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

If you have a job, go and do it properly! Skipping work here, do you expect me to support you?!

The aliens scattered instantly, transforming into human form and rushing out of the base.

The new boss is great! Looks like I won't have to worry about asking my boss for leave every day! Long live work! Long live the boss!

Perhaps sensing Hong Tu's impatience, none of the aliens dared to stay.

The warehouse fell silent instantly, and Hong Tu was finally able to quietly ponder what to do next.

He glanced at the two bracelets provided by UDF on the table. He had already hacked them, so they were now just decorative items.

Thinking back to how I completely dominated the scene as the boss, digested all the restored memories, ignored the stunned Dash members, picked up some Ultraman human form, and ran away. Now, I hope I'm wanted by UDF...

Hong Tu paused for a moment, then recalled that fragment of memory.

Who exactly is that woman?

Hong Tu pondered his memories. He did indeed lack memories before the age of twelve, and in his memories after the age of twelve, there were no memories of that woman or any relatives.

If that woman was his family, then why was he all alone after the age of twelve?

And that piece of advice was also quite subtle—only by being a good child can you be like the other children…

Only then can they be like other children?

Was he different from other children when he was a child? What exactly does "good child" mean?

One question after another made him unusually irritable, but the unique characteristics of darkness quickly calmed him down.

Hong Tu had some ideas, but whether these guesses were true or not, he would wait until Servia woke up and asked him about the world Wu was in before making a decision.

The most important thing now is to strengthen our own capabilities.

Selvia is currently seriously injured, but it's easy to see from the light emanating from him that he is actually a very powerful Ultraman.

Even a powerful Ultraman was forced to temporarily flee that world, which shows that Wu is a very powerful being in that world.

Unable to gauge the opponent's strength, Hong Tu certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to charge straight in.

He needs to become stronger as soon as possible to be confident that he can devour Wu and take back what is his.

Chapter 134 Zhang Jie

On the third day, Hong Tu received a message from the masked alien that Servia had awakened.

Fortunately, this Ultraman didn't have much prejudice against aliens, so when he woke up and saw the masked alien, he didn't instinctively throw a beam of energy at it. Instead, after a brief moment of surprise, he calmly began to communicate with it.

The handsome young man struggled to sit up and thanked it amicably: "Did you save me? Thank you so much."

The masked alien waved his hand, flattered, "It's nothing, I just carried you back." That's right, he just carried the person back and helped bandage the wound.

“After all, you saved me. My name is Zhang Jie,” the young man named Zhang Jie said earnestly, looking at the alien. “I will repay you.”

The masked alien, seeing his serious expression, spoke with some difficulty: "...Let's skip this one." I'm afraid that if you knew the truth, you'd shoot me dead with a beam of light.

Remembering the hatred this Ultraman harbored for his boss, the masked alien became somewhat timid.

But it was more afraid of its new boss, who was clearly a peaceful and easy-going dark force, yet a terrifying feeling always lingered in its heart, making it dare not act recklessly.

After weighing the pros and cons, it managed to suppress its slight guilt and unease, and put on its best acting skills: "I am an Elk alien, and my name on Earth is Murakami Kenki."

You can stay here with peace of mind. This is my home on Earth. It's a bit small, but it's very safe.

Musk, an alien, didn't stay on Earth for very long, only seven years. He didn't manage to buy a nice house, just rented a small apartment, but it was enough for two people.

Speaking of this, the Musk aliens are quite proud, because the vast majority of aliens couldn't even rent a house. The better ones had staff dormitories, the worse ones had to sneak into their own spaceships, and of course, the worst ones had to sleep on the streets...

It's doing really well!

At this point, I have to complain: it's so hard to earn money! Why bother with qualifications and education? Why not just look at ability?!

Most importantly, those who make fake documents, especially those who claim to be aliens, are really shameless! And their prices are outrageous!

Musk, the alien, is internally ranting and raving while maintaining an expressionless face.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jie gave a very warm smile, but then his tone changed, "But I'm sorry, I can't stay here."

As you can see, I'm being hunted. Staying here will only drag you down with me.

As he spoke, the young man tried to get up, but he stopped moving as soon as he made a movement because the pain aggravated his wound.

Seeing the golden particles of light seeping out from the gaps in the bandages, Musk instinctively supported him and then pressed him back onto the bed: "With such serious injuries, you can't go far. It's safe here, no one will come looking for you."

Its stiff, masked face revealed no expression, but its hesitant tone made it clear that it was actually quite conflicted: "Um, about that sir..."

Zhang Jie looked at it, confused. "Who are you talking about? Which esteemed person?!"

Musk, the alien, steeled his resolve and said with a death wish, "Is this the same person you fought a few days ago? Is there some misunderstanding?"

Ignoring whether his wound had reopened, Zhang Jie looked at the Musk alien, his brows furrowed deeply, and asked uncertainly, "You mean, nothing?"

"No, no," Musk finally realized where the problem lay. This Ultraman had mistaken their new leader for that man in black robes. "The guy you're talking about named Wu is not that person."

"Mu has already been killed by the adult. Although the two look very similar, they are not the same person. The Red-skinned Lord was a very powerful and gentle adult."

