When Ultraman appears in reality, however:

The mixture of so many emotions has formed the current Yue Ji.

The dawn before the night...seems to never come.

“Hahahaha…”

A bitter smile, a gasp... Yue Ji still couldn't understand it all. If he was really the protagonist, the human form of Ultraman in a certain TV series, why wasn't everything over yet?

Why the enemy in the night still exists.

If we don't count the fabricated story, Dark Lucifer is the pinnacle enemy in the Ultraman series. He desperately tried to become Noah and find the truth, but the ending remained the same.

“Mad… Mad… Nothing has changed. Nothing has changed! There are so many lives, how can I possibly save them all! Mad! Mad!!!”

Yue Ji hugged his head and screamed desperately. For some reason, the grass in front of him was just gray. When blood dripped onto the ground, Yue Ji couldn't even tell its color.

Confused…no.

It all just makes no sense.

Yue Ji gritted his teeth and tried his best to get up from the ground.

Just when he managed to stand firm, an unbearable pain suddenly struck him, as if it was going to tear his body apart. Yue Ji screamed, unable to hold on any longer, and fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

The energy is exhausted.

He lay on the cold ground for a long time before he slowly turned over and lay on his back. At this moment, a slight conversation came into his ears.

Yue Ji looked in the direction of the sound and saw several free people walking slowly away from the street. They walked to some boulders, stopped and sat down to rest.

One of them sighed, "Oh... I hope my house is still there. I just paid the rent recently, I can't let it be destroyed like this..."

Another person heard this and responded somewhat sadly: "With the scale just now, do you think this city can still be lived in? I heard from the top management that any place where Ultraman has fought will be blocked for a long time."

"why?"

“The United Government needs to sort out the materials and remains. It will definitely come to an end after the high-energy battle. Otherwise, where do you think all these new weapons will come from? Now that these monsters and Ultraman have appeared, you can forget about having a good life.

It would be better to learn from those who have made money from national disasters and build underground shelters earlier, so that the price of canned food and the like would have gone up earlier."

Before he could finish, the third person quickly interrupted, "The price was lowered a while ago! Ultraman has been gone for several months, and no monsters have appeared. Now, the price will be raised again if we go there tonight."

“You didn’t get any stock?”

"Who would have thought that Ultraman is just like an immortal cockroach? I am so f*cking convinced. He is so worrying. The search for Ultraman's human body has not yielded any results yet. I think it is damn wrong. Shouldn't he clarify his identity earlier?

Damn it, it's only going to get worse now."

"Why blame Ultraman?" The first person had a question, but as soon as he said this, the other two laughed out loud.

"I'm asking you whether monsters or Ultraman are causing more damage now, huh? Don't worry about what kind of alien beast it is, how many times has it been a monster destroying a city and killing people before Ultraman appeared?

How many times have humans been helpless before Ultraman came to the rescue? He blew up Chicago, destroyed so many cities and caused so much impact, but in the end, what happened? Escape! Just two words, escape!

Ah, then people will say that he has his own pains, but what about us grassroots people? Damn it, forget it, people are like this, if you want to be on the side of justice, at least you have to respond to humans and be brave enough to take responsibility.

Monsters are natural disasters. Without the appearance of Ultraman, even if humans perished, most people would think, oh, it doesn't matter. Humans should have died long ago, just like a meteorite. Now an Ultraman appears, stuck in the middle, making humans feel extremely uncomfortable.

Why don't people blame Ultraman? Ah? Who worships him? Only those ignorant little kids and people who watched Ultraman before, and those who made money from the country's misfortune. Calculate it yourself, how many people did he kill? Do you feel a little guilty?

A hero must be brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. Look at the city, the search and rescue teams are the real heroes. No one will praise a hero who causes a disaster, not to mention that it is not clear whether he is a friend or an enemy. "

"You can't say that. The coalition government is arresting people like you."

"Oh, don't say that. If the coalition government really forces everyone to stand united against foreign aggression, there might be more people supporting Ultraman. That's just human nature."

"Well... let's talk about this next time we drink. Why don't we see what the government has arranged and go take refuge."

"That's fine, but I'm still speechless. Is the Ultraman's transformer really saving people? Doesn't he feel guilty about the people who died because of him?

Really, the world is so cruel... no matter who it is."

The wind in the early morning was a little cold, Yue Ji thought it was because he had lost too much blood... He just covered his face with his hands...

With trembling lips, he uttered those words.

"I don't want to do this either..."

Sad? Pain? In the end, it just turned into Yue Ji's silent roar.

……

2025 4 Month 23 Day.

Five days had passed since Yue Ji's battle. When Yue Ji woke up from the Stone Wings, his injuries had mostly recovered.

After injecting the Night Raid Team's previous potion again, Yue Ji discovered some problems.

I don’t know if it’s due to drug resistance or poor physical condition, but the effect of the Night Raid Team’s potion has become much weaker than before. Yue Ji even took ten shots at a time, and at the same time used energy to strengthen his body to prevent sudden cardiac death.

However, the effect was still minimal, and the needle holes all over his arms made him fall into silence.

When I raised the phone with my weak hands, a call came in.

"Hello? Where are you?"

Yue Sihong's voice came from the other end of the phone. Yue Ji was silent for a long time, and finally responded: "I was busy working outside and fell asleep. What happened?"

"Did you just get up?"

"Ah, you just woke up..."

As Yue Ji spoke, he looked into the distance. It was a sunny afternoon outside, or it was approaching dusk. Directly below him was a familiar alley, indicating that Shi Zhiyi had sent him back to China and to the familiar city of Sujing.

"Would you like to come to grandma's house for dinner tonight? I haven't been there for a long time."

"Okay... I'll clean it up first."

Yue Ji himself didn’t know why he agreed, but he had no choice but to make preparations.

Go back...at least life goes on.

When Yue Ji left Stone Wing, he also found the pistol hidden in his pocket.

The heavy weight made Yue Ji fall into deep thought, and after thinking, he still returned home.