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

He said that last sentence with absolute certainty.

Inside the meeting room, no one raised any further objections.

Let's vote.

Hands were slowly raised in the solemn atmosphere.

Passed unanimously.

"The unit's code name..."

The old man looked at his secretary.

The secretary immediately handed over a document.

The old man opened the folder, glanced at it, and then closed it.

“Let’s call it 'MAC' (Monster Attacking Crew).

The Space Monster Attack Team, MAC Team, uses the name of the defense team from Tsuburaya Productions' last tokusatsu series, Ultraman Leo.

On the surface, the MAC team's mission is to deal with the increasingly rampant monster threat and defend humanity's home with steel and fire.

However, beneath its seemingly glorious declaration of mission, the true core task is to secretly locate Zoffy's human form...

Those in power have created a double-edged sword, which is now in the hands of humanity itself.

The sharp tip of the sword points towards the monstrous threat whose appearance has suddenly changed.

Meanwhile, amidst deep anxiety and fear over the uncontrollable power, the sword's edge quietly pointed towards their savior...

Main text: Chapter Sixty-Four: Chinese language database loaded successfully; the little ghost girl recites poetry.

The night breeze in Chiba carried a faint chill as it swept through the quiet streets, gently caressing the tips of the roadside trees and rustling softly.

Achoo—!

A black-haired boy walking down the street suddenly sneezed loudly, startling an innocent kitten passing by.

Lost. Doctor Lin 2 Y is chess 罒武鹨.....Who's chirping me from behind?

After having a full meal at Kato's house, Li Qingyang went out for a stroll. He rubbed his itchy nose, grumbling to himself, and turned to walk into a brightly lit convenience store on the street corner.

Stepping through the automatic door, accompanied by a welcoming "ding-dong," the black-haired boy ignored the bland oolong tea and barley tea on the shelves and headed straight for the refrigerated display case. His eyes scanned the dazzling array of beverages, and after a moment, he finally spotted his target in a corner on the bottom shelf.

The familiar red packaging brought a surge of joy to Li Qingyang. He bent down, opened the cabinet door, and pulled out several bottles of long-lost iced tea from behind a pile of unfamiliar bottles and jars...

Thank you for your patronage~~~

The voices of the shop assistants bidding farewell echoed behind me.

Li Qingyang carried the rustling plastic bag in one hand and twisted open a bottle of iced tea with the other.

Head tilted back, drink heartily, gulp gulp!

The cool liquid, like a spring of sweet water, rushed down my throat with a long-lost sweetness, chilling my chest and instantly soothing the inexplicable anxiety in my heart.

A domineering yet endearing sweetness, mixed with the freshness of lemon, explodes on the taste buds layer by layer, finally turning into a perfectly balanced aftertaste.

"Phew..." Li Qingyang let out a satisfied sigh, his eyebrows and eyes relaxing.

His tired yet satisfied expression made him look like a corporate slave who had just finished a night shift and was slightly tipsy...

Cool.

Having arrived in this foreign land, one of his few sources of comfort was a sip of iced tea...

but......

This fleeting sense of satisfaction could not dispel the unfamiliarity of the surroundings.

The black-haired boy wandered aimlessly, carrying a bottle and a bag of iced tea. His eyes were drawn to unfamiliar Japanese signs and buildings, and he heard the passersby and the language he could barely understand.

A tide of loneliness silently rose from the depths of his heart, enveloping him completely and isolating him from the world.

He has been in this world for quite some time, yet he still feels like an outsider, an invisible barrier preventing him from truly integrating.

Shopping alone, doing nothing, is definitely too boring.

Let's go back.

Li Qingyang prepared to turn around and return to his apartment along the same route.

However, the moment he turned around, his steps suddenly faltered, and his eye twitched.

A striking splash of red, not belonging to this street, silently seeped into the edge of his vision.

Damn......

No way...

Li Qingyang slowly turned his head to the side.

The source of the red was a simple red sundress that he knew all too well, which made the girl's shoulders and arms look exceptionally fair, as if they were glowing.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair hung straight down, her delicately sculpted face was expressionless, and a pair of deep, inhuman eyes gazed silently at the face of the black-haired boy.

"No way..."

The sudden surge of loneliness was instantly swept away by a bittersweet sense of fate.

Looking at the little girl in the red dress floating beside him, Li Qingyang lowered his voice, a hint of helplessness in it, "We've only rested for an afternoon, and there are monsters again?"

The will of the Loli Planet simply watched him quietly, then shook its head very slightly, its smooth black hair swaying in the breeze.

No monsters?

What are you doing here if there's no monster? I thought you were here to shake him over and rescue someone...

Li Qingyang paused, stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly understood something and smiled helplessly.

I see...

That's why they say older people are more caring...

Billions of years old, that must be incredibly painful...

He handed over the bottle of iced tea he had just taken a sip from.

