I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

A dazzling halo erupted from his chest, instantly transforming the pale pink, ambiguous world into a sacred, pure white.

Wherever the light touched, everything became pure and dazzling. The black-haired boy was completely enveloped in this light, his figure growing taller and changing within it, eventually transforming into a towering giant of light.

"Zoffy...?"

The bob-haired girl, clutching a Zoffy doll, stared blankly upwards.

The giant of light simply looked down at her quietly, his expression unreadable.

Then, He resolutely raised His arms, soared into the sky, and flew without hesitation into the depths of the endless sea of ​​stars.

She instinctively reached out, but couldn't grasp anything, and could only watch helplessly as the light disappeared into the distance.

Li Jun doesn't want it—

pat.

Consciousness falls from the dream, and the senses return in an instant.

Kato Megumi suddenly opened her eyes.

"Beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep beep~"

The alarm clock's monotonous electronic tone rang tirelessly.

The familiar ceiling pattern of my own bedroom came into view.

There was no sweet fragrance in the air, only the cool tranquility of the early morning.

There was no tactile sensation of the doll in my palm, only emptiness.

My cheeks were pressed against the cool, soft pillow, and I was covered with a familiar quilt.

The faint morning light pierced through the gaps in the curtains, casting blurry bright spots on my eyelids.

"...It was just a dream."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, whether with regret or relief, reached out and turned off the alarm clock on the bedside table, bringing peace back to the room.

She gently twisted her slender waist, lying on her side, quietly gazing at the curtains outlined by the morning light, feeling as if a piece of her heart was empty.

The overflowing tenderness in her dream and the final resolute departure still lingered clearly in her mind, leaving her with a strange sense of melancholy.

My mood was like the empty night sky after a grand fireworks display; the dazzling illusions had long since vanished, leaving only burning afterimages deep in my retina, proving that the momentary excitement was not an illusion.

"To leave...?"

That sacred light was both distant and seemingly within reach, like the moon hanging in the sky, whose every detail could be clearly seen, yet could never be truly embraced.

Thinking about the ending in all Ultraman tokusatsu series where Ultraman eventually leaves, it's a reminder of the inevitable fate of Ultraman.

The girl reluctantly pulled up the blanket, covered her head, and curled up inside.

"..."

A few minutes later, the girl silently threw off the covers and got out of bed. Staring at her schoolbag, she made a decision on a whim.

"I don't think I understood yesterday's question. Maybe I should ask Mr. Li for help..."

............

"Ah!"

Li Qingyang, who was frantically typing on his laptop, suddenly sneezed loudly. The loud sound startled his little yellow dog, Gaddy, who was dozing on the carpet at his feet, and he jerked his head up.

"Wang?"

On the laptop screen, countless lines of rapidly scrolling code suddenly stopped, and a chibi-style three-headed girl with bright green twin tails popped up and bowed to him with concern.

Master, do you have a cold?

An exceptionally crisp and pleasant electronic synthesized voice emanated from the speaker. The virtual girl blinked her large, watery eyes, her cute face full of worry, and a constantly rotating red cross icon even appeared above her head.

Li Qingyang rubbed his nose, feeling that the shock from the previous impact had left his head buzzing.

His fingers landed on the keyboard again, and the clattering sound resumed.

"A cold?" he retorted without looking up. "With my physique, I could soak in the Ganges for three days and three nights and be perfectly fine. How could I possibly catch a cold?"

Wow! That's amazing!

The chibi-style girl's eyes instantly turned into starry eyes, and she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, making a gesture of worship.

It was as if what Li Qingyang had just described was not some self-destructive act, but some kind of miracle.

According to Miku's database, samples from the Ganges River contained various superbugs, industrial wastewater, untreated excrement, and more...

As the little figure on the screen spoke, it brought up several pixelated images and even used exaggerated gestures to illustrate the shapes of bacteria and the floating postures of corpses, vividly explaining how terrifying that place was.

Looking at the Q-version scallion character on the screen, who had the appearance of a classic virtual idol and was vividly describing just how dirty the Ganges River was, even citing journal articles, Li Qingyang's lips twitched.

