Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

Old Zhou's reaction also surprised Xia Shu a little.

Another sensible one.

But I have to admit, he likes sensible guys, as they save him a lot of trouble.

"You two, follow Mr. Newton and load the cargo onto their plane," Old Zhou said to his bodyguards.

......

......

They had a very fruitful trip.

They dealt with Lyman behind the drone mech and also brought back the secondary monster brain used to obtain information about Quake.

When their transport planes landed at the Shattered Dome base.

Albert, who came out to greet them, was also surprised to see Lyman bound.

Isn't this a bit too efficient?

"Mr. Natsuki, how did you catch this guy?" Albert walked up to them, braving a strong gust of wind, and asked Natsuki.

He originally thought this matter would take at least a few days to resolve, but Mr. Natsuki actually managed to bring the person back that very afternoon.

“I went to that guy named Taylor, and he gave me the Lyman position right away,” Xia Shu said.

"That simple?"

"It's that simple."

Albert didn't believe it; he knew all too well how difficult those politicians were. But the facts were undeniable, and he had no choice but to accept them.

"How are the drone mechs arranged?" he then asked.

"That guy named Taylor said they would gradually take them back, and as for those already incorporated into the military, they would strengthen control," Xia Shu said.

Without Lyman as the culprit, those drone mechs are unlikely to get out of control, so this is already a prudent approach.

Albert nodded after hearing this.

There are four transmigrators in this world, including myself. Two have been dealt with, and there's only one left...

......

Lyman was immediately placed in a cell at the base and locked up here for the time being.

After Natsuki finishes dealing with everything here, we'll contact Hikari to throw this guy into the space prison.

The next focus is on the last transmigrator named Quake.

This guy might be the most troublesome one.

"Are you two sure you want to come together?" Albert asked again, looking at Newton and Herman, who were eager to try, in the laboratory.

“I’m sure!” Newton nodded expectantly.

“Me...too!” Hermann nodded in agreement.

“Alright, having the two of you practice synesthesia is indeed a good option.” Albert nodded.

He originally planned to have himself, or Natsuki, communicate with the monster through synesthesia.

But he had too much information in his head, and he didn't know if he would be punished after those messages about the system were unearthed through his synesthesia.

But Xia Shu wouldn't be an option either; his 19,000 years of memories, if they appeared in the synesthesia, would directly burst the brain of this secondary monster.

"OK... Gentlemen."

“Remember, we absolutely must find information about a guy named ‘Quick’.”

As he spoke, Albert put helmets on the two doctors and pressed the synesthesia button.

Chapter 69 Living Up to the Name of Pioneers

"Oh, shit!"

"Now you're actually in my head!"

"too disgusting!"

After the synesthesia began, Herman sensed Newton's presence in the ocean of memories.

It was a very strange feeling; at this moment, he could freely browse Newton's memories and fully understand Newton's thoughts.

The thought of two geniuses with such opposing personalities being squeezed together in their minds was truly nauseating.

“Do you think I’m not disgusting?” Newton retorted.

“Oh, so you have two older brothers and a younger sister.” Newton saw Herman’s family in his memories and understood how he felt back then. How interesting.

"Shit! Don't look into my memories!" Herman quickly scolded Newton.

"Haha, I knew you must have gotten a lot of beatings in school." Newton couldn't help but tease, recalling Herman's memories of being beaten up by thugs during his school days. "That punch really hit hard."

"You're no better than me! You shut-in! You don't even have any friends!" Herman also saw Newton's memories, and his attack power was at its maximum, his sharp voice particularly piercing.

"Do you have it?" Newton continued looking at Herman's memories and soon saw something that made him turn green with embarrassment.

"Fuck, there really is one!"

"I saw Vanessa! How come you get a wife who loves you so much! It's not fair!" Newton knew Herman had a wife, but after witnessing their intimate moment, he gritted his teeth and said jealously.

I'm still single, while this guy's baby's about to be born.

