Ultraman: I Really Didn't Want to Rule the World

Hong Tu's words on the phone made Xin Cheng instantly forget his leg injury, and he stood up abruptly: "What did you say? Tuomo is with you!"

Everyone in the command room was startled by him.

"I'm coming right away!" Xincheng said, then hung up the phone and turned to leave. But in his haste, he forgot about his leg injury and fell to the ground.

"Shinjo!" Daigo immediately went to help him, but Shinjo grabbed his injured left hand in a fit of excitement. "Ah, why are you so agitated?"

"Takuma, Takuma is still alive!" Shinjo struggled to get out of his arms and stand up. "I'm going to find Mayumi!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited," Horii and Munakata went up and helped the two of them up. "Tell me the details."

“Hong Tu just called and said that Tuomo fell out of his house yesterday but hasn’t woken up.” Xin Cheng finally calmed down.

"Takuma? You mean that person from yesterday?" Captain Megumi asked.

Everyone else understood what she meant.

The rescue team did not find Takuma on the plane, but what appeared at the scene was indeed Takuma's spirit, and everyone thought Takuma was dead.

It was only because of Gazort's magnetic field that the soul was able to reappear.

Now it seems that another situation has emerged.

Takumo didn't die; he just fell off the plane, but his soul left with Gazot.

"Vice Captain, Horii, you two go to Hongtu's house and take the medical vehicle with you," Captain Kijima said to the two men.

"I want to go too!" Shinjo stood up again. He kept thinking about how his sister cried yesterday, and he really didn't want Mayumi to cry again. So, he had to go and see for himself, and then teach this guy who made Mayumi cry a lesson.

Seeing his stubborn expression, Jujian Hui finally agreed, "Then you can go with the vice-captain."

"Yes!" Zongfang and Xincheng nodded and left the command room together.

"You brat," Zongfang said, looking at Xincheng in the corridor, but ultimately didn't say anything harsh. "Slow down!"

"Mm!" Shinjo nodded emphatically, his expression somewhat relaxed.

The two drove to Hong Tu's house, with an ambulance following behind.

"This is it." Xincheng got out of the car and walked to the door. Before he could ring the doorbell, the door opened automatically.

"Come in." Kirino Makio expressionlessly stepped aside for them. "He's inside."

As the two entered the room, they saw Hong Tu leaning against the door frame, greeting them and pointing to the room behind her, gesturing for them to come in.

The two entered the room first and saw that the person lying on the bed was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants that were all wrinkled and looked nothing like the handsome man in black clothes and pants they had seen yesterday.

"Takuma!" Shinjo recognized the man as Takuma and, leaning on his cane, went to check on him.

“He’s still alive, but he might have suffered a brain injury.” Hong Tu leaned against the door and explained Tuo Mo’s condition, “That’s why he hasn’t woken up yet.”

"Thank you!" Xincheng approached Hongtu with a serious expression and bowed deeply to him. "Thank you for saving Tuomo."

"No, no, Xincheng team member, I just dragged him back." Hongtu hurriedly stopped him, "I didn't even take him to the hospital."

"Thank you anyway." Although Shinjo was stopped by him, he still thanked him earnestly.

"Hey, are you taking him away?" Hong Tu looked at the medical staff waiting outside and changed the subject. He was still not used to being thanked like this.

“Yes,” Zongfang said. “We need to take him back and check him out.”

"Ah."

As the Victory Team's vehicle and the TPC's medical vehicle drove away, Hong Tu turned and went back into the house.

"Finally gone!" Hong Tu slumped onto the sofa, looking at Tong Ye on the other sofa. "Little Makio, what kind of miracles do you think humanity is capable of creating?"

Kirino looked at him but did not answer.

"Well, never mind, I didn't ask." Hong Tu suddenly felt that the question was a bit silly. A miracle must have no limits to be called a miracle.

Thinking about the light that Tuomo shone yesterday, Hong Tu suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.

Kirino ignored the other person's erratic behavior. He had never been able to understand the other person's thinking. Over the years, he had learned not to speculate, but to judge based on the other person's behavior.

That evening, Hong Tu went out for a night stroll as usual. This time, he came to a Japanese-style tavern.

"Tanuki!" Hong Tu opened the door and called out to the door without caring whether there were any guests inside.

"What a rare guest, sir! Please come in." Upon hearing his voice, the raccoon immediately came out to greet him and led him inside. "Please follow me."

When Hong Tu entered, the once lively tavern instantly fell silent.

All the monsters present recognized Hong Tu and fell silent like quails, watching with trepidation as Hong Tu followed the raccoon into a room inside.

Only after the door inside was closed did these monsters regain some of their vitality.

"Is that the newly appeared great demon?" some of the lesser demons whispered among themselves.

"That's right, that lord has many ancient ferocious beasts under his command."

"Yeah yeah"

The little demons outside were very careful to keep their conversations quiet, afraid of disturbing the person inside.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!" a middle-aged man in a blue police uniform shouted as he ran in.

All the demons immediately shut up and turned to look into the inner room. Seeing that there was no movement inside, they surrounded the man.

The man in the police uniform who ran in was actually a monster. As soon as he entered, he transformed into a tall, thin, green monster.

"Keep your voice down, what's wrong? What happened?" The group of monsters knew each other quite well and recognized the impetuous monster.

