Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

That beautiful, verdant, ancient star, free from natural disasters and only blessed with gifts, and nurtured and cared for by the tiny, elfin creatures born upon it, stood before all the pure beings of the new generation.

Just like that, easily and effortlessly, it appeared before each Fuchu in the form it had before being ravaged by monsters and destroyed by stars.

Without the rigidity and alienation of mechanical manufacturing, pure creatures only need one glance to understand that it is the original place that haunts their dreams, the best homeland!

Tears of happiness flowed slowly.

Under the sunlight, every pure creature gazed longingly at that radiant figure, surpassing even the gods, that giant of light who never abandoned anyone who continued to advance. Qi Sheng

That Ultraman Kasa, whose moral character is so high that it defies description, transcending all things!

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"Ah, I've been free lately, but I haven't seen the instructor. Where is he? I was thinking of showing him how much I've improved after learning a few tricks from guys like Iida and Iryu!"

It's Zero!

"Come to think of it, it's true. After returning from the Reibloodian universe, the instructor has been missing ever since. He's been on the go non-stop, and we don't know where he's been or what he's been doing."

It's Nais and Zaisda!

"Actually, it didn't just start from that time, did it? It happened before. Ever since the instructors became as powerful as the captain and entered the power level of the Alien Empera, it started happening. It's just that at that time, it seemed like they would only go out occasionally and come back quickly, since they still had to be busy here."

Regulus, Astra, and Mebius are three simple-minded people.

"Hey, didn't you guys know?"

Taro was surprised.

Leo and the others looked at Taro, puzzled: "What do you know?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, none of you have graduated yet, so you haven't actually made any appearances in this universe." Little Sun Taro suddenly remembered.

Of the group of people here, he was the only one who had already been on duty with the instructors before. Although he hadn't fully graduated yet, he had already been on duty quite a few times. The others had only been on duty once before the Rescue 77 operation.

In particular, Zero, Regulus, Leo, and Astra, although they all traveled through the time tunnel to carry out rescues after it appeared, those were just about fighting and didn't require any cleanup. The time was also very short, and they didn't build any deep bonds with the natives.

Zero's face fell: "Show off?"

“No,” Taro quickly clarified, “It’s just that if you haven’t had this experience, you might not be able to understand how important what the instructor is doing right now is.”

"Simply put, the instructors have been cleaning up the mess lately."

"Clean up the mess?"

After hearing Taro's words, the group looked at each other in bewilderment. They could understand the need to clean up the mess, but given what had happened recently, why did the instructor need to spend so much time cleaning up the mess?

“None of them are recent,” Taro explained in detail. “Over the past ten thousand years, Instructor Kasa has carried out countless missions, including encountering all sorts of people and situations when he wasn’t on a mission.”

"In those situations, the instructors couldn't always handle things perfectly, ensuring that no one got hurt. After all, we Ultraman aren't gods. Even if we can avoid the biggest tragedy, sometimes imperfections are inevitable."

"During those ten thousand years of events, due to the tense situation in the universe, the lack of time, and the lack of power, the instructors were occasionally forced to make decisions that they themselves were dissatisfied with or not satisfied with..."

Zero and Mebius understood.

Now, on the one hand, due to various criminal gangs

The chaotic forces have either been eliminated or reformed, and even the greatest adversary, the Emperor's Empire, has ceased its disruptive activities. In other words, time has come. (White Horse)

On the other hand, now that Instructor Kasa is at the pinnacle of power, he can do many things that he couldn't do back then. Although some regrets cannot be perfectly made up for afterward, there are still some regrets that can be reconstructed.

Taro then bluntly added, "And have you noticed that recently, a large number of the Space Patrol members you've been seeing, including Zoffy and Ace, have all disappeared?"

"Ah, now that you mention it, that's right!" Mebius suddenly realized. Indeed, many of the guards hadn't been seen lately.

However, these inexperienced youngsters, who had not yet completed their training, mainly focused their energy on training and learning so that they could be put to use as soon as possible, so they hadn't really thought about these things in detail.

It wasn't until Taro said it that the others realized what was happening.

Leo understood: "Could it be that Seven and the other seniors, like Instructor Kasa, went to clean up the mess?"

"correct."

