Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

Something suddenly popped into my head.

“By the way, Connie is a living example.” After finding a point of rebuttal, his tone became more assertive. “Have you forgotten that all his knowledge about monsters came from the minds of monsters?”

"He said he had a synesthetic connection with the monster's brain, just like two Jaeger pilots."

"Perhaps I can also communicate with the monster's brain like he did."

As Newton spoke, his eyes lit up, thinking it was a very feasible plan, and he also wanted to learn more about the monster.

These words also reminded Hermann.

"How is this possible?"

“When Connie first mentioned this, I was already skeptical about its veracity.”

Herman, leaning on his cane, limped over to Newton.

“I ask you, how big is the human brain?” he asked, looking into Newton’s eyes.

“Uh…” Newton was taken aback by his sudden aura, but he still managed to give the answer, “About 14 centimeters in diameter.”

He gestured with his hand, indicating that it was smaller than a football.

"Then take a look at this?" Herman picked up his cane and tapped the large glass jar containing the monster's secondary brain next to him.

The brain, still inside the glass jar, retains a certain degree of activity. It possesses characteristics of both the brain and the heart, as commonly understood, with several thick blood vessels below twisting like tentacles.

Monsters, these colossal creatures, are controlled by both a central brain and a secondary brain; what's here is only a secondary brain.

“This secondary brain is bigger than half an adult!” Herman shouted to Newton. “Two mismatched pilots will cause accidents when they synapse. Now, you’re going to connect your brain to the monster’s brain. Guess what will happen?”

"Boom!"

He gestured as he said, "Your brains will explode like fireworks inside your skull!"

In Herman's view, connecting the human brain with the monster's brain was a complete fantasy, utterly dangerous.

No normal person would think of connecting to a monster's brain.

"Then how do you explain Connie?" Newton retorted.

"When we first met him, he even revealed some information that we had never disclosed to the public before. He knew more about monsters than I do, someone who deals with monsters every day."

The only explanation for why Connie Albert knew so much about monsters is that he had a psychic connection with them.

The other party even brought this up on their own initiative.

“That’s what I can’t figure out either.” Hermann put away his cane and frowned as he thought. “He didn’t show any signs of any aftereffects.”

"Logically speaking, if he really had a connection with the monster, he shouldn't be acting like nothing happened."

"I am more inclined to believe that he never had any synesthesia with the monster at all, and that the information came from other channels, channels that we had no idea about."

Newton simply chuckled at this.

"How is that possible?"

"If he has access to information about monsters, why doesn't he just tell us?"

"In this apocalyptic, messed-up era, aren't we all just struggling to survive?"

We're all in this together; there's no need to hide anything in this crisis.

“Who knows…” Herman wanted to retort that they might not be in the same boat, but the facts silenced him. If monsters took over the Earth, none of them would survive.

Hermann's suspicions were not without reason.

Connie Albert was far too mysterious to him.

Although all the information about the other party from birth to the present can be found, it is still impossible to explain why the other party knows so much information about monsters and pioneers.

“I will prove you wrong.” Newton said with a grin when he saw that he did not retort. “Since he has conducted experiments on communicating with monsters, the equipment must still be somewhere.”

"Once I find it, I'll be able to prove you wrong."

The actions of geniuses are often simply driven by the desire to prove the other wrong.

The saying that there is only a fine line between genius and madness is exactly what this means.

"I'll go right now!"

Newton, like a child who had found a way to embarrass his friend, couldn't wait to get started.

He took off his gloves and threw them on the lab table, then jogged toward the lab door.

"How are you going to find something that doesn't even exist?" Hermann said defiantly as he watched his retreating figure, then turned around and walked back to the blackboard to continue revising his formula.

Chapter 30: Five Rounds to Defeat Ultraman

"What!?"

In Connie Albert's laboratory and personal lounge, Albert looked at Field Marshal Stark in front of him and let out an incredulous sound.

"You gave that mecha to Mr. Natsuki?"

He stood up directly from the chair next to the desk and looked at the other person.

"That mech can't... I mean, it's not fixed yet."

"Letting him drive alone is far too dangerous."

He strongly disagreed with Marshal Stoke's actions.

That mecha was originally prepared for himself, so that he could directly intervene in the future in case of any unexpected situations.

He expressed reasonable concern, his face remaining composed behind his silver-rimmed glasses.

"Given Mr. Natsuki's physical condition, I think he shouldn't get injured," Marshal Stark replied calmly.

As he spoke, he looked into Albert's eyes.

"You should understand why I'm standing here right now."

Now, he needs an explanation.

Regarding the explanation of the conflict in the laboratory mentioned earlier.

“I know,” Albert said, his expression turning serious as he nodded.

He spoke slowly, using the prepared explanation: "The reason I asked Mr. Natsuki that question was because I wanted to learn more about him in order to confirm the specific details of the follow-up plan."

"To us, he is ultimately an alien, and there are countless secrets about him that we do not know."

"I cannot allow any unexpected events to occur in the subsequent plans, absolutely not."

Upon hearing this, Marshal Strucker frowned, pondered for a few seconds, and then nodded.

He continued, "I understand your concerns, but as I said before, he saved many lives yesterday."

"His appearance is an opportunity for us. We should try our best to get him on the same side as us."

"And through close contact, I am certain that he possesses qualities that we can trust."

“I understand.” Albert knew that the other party’s purpose was just to remind him, so he nodded decisively at this moment. “I will be careful with my words in my future interactions with Mr. Natsuki.”

Seeing how sensible Albert was, Marshal Steker didn't say anything more.

After all, they're all on our side.

The base originally housed dozens of scientists, but after funding was withdrawn, only Herman and Newton remained in the impoverished base.

The arrival of Connie Albert, a top scientific talent, at this time was a godsend for Marshal Stark.

Whether it was repairing the mechs or bringing information about the monsters, Marshal Stark believed that this guy was willing to share the burden with them and wanted to get out of the apocalypse.

"Do you remember what you said to me when we first met?" Marshal Steker suddenly asked him.

Albert paused for a moment when faced with this question.

But he quickly realized what he meant and replied, "I remember."

“That day, we stood inside the mech hangar, facing those mechs, and I said, ‘I’d rather die in this base’s lab than watch the apocalypse come and do nothing.’”

He still remembers those words.

Marshal Strick nodded in satisfaction.

“You will survive the apocalypse,” he said.

“It’s not ‘I,’ it should be ‘we,’” Albert affirmed.

......

Shattered Dome Base Armor Hall.

Having just finished a hearty meal, Natsuki, carrying a heavy book, walked onto the steel corridor bridge in flip-flops and saw a familiar figure leaning against the railing.

He called out to the figure.

The figure turned around; it was Raleigh, wearing a dark blue sweater.

"You're here to watch me test?" Raleigh asked casually.

Xia Shu came to his side, stood in front of the railing, and looked down at the mecha below.

"I'm here to take the test," he said with a mysterious smile.

"What?" Raleigh was stunned when he said that.

If he remembered correctly, Natsuki had only arrived on Earth yesterday.

Are we going to start the mecha today?

And the marshal agreed to it so easily?

"I've been studying this manual for hours," Xia Shu said confidently, waving the driver's manual in her hand. "Don't doubt my skills."

"Uh......"

Raleigh took the manual from him and flipped through it. He remembered that they didn't have this kind of thing back then; they learned it at the academy.

Are you sure you read it carefully?

He quickly flipped through a couple of pages and found the book to be incredibly new; only a few pages showed signs of having been opened, while the rest could be described as brand new.

"Hmm." Natsuki nodded.