"The Sukuna Oni, the Sukuna Oni of Mount Sukuna, has been resurrected!" The demon, unaware that there was a big shot in the inner room, dropped this bombshell loudly.

Wait, what did you just say? Who came back to life?

"The demon Sukuna has come back to life?!" the group of lesser demons exclaimed, completely disregarding the important figure inside.

"How to do?"

"Sukuna-ki has been resurrected!"

"Sukuna-no-ghost, Sukuna-no-ghost!!!"

The little demons, those who knew about Sukuna-ki, were in complete chaos, and those who didn't were also thrown into confusion.

What? You don't know Sukuna-ki? Yeah, I don't know him, but don't you think the name sounds scary?

The door, of course, couldn't stop Hong Tu from hearing. He looked at the raccoon beside him and asked silently.

The raccoon, however, remained quite calm.

"Sukuna Oni, that was several hundred years ago."

At that time, Sukuna Oni was a two-faced demon that ravaged the area around Mount Sukuna. Later, due to its many evil deeds and its intention to destroy the world, it was found by the famous samurai, Ida Kojuro Iryu, who cut it into seven parts, buried them in Mount Sukuna, and used his sword to suppress its heart to prevent its resentment from spreading, thus reviving it.

Unexpectedly, it has now been revived. It seems there was something wrong with the Well Dragon Sword.

Tanuki poured Hongtu a cup of wine: "With resentment accumulated over hundreds of years, Sukuna Oni should become even more ferocious."

“Resentment, huh?” Hong Tu took a sip of wine, an ominous red light spreading in his eyes. “Several hundred years of resentment, it should taste pretty good, right?”

Upon seeing this, the raccoon respectfully lowered its head, avoiding looking into his eyes.

Chapter 26 Time to Eat

It was early morning, before the sun had fully risen, and the Jinglong Sword had disappeared overnight.

“Yes, this is it.” Hong Tu stood in front of a small temple.

The objects that were once enshrined in the temple are gone, leaving only an empty altar.

"It's so dark." Hong Tu saw that the small temple was surrounded by a thick aura of resentment and malice. Not only the small temple, but the entire Su Na Mountain was shrouded in this aura of resentment, which almost enveloped the entire mountain.

"Since you've invited me so warmly, I won't stand on ceremony." Hong Tu licked her lips. The other party was probably fearless, knowing that Jing Tian Jing Long was dead, or perhaps feeling that the resentment accumulated over hundreds of years had become incredibly powerful. In any case, this Sukuna Oni, who was about to break free of its seal, was recklessly releasing its resentment.

But this ironically benefits red tea.

In Hongtu's eyes, Dabenyuan is essentially a sweet cake, constantly tempting you with cream and candy.

It's practically offered to me, so why not take it?

A red light flashed in Hong Tu's eyes, and the scattered resentment and malice swirled around him, only to be devoured and transformed by him.

If anyone could see it, they would find that the place where Hong Tu is located is like a whirlpool, drawing in the "black mist" on Mount Su Na.

"Who! Who is it?" Sukuna-ki panicked when he realized that someone else was stealing his resentment. "Who is devouring my power! Stop!"

It needs this resentment to revive! Who's so inconsiderate, doesn't they know that's mine?

However, Sukuna-ki, who was not yet fully revived, could only shout "Stop!" and threaten.

"Ah, how dare you devour my power! Don't let me catch you, or I'll make sure you're burned a thousand times over by will-o'-the-wisps!"

"Stop! I told you to stop!"

Sukuna Oni shouted threats in vain and quickly withdrew its resentment. However, it had not yet been resurrected and was no match for Hongtu, who was in its prime and even more powerful than in its prime.

So in the end, it only managed to reclaim a small portion of its resentment; the rest was completely swallowed up by the red tea.

"The taste is a bit stale." Hong Tu smacked his lips, somewhat disgusted. The resentment in this tea had a one-dimensional flavor, full of hatred for Jing Tian and Jing Long. It had been stored for so many years, and the taste was still strange.

"Hmm?" Hong Tu suddenly turned around and saw two very familiar yellow airplanes flying in from a distance, one of which even had its own lighting effects.

"The Victory Team arrived pretty quickly." Hong Tu was a little disappointed. If they had arrived a little later, he could have swallowed that ghost as well.

"Forget it, let's leave first, and while we're at it, let's see what that thing is." Hong Tu shook her head and headed down the mountain.

Because there was a power orb of light he had never seen before approaching from the foot of the mountain, though it wasn't moving very fast.

This was the first time Hong Tu had ever seen such an energy cluster. It was neither dark nor light; it felt very much like light, yet also somewhat like a monster.

It's such a contradiction.

Although Hong Tu was walking, she was still moving very fast. In the blink of an eye, she was already ten meters away.

"Alright, let's stop here." Jing Tianjinglong, holding his sword, said to the young man driving the car, "Someone is waiting for me up ahead."

"Really!" Upon hearing that he could stop the car, the thief immediately stopped and, without even turning the car around, reversed down the mountain after Jing Tianjinglong got off.

Iida Iryu didn't care about his departure; instead, he looked solemnly at the mountain path leading to Sukuna Mountain.

"Since you've already arrived, why don't you come out?" Ida Iryu gripped his sword, his body slightly bent as if to draw it.