When Ultraman appears in reality, however:

Twenty minutes ago…

Zhu Linyi looked at the books in front of him, and the grief and anger in his heart could not be forgotten for a long time.

My hair is standing on end with anger, I lean on the railing, the rain has stopped. I look up, howl at the sky, my heart is full of passion. Thirty years of fame and success are now dust, eight thousand miles of journey are now clouds and moon. Don't wait, your hair is white, and you are filled with regret.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged; when will the hatred of the ministers be eliminated? Drive the long chariot and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. Let's start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Zhu Linyi knew very well that this was a Song Dynasty poem written by Yue Fei when he was 30 years old, and he passed away nine years later.

Tragic death...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but write a poem.

It was her speculation and also a guess.

Red flames burned the sky, and the ruins looked like blood in the smoke and dust.

Looking up, Luo City is a scorched earth and alien creatures are rampant.

Wearing armor and marching for twenty years, loyal bones are buried in three thousand realms.

Until now, I am alone trapped in a cage, and my ambitions are extinguished.

The blade of light has not yet been broken.

The fit ones have an inexhaustible soul.

Throw yourself into the flames, this determination is hard to take away.

I wish to turn into starlight to light up the eternal night, and sacrifice my remaining body to the bright moon.

Waiting for rebirth, the dawn will penetrate the long rainbow and clear the world.

After writing it down, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window.

For some reason, the flames spread throughout the entire city.

what's the situation? ? ?

……

China, April 2025, 5.

When Yishilin pushed open the frosted glass door of the counselor's office, the sycamore trees outside the window were emitting annoying fluff.

She pressed the withdrawal application form on the desk very gently, but it startled the counselor's thermos cup in his hand and caused it to tremble violently. The wolfberry tea spilled on the list of outstanding students of the class of 2024, staining the three words "Yishilin" blood red.

That was quite a shock.

This would definitely not be passed, so the news also reached Ishilin's parents, who quickly criticized her, but unlike before, this time Ishilin only said a few very brief words.

If this continues, it will be too late.

As she left the counselor's office, she also saw Pantene.

This dead silent school had already suffered massive damage, and all it needed was for the student union and others to come and report, but Yishilin couldn't imagine why Pantene would come.

Looking at the other person's haggard expression, Yishilin felt a little bit sorry for him.

Pantene came here to drop out of school, and there was an indescribable smell of blood on her body.

Yishilin soon noticed this and she grabbed Pantene.

"What's going on? What happened?!"

Pan Ting did not reply, but said silently: "Yue Ji doesn't want you to know that he is protecting you, do you know?"

“I know, but you also took care of me back then, like a sister to me. Ever since my memories came back, I have never thanked you…that’s why I said that.

These are things we can shoulder together, aren’t they?”

Yishilin pouted, then hugged Pantene and pulled her away.

Pantene was no match for Ishilin in terms of strength, so she could only let Ishilin control her.

After arriving at Starbucks, Pantene lost all her strength and means, and fell directly into Ishilin's "huge" arms.

Then, she slowly spoke: "Yue Ji's father died, and died tragically..."

After hearing this, Yi Xilin pursed her lips and then sighed.

"Now, we are the only ones he has left. Where is Wang Ye?"

"I didn't want anything to happen to him, so I didn't say anything."

"Well, I have a lot of missing memories. Tell me about them."

At Ishilin's request, Pantene told her the whole story. Maybe because she was numb, Ishilin didn't shed any tears. She just leaned on the sofa like a deflated balloon.

After the brief chat, Pantene also flipped back to a previous novel.

"Huh? The romance novel I was reading earlier has been updated to chapter 666, and some sentimental clips have been added."

I'm tired of talking to Pantene, so I want to talk about something light-hearted.

She read it out slowly.

"After the rain, the peach blossoms are still red, and the new willows are still green in the smoke. I remember the pavilion by the water deep under the painted bridge, where we once made a secret appointment. How much hatred there is, it is still the same as yesterday; all the sorrow and depression are forgotten.

Alas? The translation seems to have it too, that was where I used to date her, but... How much hatred, today is still the same as yesterday; all the sorrow and depression are forgotten. Wow, this describes the pain of a broken heart very vividly. "

Yishilin didn't say anything when she heard that, but just made the number six with her hand.

"I haven't discussed it in detail. You should know more than me."

"Ah, but I think you'll feel a lot worse than I will."

Pantene's words puzzled Yishilin for a moment, then she picked up the coffee and took a sip, and the former sighed at this time.

"After all, you can't be with Yue Ji, right?"

"puff!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yishilin sprayed the coffee on Pantene's face. While the latter was confused, the former also started coughing violently.

“Cough cough cough!!! Cough cough cough!!! You…what are you talking about!!”

Although she was drinking iced coffee, Ishilin's face turned visibly red.

Pantene wiped her face, then patted Ishilin on the back. The motherly care she gave her made Ishilin feel a little ashamed.

"To be honest, Yue Ji told me that theory. He said that your feelings were forced by the circumstances of the script. In the real world, he has never been loved or accepted by anyone.

So he hopes that you can accept the real world after his death, abandon the identity of Faust, and find your own life. "

"Huh? It's not his turn to lecture us. We just care about him. Why does he have to think so much? Really."

"Is that concern? I'm embarrassed to point it out to you."

Pan Ting tapped Yi Xilin's face again, and then added: "I think there is a way to let Yue Ji survive. Do you want to hear it?"

"you say?"

"How about forcing yourself on me?" The devilish suggestion froze the air. Ishilin froze like a Renaissance plaster statue, with even her hair still at a 45-degree angle.

"...?"

Yishilin's brain froze on the spot, and she was immediately unable to respond. She mechanically turned her head to look out the window, and the sunlight reflected in her out-of-focus pupils shattered into spots of light.

Her eyes were beautiful, but at this moment her pupils began to tremble.

The sudden vibration of her phone saved her. When the news window of "Monsters Appear in Los Angeles" lit up, the girl almost threw herself at the electronic screen, her hair falling down to cover half of her fiery face.

Monsters appear in Los Angeles.

Los Angeles is on fire again.

what?

Yishilin quickly suppressed her inner turmoil and clamped her legs together, then carefully read the news on her mobile phone.

In the picture, a huge alien beast appeared above the sea of ​​fire.

The shape didn't look like a monster, but her intuition told her that it was a monster.

Alien Beasts: Creation Concept Art, Prototypes Reborn for the Joy of Creation