Taro himself is still young. Although he has been on duty a few times, there have been no problems, so he doesn't need to do anything to clean up the mess.

The fact that Ultra Warriors might not handle things perfectly is an isolated case; in most cases, they handle things perfectly.

However, the veteran space guards have been on duty far too many times and have been defending cosmic peace and justice for a long time, each of them around ten thousand years ago. With such a large number of missions and such a long period of time, various factors inevitably lead to various individual cases.

“Right now, Instructor Kasa, Senior Belial, and the Battalion Commander are the busiest people.”

Taro then explained in more detail, making it clearer for Mebius and the others: "Now, the senior members of various security forces are mostly handling the aftermath by going to the location themselves first, and then taking care of what they can handle themselves. If it's something that they can't handle at their level, then they naturally need Instructor Kasa, Senior Belial, and the Captain to come and help."

"In other words, Instructor Kasa, Senior Belial, and the Captain are not only dealing with the areas they feel they haven't done well enough, but also helping the other guards."

Even if each of the million space guards only needs help with one thing, that's still a million cases.

Assuming that Instructor Kasa, Senior Belial, and the Captain divide these tasks equally, each person would be responsible for 333,333 tasks, which would indeed be exhausting.

Fortunately, the current Emperor Alien and Tartarus are very reliable, so Father of Ultra, who has been staying in the Land of Light for many years, can go out without worrying about the Land of Light being attacked or invaded when it is empty, without the presence of an ultimate Ultraman, and also when it is in dire need of space guards.

As Mebius listened to Taro's account, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing and was deeply moved: "However, I'm sure the instructors are enjoying themselves right now and don't find it hard at all."

Upon hearing this, Zais, Nais, Leo, Astra, Regulus, Taro, and even Zero all exchanged knowing smiles and unanimously agreed.

Zero put his hands on his hips and said, "Hmph, you underestimate us too much. Even I know that this kind of thing is very important. Being an excellent Ultra Warrior isn't just about fighting and killing. I know that!"

"Wow, Zero, that's amazing!" Little Sun Taro clapped his hands vigorously, giving Zero a genuine thumbs up.

Then, as if remembering something, Taro tilted his head and said, "Speaking of which, by the time all this cleanup is done, I feel that it might be close to the next security guard exam."

Upon hearing this, almost instantly, a raging fire ignited in the eyes of everyone present.

Everyone stand up!

The next test for the Space Garrison?

Doesn't that mean that the time has finally come for them, as the instructors' prized students, to graduate and transform from sheltered fledglings into towering trees that protect others?

Chapter 41 Warhammer Changes, Zero vs. Luo Jia

My name is Cyril, a commoner born in Middle Nest.

Of course, that was when I was born. I was still a minor when my parents died, and I was quite naive and stupid. I couldn't even protect the inheritance my parents left behind. I was easily kicked out of the place I used to live in, and I didn't have a single penny to take with me.

Not only were the savings in the house taken, but even the little money I happened to have hidden on my person was confiscated and stolen. Even my identification was destroyed later by some insurgents who caused trouble.

As a result, I was so unlucky that I naturally ended up in the most dreaded place, the bottom of the den.

Zhongchao is the area where ordinary people live and work, while Xiachao is a gathering place for scum, gangsters, criminals, and so on.

While the bottom hive also has gangs and criminals, it is more of a place where the weakest of the weak, who are not even capable of becoming gangsters or criminals, eke out a living. It contains various anthropomorphic animals and monster lairs, and may also be the downstream of the Tyranids.

Of course, at that time I didn't know anything about the Tyranids or anything like that.

I'm just trying to survive.

I didn't want to die no matter what, so I wandered the bottom of the nest, eating feces and using chemical fuels. My body became polluted, and a skin disease caused me so much pain that I fainted at one point, but I still wanted to live.

Everyone says that humans are the emperor's currency, while a lowly commoner like me is worthless. From the moment I was born, I already owed the emperor countless debts, which I could not repay even if I served the emperor faithfully for a lifetime without compensation.

I scoffed at this, but I dared not show it, otherwise I would be killed immediately.

I had no vision for my future, and I didn't even know the word "vision" back then. I was just barely surviving, instinctively not wanting to die. After contracting a skin disease, I seemed to awaken some faint power, and I would dream every time I slept.