This is the core artificial intelligence he created for himself using the advanced technology of the Ultraman universe and the resources of this world. The virtual image is a tribute to a certain world's number one princess, codenamed "Miku".

Yeah, I know what you guys are going to say, anyway, paying copyright fees is impossible, absolutely impossible in this lifetime.

As Li Qingyang listened to Miku's chattering voice while typing various physics and quantum mechanics formulas into the computer—formulas that would make any normal person dizzy and overwhelmed—he couldn't help but sigh.

Come to think of it, the world hasn't been this quiet in a long time.

It has been quite some time since the last time a little ghost girl leaked energy and accidentally blew up an Ultraman furnace, causing widespread gravity anomalies, rampant morning glories, and subsequent electromagnetic pulses that devastated Japan.

After that, his timer regenerated the flashes and brought paralyzed Japan back to normal, and the rampant morning glory vines that had covered large areas of the city were also largely cleared away.

No more monsters fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and the little ghost girl didn't make any more earth-shattering noises. The whole world seemed to have entered a rare period of hibernation.

It was peaceful and quiet, almost unsettling.

This made his life more regular and healthy than ever before.

I get up in the morning to code, and wait for Kato Megumi to call me. I gently call him downstairs for breakfast.

After finishing his meal, he would drop the girl off at school on the way, then turn around and use the light of Uranus to fly to the basement of the Shinomiya Villa. There, he would use a ton-sized barbell for his daily workout, enjoying the evolutionary pleasure of having his muscle fibers torn apart inch by inch and then repaired and reassembled by the light.

Afterwards, I took a shower under the attentive service of a perfect maid, politely enjoyed an extravagantly lavish meal, then played with my cat daughter, played with my dog ​​son, and then stroked Kaguya Shinomiya's fur... ah no, I mean, I gave her some academic guidance.

Ever since she happened to see him easily help Hayasaka Ai with her schoolwork, that young lady also deliberately found a few extremely difficult questions to ask him.

The result is self-evident.

After witnessing just how outrageous Li Qingyang's mathematical and scientific knowledge was, Shinomiya Kaguya would occasionally bring him some complex problems and come over to ask him for help while he was playing with his cats and dogs.

Whenever she came up with a better solution, she would genuinely show admiration, and then she would shyly express that she wanted to see her mother.

The mother-obsessed daughter's wish to see her little Earth mother was naturally not refused by someone, so he activated the tri-colored Earth Light, taking her consciousness to 'see' the little ghost girl who was still in seclusion, fulfilling her wish to be patted on the head by the little ghost girl...

After finishing his business, he would return to Chiba to continue his grand plan for scientific development. This cycle repeated itself, and not only did monsters disappear, but even the usual chaotic battles never occurred again.

Well, Kaguya Shinomiya's behavior towards Hayasaka Ai was so overly attentive and considerate towards her that it made him seem like the master of the Shinomiya family, which was considered an act of rebellion. As a result, she gave Hayasaka Ai a death stare and started to make things difficult for her in various trivial matters... I don't think that counts as a love triangle.

Hayasaka Ai's feelings for him were a mixture of a fluid, red-hot loyalty and a strong longing for redemption.

Kaguya Shinomiya's feelings for him were a reserved, princess-like respect tinged with a subtle, almost imperceptible arrogance...

Hmm... I hope one day she won't suddenly call him "Dad"... that would be hilarious.

Ding-dong-

The crisp sound of the doorbell broke the silence in the room, which had been filled only with the sound of keyboard typing.

"Gadi, go open the door."

Li Qingyang didn't even look up; his fingers continued to fly across the keyboard, leaving behind a series of dazzling afterimages.

"Wang!"

The little yellow dog, who had been dozing on the carpet at his feet, immediately sprang up, responded energetically, and dashed towards the entrance on its four short legs.

With a light leap, it skillfully gripped the doorknob with its front paws, and pressed down with its body weight, opening the door with a click.

Good morning, Gedi. It's you again, thank you!

A gentle and familiar female voice came through, carrying a unique softness.

The sound of light footsteps approached from afar, and Li Qingyang stopped what he was doing and turned around.

A bob-haired girl wearing the uniform of Soubu High School walked in carrying her schoolbag, with a little yellow dog wagging its tail and looking very happy at her feet.

