Who made him Ultraman!.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, the Evil King and the Kirieloids did not appear in any corner of the earth, as if they had never been to the earth at all.

But everyone knew that this was the calm before the storm.

Inside Aizen Sei's villa—

Yu Chen looked at the busy Ai Ran Cheng and asked, "How is it? Is everything ready?"

Aizen Makoto wiped his brow: "That's about enough. Although some people in the company are dissatisfied, thinking I'm blocking their path to profit, that doesn't matter. I hold the lifeline of Aizen Technology in my hands!"

"I have already made arrangements with the major media outlets of the five permanent members of the Security Council, as well as major regional powers such as Germany, Italy, Brazil, India, and Japan, and more than a dozen independent media companies."

"I have video footage of how the Evil King brought monsters from another world, and the arduous process of our battles with those monsters."

"I have taken care of the Japanese government and other foundations. This time, I will definitely let the people see the truth and guide them in a positive direction."

Upon hearing this, Yu Chen smiled and said, "That would be wonderful. Thank you for your help, Ai Ran Cheng."

No wonder he rose from a farmhand to become a tycoon; his abilities are indeed impressive.

After understanding the entire plan, Kirino Makio looked puzzled: "You...you're actually going to use this kind of method to fight against the Kirieloids' brainwashing?"

His idea was to win people's hearts with sincerity, to move them with emotion, to explain with reason, and to make them understand through logic.

Why is public opinion being used? This... it feels like magic fighting magic.

Yu Chen said in a deep voice, "After all, we are not the protagonists in a fairy tale. There is no way that we can reason with everyone and they will burst into tears, be grateful and stand with us."

"People on Earth have been trapped in information cocoons for five years. We must use strong measures to break the cocoons and let real information into people's sight, thereby creating our own information cocoons."

"Since entering the information age, people have been trapped in different information cocoons because of their different preferences. This is an unavoidable situation. But some cocoons are good and some are bad. We cannot let them be trapped in bad cocoons."

Upon hearing this, Kirino Makio hissed... It seems there really is something wrong with it?

He then asked, "So... the price drop is because Ultraman appeared, isn't that also true?"

Yu Chen thought for a moment and then explained seriously, "It depends on how you interpret it. If you're saying it will decrease forever, that's impossible. It's related to the government's capabilities and the national economy. That's a matter for Earthlings, and we can't interfere."

"But let me ask you this: if Aizen Makoto stopped exploiting people and instead distributed his wealth, wouldn't people's lives become better?"

"Would he have done that if I hadn't shown up?"

"Hiss..." Kirino Makio thought about it again and again, and it seemed... that there was nothing wrong with it?

It seems that "prices really did drop after Ultraman appeared."

This isn't a lie; it's more like a word game.

"You're so strange. I have this feeling that makes my vision go black." Kirino Makio smiled helplessly. "If it were Daigo, he definitely wouldn't do this."

"But I can't think of any good solutions right now."

Masaki Keigo walked over and handed Kirino a can of cola: "Don't overthink it. Just treat this as a social experiment. And once the plan is launched, you'll definitely see the results before we do."

At the same time, he handed Yuchen a can.

Looking at the red packaging, Yu Chen politely declined, saying, "I don't drink Coca-Cola."

"Is there any difference?" Masaki Keigo asked, puzzled, but still gave Yu Chen a different can of Pepsi.

Suddenly remembering something, Yu Chen asked Ai Ran Cheng, "By the way, have you arranged the questionnaire?"

"Everything has been arranged. Every Japanese person will receive it, and the media's public opinion campaign will follow suit. But I really want to ask... will this really be effective?"

Seeing Aizen Makoto's puzzled expression, Yu Chen patted him on the shoulder: "In the past, I met a British knight who told me a clever way to conduct a survey."

"When people see a substantial reduction in the cost of living, the collapse of information cocoons, and the revelation of the truth, they will break free from the state of being brainwashed. At this point, people are wavering, and they hope to use accurate data to prove that their choices are correct."