In my dreams, I get very scared because sometimes I feel like I'm getting close to something. Although I never actually get close, it's enough to suffocate me. There are many things that reside in my soul, no, in the souls of all humans. One after another, countless, as heavy as the sky, impossible to shake off.

If we die, those things that entangled us in life will surely feast on our souls even more after death.

I was already afraid of death, and after that, I became even more afraid to die. I would do anything to stay alive.

When I was ten years old, a massive uprising broke out on this planet, but it was predictably suppressed by the governor.

Then, when I was twelve, a group of green orcs invaded this place. I recognized them because I had learned a lot of knowledge in my dreams that did not belong to me. Fortunately, the orcs were small and were quickly defeated by an Astartes chapter nearby.

But after the Astartes Chapter left, new orcs were born on this planet.

When I was thirteen, a small, scattered Tyranid swarm wandered here. The governor chose to flee, and I left the bottom hive, using the knowledge I had learned in my dreams to hide in his warship, evading everyone's notice.

As I gazed from my warship, already in space and about to embark on a warp voyage, towards the place that had nurtured me for fifteen years, I saw an endless, densely packed Tyranid swarm that had completely surrounded and devoured the planet. Kaka

I still have no combat ability. The best I can do to avoid people is to avoid foolish planetary governors. If any governor is even slightly shrewd, I will have nowhere to hide. Not to mention compared to Astartes, even an ordinary Star Guardian could easily kill me.

The governor's warship did not arrive at a peaceful world as expected. After navigating out of the warp, it crashed into a world that was also in the midst of war.

Unlike the green-skinned orcs and the Tyranids, the aliens in this world are not major enemies of humanity. They are small aliens that occupy only a small area. However, when facing humans below Astartes, those aliens are just as terrifying as humans and can make people scream.

I've always been like this, relying on a bit of luck and a bit of knowledge, wandering from one world to another, from one planet to another. I even went to a garden world, but that world had already been incubated by the Chaos God. If I hadn't escaped fast enough, I might have been sacrificed long ago.

From the age of thirteen to thirty, for nearly twenty years, I was always moving from one war-torn region to another.

I have finally seen through the truth of this universe—the empire is nothing but a decaying corpse. Whether in the past, present, or future, humanity faces only endless darkness and despair, nothing but war.

Any battle, regardless of its scale, is meaningless unless Terra falls.

Whether the human empire wins or loses, it will only come at the same heavy price. Defeat simply means more people will die, but victory will also result in more deaths.

If they fail, the territory will be reclaimed by the human empire; if they win, the territory will be taken away by some other enemy.

In this endless cycle, the human empire has maintained nothing more than this meaningless copy-and-paste approach for the past ten thousand years. No matter what humanity does, it is simply repeating the same mistakes each time.

The claim that the Emperor protects humanity is also a lie. While it is possible that the Emperor might take the Golden Throne for a very small number of useful individuals, could that percentage be even one trillionth of the total human population in the Empire?

Aside from that one in a trillion, the rest of humanity who die are simply thrown into the subspace and tormented by demons after death.

Without an emperor, humanity would have been virtually extinct like the Eldar long ago, with no new population being born. In other words, the countless humans who were born during those ten thousand years would not have been born and would not have had to endure the suffering before and after death.

The emperor was indeed full of love for humanity, but he was incapable of bearing that love. His self-righteous love resulted in more people being born to suffer, and then being taught that their life and suffering after death were both a blessing from the emperor.

However, if people knew they would be born into this kind of life, few would have wanted to be born before being brainwashed by the state religion.

For an individual, it would be better if the human race had long since become extinct, but now, due to the forced love of an emperor, they are forced to suffer.

I'm in despair. This world...

It's better to destroy it sooner rather than later.

Although I've heard that a new Primarch has appeared, and that the Emperor has awakened, so what? The Primarch can't save humanity, and neither can the Emperor.

I'm still terrified, but I'm fed up with living in this world, with this kind of life. I'd rather die sooner, be tortured by demons until my soul is completely annihilated. I never want to see this world again.

At the age of thirty, I sent myself to the guillotine, surrendering myself as a mutant. Although I am not a mutant, with that skin condition, no one would object if I said I was a mutant.