"You're up early today, Kato."

Li Qingyang smiled and glanced at the bob-haired girl.

The dark blue Western-style school uniform jacket was well-tailored and hugged the girl's slender waist.

Her plaid skirt swayed slightly with her light steps, and beneath the hem, black stockings perfectly hugged her shapely calves, making her fair, smooth thighs above the knees, which seemed to shimmer in the morning light, even more dazzling...

"Um... because yesterday's math homework was really too difficult. There were several problems I just couldn't figure out, and I got stuck." Kato Megumi put her schoolbag down on the low table, looked up, and had a slightly embarrassed smile on her face. "So I got up early to ask you, Li-kun... was I bothering you?"

“Not at all, I’m done here too.” Li Qingyang waved his hand, picked up the laptop from the low table in front of him with one hand, and casually placed it on the floor beside him. Then he instructed the computer screen, “Miku, summarize and integrate what I just entered, and then start the simulation verification. I’ll check the results later.”

[Yes, Master! Miku guarantees to complete the mission!]

The chibi-style figure with twin ponytails in bright green on the screen immediately stood at attention and saluted, and then the entire screen was filled with a waterfall of data.

Kato Megumi curiously leaned closer, looking at the rapidly scrolling code on the screen, then at the cute cartoon character that flashed by, and blinked: "Li-kun, what is this...?"

“Oh, her name is Miku.” Li Qingyang pointed to the screen and casually introduced, “She’s an AI I created for myself. You can think of her as… well, a super smart Siri.”

"A super smart Siri?" Kato Megumi tilted her head and repeated it softly, thinking the metaphor was very apt, yet also feeling that it was far more than that.

The data stream on the screen was as deep as a starry sea, filled with an order and logical beauty that mortals could not comprehend.

"Okay, just think of it that way." Li Qingyang smiled and patted the empty seat next to him. "Come on, sit here and take out your homework so I can take a look."

"Ok."

Kato Megumi obediently sat down next to him, took out her math textbook and workbook from her schoolbag, and spread them out on the low table.

A pleasant scent, a mixture of shampoo and a young girl's natural fragrance, drifted into Li Qingyang's nostrils with her gentle movements.

Yes, you should sit here, but young lady, aren't you sitting a little too close?

Their shoulders were almost touching; he could even feel the girl's warm body temperature and the fleeting, slight tickle as her hair brushed against his arm.

Feeling the girl's close, fragrant softness, he subtly focused his attention on the functions and geometric figures.

"Is this the question?" He pointed to a complex function analysis problem.

“Hmm,” Kato Megumi’s voice was soft. She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to a certain step in the problem. “I’m stuck here. I feel like my approach is wrong.”

Her fingertips were fair and delicate, her nails were neatly trimmed, and had a healthy pale pink hue.

Li Qingyang's gaze followed her finger, and his brain instantly analyzed the problem, performed calculations, and listed more than three solutions.

"Your general approach is correct, but you used the wrong formula in the differentiation step." He picked up a pen and quickly wrote on the draft paper, his voice steady and clear. "Look, here we should use the chain rule, breaking it down into two basic functions... Yes, like this, and then substitute them in..."

His explanation was simple and easy to understand, and his logic was frighteningly clear, as if the problem that had troubled her all night was as simple as 1+1=2 in his eyes.

Kato Megumi listened attentively, but her gaze involuntarily drifted from the draft paper upwards, landing on his focused profile.

The morning light streamed through the window, outlining a soft silhouette around him, while his long, thick eyelashes cast faint shadows beneath his eyelids.

As he spoke, his warm breath would occasionally brush against her cheek, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

So close...

The thought popped into my head uncontrollably.

The unsettling sense of distance I felt in my dream has now been recreated in reality.

But they are completely different.

In my dream, there was an ambiguous light peach color, the imminent closeness of being about to touch, the air thick as honey, and an expectation that was about to burst forth.

And now, there is the morning sunlight, a clear problem-solving approach, and the clean and refreshing aura emanating from the young man.

One is a beautiful illusion, the other is a reality within reach.

But... which one is the real him?

Or rather, which one is closer to her?