

"Uncle Yang is wise."

Qi Ye remained unfazed.

"There is indeed a minor side effect."

During the period of wearing it, a person's true nature will be fully released, and their personality will become slightly more flamboyant.

I'm more confident, more outgoing, and more individualistic now.

When he said "more individualistic," his voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels.

Walter paused for a moment, then pushed up his glasses; the glare from the lenses obscured his eyes.

"So you mean that after wearing this light cone, I'll become an arrogant and domineering person?"

"It's not arrogance, it's just that you exude a powerful aura."

Qi Ye corrected him righteously and sternly.

"Uncle Yang, you are usually too low-key."

Look at yourself, the core combat force of the Starry Sky Train, sitting in a corner reading a tape recorder manual.

Don't you think this is inconsistent with your abilities?

This light cone helps you unleash your inner confidence, allowing your true abilities to be showcased.

Walter did not refuse immediately.

He looked down at the golden light cone card, lost in thought.

Qi Ye struck while the iron was hot:

"And think about it, we're going to a planet like Yalilo-VI that we haven't visited in thousands of years."

There might be some unknown threat.

Danheng and March 7 are indeed the main force, but what if they encounter a strong opponent?

With a top-tier fighter like you providing backup, wouldn't everyone's safety be even more guaranteed?

Just as Suye was about to increase the stakes, Himeko's voice suddenly came from ahead, interrupting him.

"Everyone, get ready, we're about to begin the jump."

Speaking of this, Himeko turned her attention to Suya, who was still promoting the light cone.

"Alright, Qiye!"

Stop the sales pitches, get seated! The train is about to take off.

Upon hearing this, Qi Ye had no choice but to reluctantly put away the light cone and obediently sit back in his original seat, secretly making plans in his mind.

Let's keep a low profile for a while, and continue lobbying after the leap is over.

Himeko turned back to look at March 7 and spoke with a smile.

"By the way, Little March, why didn't I see you doing that jump-without-falling challenge today?"

March 7th was sitting on the sofa when she heard this, she paused, turned her face away, and muttered:

"I don't want to do it today, for no reason. I'm just not doing it today."

Himeko smiled and shook her head.

This was Xing's first time experiencing a jump, and she looked around.

He noticed that everyone looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and even Dan Heng had closed his eyes.

She tilted her head, her face showing confusion and a hint of anticipation.

She grabbed the handrail just like March 7th had done, then turned to look at Qiye:

"What does a jump feel like? Does it hurt? Does it make you dizzy? Does it turn you into light?"

"It will become light."

Qi Ye nodded seriously, her expression solemn.

"And it's not just ordinary light; you'll turn into Ultraman."

The essence of leap is to transform a person into light, pass through a spacetime tunnel, and then reassemble them at the destination.

So for those few seconds in the middle, you will exist in the form of light, and theoretically you can even strike a transformation pose.

If you position it correctly, you can become Ultraman.

Xing's eyes lit up.

She looked down at her clothes, then looked up at Qi Ye and excitedly said:

"What color am I wearing?"

Don't Ultraman have different colors?

Red represents the power type, blue the speed type, and silver the all-around type.

What color will I be after I become light?

"grey."

Without even thinking, Qiye answered.

"Why is it gray?"

"Because your hair is gray, and the color of Ultraman's light is linked to his hair color; this is a basic setting."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

March 7th roared from the other end of the sofa, unable to contain himself any longer, and glared fiercely at Qiye.

"A leap is a leap! It has nothing to do with Ultraman!"

It has nothing to do with hair color! Xing, don't listen to his nonsense!

Qi Ye opened his mouth, just about to change the subject and continue to fool people, when Pam's countdown came over the loudspeaker.

"The train is about to leap forward, five, four, three, two, one."

The countdown from Pam came over the loudspeaker.

Xing muttered one last thing.

"I want to become light."

The jump is initiated.

The train jolted violently.

The sea of ​​stars outside the window was instantly stretched into countless silvery-white rays of light.

The entire carriage trembled slightly.

On March 7th, his eyes were tightly closed, and Danheng remained motionless.

Qi Ye sat very steadily. After all, he had died forty-nine times, so this little bit of shaking was like a massage to him.

Then he heard Xing's voice.

"Oh. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh..."

Her tone rose and fell with the vibrations of the carriage.

Every time the carriage bounced upwards, she would say "Oh," and when it sank downwards, she would draw out the sound "Oh..."

It doesn't sound like a leap, it sounds like riding a rocking horse.

On March 7th, with his eyes closed, he shouted, "Xing, what are you doing?!"

"I'm doing voice-over. The rhythm of this swaying is very regular, it would be a waste not to do it."

Before March 7th could even retaliate, the leap ended.

As the train calmed down, the sea of ​​stars outside the window coalesced again into a vast, white planet.

The snow-covered continent stretches to the horizon beneath thin clouds, with no end in sight.

Xing blinked, released the armrest, and looked down at her hands.

Then, he carefully felt from the top of his head to his knees to make sure that every part was in the correct position.

Then she looked up at Qiye, her disappointment evident.

"I did not become light, nor did I become Ultraman."

I held the same jump pose the whole time, but nothing changed. You're lying to me.

Qi Ye remained silent for a moment, then sighed.

He reached out and patted Xing on the shoulder, his face filled with deep self-reflection.

"I misjudged you; your hair color might not be gray."

It's Amnesiac Ash; Amnesiac Ash can't become Ultraman.

Xing was disheartened upon hearing this, realizing that his Ultraman dream was doomed!

I was too lazy to deal with those two rascals on March 7th.

Looking out the window, on the planet, the ice-covered continents stretched out beneath the clouds, a deathly white expanse.

Before she could even utter a few words of reflection, the carriage door slid open.

Pam strode in with her short legs and spoke in a somewhat heavy tone.

"Everyone, Pam has just received a feedback signal from Yalilo-VI."

Due to unknown influences emanating from the planet's surface, the original docking plan needs to be adjusted.

The train was originally scheduled to stop for only seven days, but this may now be changed to an indefinite stop until the impact is eliminated.