"And this data is obtained through surveys. The key is to get people to choose roughly the same options after filling out the survey."

"..." Aizen Makoto looked troubled: "I don't quite understand, but I'm deeply shocked."

Jugglus Juggler, Keigo Masaki, and Makio Kirino: "We were equally shocked."

Jugglus asked, "How can you make everyone choose the same option? It's a questionnaire, a bunch of questions. You can't just hold a gun to their heads and force them to make a choice, can you?"

"You'll find out tomorrow morning," Yu Chen said with a mysterious smile. "It'll be a very strange phenomenon for you."

Meanwhile, Kirino Makio, who knew Yu Chen's inner thoughts through his superpowers, had his eyebrows practically raised to the sky.

He hesitated for a long time, then could only sigh helplessly: "You're really a strange person, unlike the traditional Ultraman I know."

Yu Chen offered no explanation, and the plan proceeded smoothly and methodically under Ai Ran Cheng's instructions.

He could already foresee the shocked and incomprehensible distorted expressions on the faces of the Kirieloids tomorrow.

This is an effect that is absolutely difficult to achieve with sheer force.

……

Early the next morning—

Pedestrians on the streets of Tokyo stretch and yawn, looking every bit the part as they prepare for a new workday.

The young man, who had no time to style his hair, walked somewhat sloppily into the convenience store, skillfully found a rice ball, a sandwich, and a drink, and then went to the cashier to pay.

After taking out a banknote based on the price I remembered and handing it to the cashier, I was about to leave when the cashier called me back.

"Hey buddy, I haven't given you your change yet."

Here's your 400 yuan change, please keep it!

"Four hundred...?" The young man was stunned as he held the change. "Are you sure you didn't miscalculate? The amount I gave you was exactly right, not a penny off."

"Hey? Didn't you see the news?" the cashier asked, puzzled. "The government has given us a lot of subsidies, and now the prices of all necessities have dropped quite a bit."

"They say that the arrival of Ultraman has reduced the threat of monsters, and the government wants to stimulate the economy to benefit the people."

"How could this be? You must be joking!" The young man took out his phone and opened social media. The moment he did, a flood of Ultraman-related headlines came rushing at him!

"What's going on? It wasn't here yesterday..."

The young man flipped through the news with a look of confusion, but then that confusion froze on his face.

The appearance of Ultraman brought unprecedented security to the country. The threat of monsters decreased, and the damage to cities and rural areas was greatly reduced. More importantly, it meant that more labor could be put into production instead of repairing destruction, which directly led to a decrease in prices. The government believed in Ultraman and launched a series of policies to revitalize the economy, rebuild infrastructure, provide subsidies, and stimulate industrial and agricultural output...

"Why was such a comprehensive policy package suddenly introduced?"

"Does Ultraman have anything to do with these things?"

The young man frowned. It didn't seem unreasonable, but something still felt off. Why would the government suddenly believe in Ultraman?

Weren't those monsters lured here by Ultraman?

Isn't the root of the problem Ultraman?

He wanted to turn off his phone, but the breakfast that was almost half the price made him hesitate. He figured the government must be smarter than him, and the leadership must have a much brighter future in mind.

The government is stingy and has tight finances; it won't spend money recklessly for no reason.

That means the government saw the truth, which is why it chose to do this...

"The truth, the truth," the young man muttered to himself, then suddenly froze!

The Kirieloids, who call themselves angels and saviors, seem to have never cared about the lives of ordinary people.

The origins of the monsters and natural disasters remain unknown, though the Kirieloids say they were brought by Ultraman…

But thinking back on the past five years, haven't they been even more difficult? But now, not to mention the future, even a breakfast is much cheaper.

When the Kirieloids arrived, life became difficult; when Ultraman arrived, life became easier.

The young man's eyes flickered; he seemed to have discovered the truth.