"Then...would you like a bite?"

"..."

The little girl in the red dress first looked at the bottle of iced tea, then looked up at him, tilting her head cutely, a hint of curiosity flashing in her dark eyes.

After a brief moment of thought, she actually brought her lips to the bottle and took a small sip.

Li Qingyang's smile froze instantly, and his expression became somewhat subtle.

"...You can really drink that much?"

Shouldn't this little female ghost be an intangible planetary will? How can she drink things?

That's weird...

The little girl in the red dress blinked her pure, otherworldly eyes at the black-haired boy, a tiny drop of water still clinging to her lips, her face utterly innocent.

Li Qingyang stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, realizing that the question was completely irrelevant.

I've become a plasma spark spirit myself; even when I'm sleeping at night, I dream of traveling to other dimensions to help other Ultramen fight monsters.

It's hardly a world-shaking event that an incarnation of a planet's will can share a bottle of iced tea with him.

This world can no longer be judged by common sense.

"Never mind, forget I asked."

Li Qingyang waved his hand, no longer dwelling on such trivial matters. He picked up the iced tea and took a sip himself. The cool liquid slid down his throat, refreshingly cool and sweet.

Comfortable.

The black-haired boy abandoned his plan to return to his apartment and instead continued walking along the unfamiliar street.

A small red figure floated quietly beside him.

Just past dinner time, as dusk began to fall, the streets of Chiba were bustling with traffic and pedestrians in twos and threes. The streetlights and shop signs along the street were already lit up, adorning the city with dazzling lights in the evening.

A gust of wind blew through the alleyway, sending a few fallen leaves swirling in its wake.

Li Qingyang walked aimlessly, without direction and without needing direction.

He simply didn't want to stay alone in that huge, empty house where you could hear the echoes. It was too quiet, too idle, and it was easy for his mind to generate all sorts of unnecessary distractions. It would be better to go out for a walk.

That sense of aimless loneliness dissipated without me even realizing it after the little ghost girl appeared.

Li Qingyang would occasionally glance at the little girl in the red dress floating beside him.

She didn't speak or show any expression; she just followed quietly, like a most loyal shadow.

Oh no, she has no shadow.

The light from the streetlamp pierced through her, leaving no trace on the ground beneath her.

It's a little ghost girl...

Li Qingyang took another sip of iced tea, then with a flick of his wrist, brought the cool bottle opening to the little girl in the red dress's lips.

The Loli Planet's will remained silent and expressionless, simply leaning forward slightly in submission, her cherry-like lips meeting his, and taking a small sip from his hand.

It feels like giving water to a docile kitten...

Li Qingyang chuckled and shook his head before removing the bottle.

Wandering around aimlessly.

A plasma spark spirit and a loli planetary will—this strange duo strolled through the streets of Chiba until late at night. When even the cars on the street were scarce, Li Qingyang reluctantly turned and headed back towards his apartment.

As he passed a bookstore that was still open, he paused, and an idea popped into his head without warning.

He turned his head to look at the little female ghost floating beside him, then at the lights in the bookstore, and walked straight in.

A few minutes later, he came out with a strange smile on his lips, carrying a shopping bag.

Back in his apartment, Li Qingyang casually opened the large, luxurious double-door refrigerator.

A few bottles of newly bought iced tea were stuffed inside, looking particularly lonely in the empty refrigerator.

He stared at it for two seconds, then couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, a slightly strained expression...

Such a large double door, and he just puts a few bottles of iced tea in it... um...

Next time I'll buy two boxes; that should fill most of the space.

He closed the refrigerator door, turned around, and dumped all the things he had bought from the bookstore onto the small low table in the living room with a "whoosh".

Several brand-new Chinese textbooks and a pile of children's flashcards...

"Come here."

Li Qingyang waved to the little girl in the red dress who was floating in mid-air.

"Since we're just killing time anyway, I'll teach you Chinese."

The little girl in the red dress obediently floated over and sat down at the low table, her posture docile, her dark eyes quietly looking at the books on the table.

Li Qingyang cleared his throat, adopted a teacher's demeanor, and picked up a textbook on Chinese Pinyin.

"Come on, repeat after me, a, o, e..."

He taught with utmost seriousness, attempting to draw upon all his learning experience from the past thirty years of his life.

Although this little ghost girl is the will of a planet, she acts like a ten-year-old child. Learning a language has to be done step by step, right?

This could potentially become a long-term project to pass the time, comparable to farming on a rooftop.

While he was still planning his lessons, the little girl in the red dress opposite him simply watched him quietly, her pure eyes reflecting his enthusiastic face.

After reciting the initials and finals once, Li Qingyang picked up a pen and prepared to write down a few simple characters on a piece of paper to teach her to recognize them.

He had just written the character "I" when he heard a voice from the other side.

The voice was soft and gentle, with an ethereal quality, yet incredibly clear.

"Qingyang".

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