Zhang Jie sorted through it for a moment before understanding what it meant: "You mean, I mistook someone for someone else, and that person wasn't Wu?"

"That's right, that person's name is Hong Tu. Although he is somewhat willful, he is actually a good person and the most peaceful darkness I have ever seen."

Now, with that great person's protection, we unambitious aliens can live peacefully and normally on Earth.

So that person is really kind.

So don't go looking for trouble with the adults, especially since you can't beat them...

Musk silently swallowed the last sentence, then thought back to the few short days he had spent with Hong Tu.

It was only three days after all, but Hong Tu was quite easy to get along with. Apart from being a bit tyrannical and willful in some things, she was generally good-natured and didn't think too highly of herself. She didn't look down on those of us who didn't have much ambition, and sometimes she would even give us some advice on work or life.

They did not rule the Earth, nor did they compete with other dark aliens for resources. They lived peacefully and quietly, and even under their protection, they did not need to fear trouble from other dark aliens...

That's really awesome!

In just three days, these aliens became completely enamored with Hong Tu, wishing they could stay under his command for life!

Zhang Jie frowned even deeper, looking quite troubled, but seeing Musk's expressionless face and hearing his attitude, he ultimately swallowed the words he wanted to say.

It's not that he just believed it, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt something was amiss.

However, at that moment, he seemed to see two nothingnesses...

But whether it was true or false, he decided to investigate it himself.

After arranging for Zhang Jie's recovery, Musk went out under the guise of work.

Not long after, Hong Tu, who was nestled on the sofa in the base, received a call from Musk the alien.

"You're awake? Then there's nothing to worry about." Hong Tu shifted to a more comfortable position, sitting up askew.

"Sir, aren't you going to explain this to that Ultraman? His enemy is clearly that man in black."

"Hmm? You've already talked to him."

There was no need for me to explain; even if I did, he probably wouldn't have believed me anyway.

"But……"

“However, if you really want us to clear up the misunderstanding, then you’ll have to work hard.” Hong Tu’s voice was very gentle, even with a hint of coaxing. “After all, right now, you are the bridge between us.”

The alien was taken aback, then suddenly felt a strange sense of mission: "Please leave it to me, sir. I will make sure Zhang Jie understands that you are not an evil person!"

Hong Tu secretly noted down the name "Zhang Jie," offered some words of encouragement to the enthusiastic alien, gave him a few instructions, and then hung up the phone.

“Zhang Jie?” Hong Tu murmured the name. “It sounds like a Chinese name. I just wonder how much he knows about the Ultraman world.”

Chapter 135 The Supersonic Monster Black Rayne

More than half a month passed in this way.

As usual, Hongtu listened to Musk's reports every day.

Half a month later, the injuries of Ultraman's human host, Zhang Jie, have been completely healed. Moreover, he seems to be getting along very well with the Musk aliens, and has even recently been trying to join Dash.

Unfortunately, dash is not currently planning to hire anyone, especially not someone with an unknown background...

and so…

"So he got the job as a bodyguard for a mob boss?!"

Hong Tu's expression was somewhat subtle. This job... didn't it seem a bit out of place with his Ultraman style?

“Yes, sir, I really can’t understand why he was hired as a bodyguard. He originally went to apply for a job at a restaurant, but something seems to have happened halfway there, and he was hired as a bodyguard.” Musk’s tone sounded very confused.

Hong Tu: "..." This sounds like a story, and why does he have a bad feeling about it?

Before he could think further, a strange cry interrupted his thoughts. Hong Tu looked up slightly and saw something that looked like an airplane with a long contrail rapidly approaching him.

That's right, Hong Tu is currently at an altitude close to the atmosphere. His purpose for this trip is to find the monster that is rapidly approaching him—the supersonic monster Black Rayne.

"Sir, is something wrong on your end?" Why do I hear a monster's voice?! Musk's uncertain voice came through the phone.

Hong Tu looked at the monster getting closer and closer: "Okay, that's all. I have something to do here, so I'll hang up now."

Oh, and remember to get along well with that Ultraman.

Musk stared blankly at the disconnected phone, but didn't think much of it and went to work.

It should go and ask Zhang Jie about his job situation tonight, just in case he's been tricked into joining some gang and becoming someone's henchman. After all, some people on Earth are incredibly cunning.

Hong Tu casually tossed her phone into the black mist beside her and then stretched her wrists: "Come on, let me see just how fast you can be."

He brandished his black Spark Lens, and the next moment, Dark Tiga appeared high in the sky, ready to fight the monster flying towards him.

The monster spotted the black giant ahead. Its armored wings were slightly retracted, and it moved even faster, looking more like a fighter jet, and one with a speed of over Mach 10.

The distance between the two behemoths closed rapidly, and just as they were about to collide, Dark Tiga suddenly vanished from his spot and reappeared not far away. He watched as the monster passed through the place where he had just been, made a turn in the air without slowing down, and continued to charge towards him.

"That speed..." Dark Tiga didn't linger and disappeared again. "It's really a bit scary, much faster than Max."

Hong Tu sighed inwardly. As expected of a supersonic monster, if it weren't for his spatial abilities, it would probably have taken him much longer to achieve this speed.