"Shit! Stop looking!" Herman also saw this memory and quickly shouted out, knowing that if he looked any longer, it wouldn't pass censorship.

“OK, OK…” Newman still showed some respect in this regard and did not pry into Herman’s private life completely.

All of this happened in a fraction of a second.

This is their adaptation phase before they establish a connection with the monster's brain.

Are you ready?

“The monsters’ memories will come flooding back soon. You need to stay on your feet, or you’ll be overwhelmed,” Newton warned Herman, having had experience with this before.

“I know.” Herman was a little nervous, but with Newton’s help, he quickly adjusted his mindset.

Unlike the first synesthetic experiment, this time the two of them faced it together.

They both knew that they were each other's oddballs in the eyes of ordinary people, and they couldn't blame anyone else for not being able to make friends.

They couldn't stand each other and argued all the time.

But when the organization was transferred from official to private and funding was drastically cut, countless researchers chose to leave, but the two of them chose to stay, and then they continued to argue every day.

Now, when the world needs them, they have stood up together.

"Thank you, Herman." For the first time ever, Newton actually said thank you to Herman.

He originally thought it was because he was connected to the monster's brain, but he didn't expect Herman to step forward as well.

“I just feel… I should do something,” Hermann said awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable with the statement.

Although the two argued every day, they still acknowledged each other in their hearts.

"Okay...actually, I shouldn't have said you don't have any friends."

“At least for now, I’m your friend.” Herman extended a hand and looked at Newton.

“Yes, we are friends.” Newton smiled, extended his hand, and shook hands with him.

A torrent of memories from the monsters surged forth, burying them in an ocean of recollections.

The roars of the monster echoed through the air, and the two switched back and forth between the monster's perspective and their own, experiencing a severe overclocking of their brains.

"hold onto!"

"Hold on!"

Soon, from the monster's perspective, they saw a dark blue space, very similar to the crimson space that the pioneers had previously colonized, but this one was smaller.

There are several monster factories, but they don't produce monsters on a large scale.

The monster inside the factory was not a species they had seen before. It did not appear to be very strong in combat. It looked somewhat similar to the ridge-backed turtle, but was smaller in size, and its EMP organ on its back had been replaced by a small, spire-like swelling.

This monster must have a lot of mixed genes. Its active brain is faintly visible under its skin. It's hard to imagine how many secondary brains are packed inside this monster.

Are you sure this weapon will work?

Suddenly, they heard a language unique to the pioneers, which they could barely understand thanks to their current position inside the monster's mind.

He was a tall, slender pioneer with a large crown, who looked like an archbishop.

“It’s not particularly strong in combat and can’t handle that giant,” the archbishop asked another pioneer beside him.

These pioneers who evacuated early all knew about the devastation in the other space.

“In a contest of combat strength, we can never defeat that giant,” another pioneer replied.

Given the fighting power displayed by the giants, no amount of monsters could possibly defeat them.

Only special methods can be used.

"They humans developed something called drone mechs, which utilizes many technologies from us," the pioneer said calmly. "But they couldn't have imagined that we, who are skilled in biotechnology, could reactivate their brains."

Synesthesia is mutual; when Newton first connected with the monster, the information that the drone mech had already been developed was revealed to them.

For them, this was their last chance.

"And for all this, I must thank you," the pioneer suddenly said with a smile to the monster before him.

It was as if they weren't talking to the monster itself, but rather to the two doctors inside the monster's head.

"How did he find us?!" Newton and Herman were both startled at the same time and quickly exited their synesthetic state.

Before the synesthesia completely ended, they heard the final conversation.

“Then this is all in your hands. This will be our last chance, Quake,” the archbishop said.

If this plan fails again, their race, which relies on invasion to survive, will be completely wiped out by history.

"Living up to the name of pioneers," Quirk said with a slight smile and a bow of his head.

In their pioneers' territory, Ultraman doesn't need to consider anything outside of battle, but if the battlefield were set in a human city, he doesn't believe that Ultraman would dare to release beams at will.