Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

November.

The air has become gradually colder, and even at noon when the sun is warmer, the beach where people play in the summer is now empty. However, at the pier, there are still people with fishing rods and buckets, using dough or earthworms to fish out fish.

Xia Long was walking on the beach. An Ultra Guard plane flew overhead, but it did not fly far away. Instead, it stopped within sight and landed vertically.

Xia Long didn’t know what this coastal city was called, but it was a meaningless name anyway.

However, according to the Nongmalt people, there was a civilization that was different from humans but also very old and once lived in the far reaches of this sea, and they therefore left traces in human history.

That civilization is set in Japanese mythology, which is the story of Urashima Taro and the Dragon Palace, which is similar to the Chinese Lan Ke. That is, it is a civilization with time and space capabilities, or technology.

It is even more extreme than a day in heaven and a year on earth. It is only a few days and hours, but when you turn around, a hundred years have passed.

Xia Long was of course very curious about this, after all, in his world, time travel was still just a science fiction concept. In actual theory, in order to solve the contradiction of time travel, there are explanations of parallel worlds and a theory by Hawking, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

Hawking once held a banquet for future people. This was a private banquet, but he prepared the banquet venue, prepared salads and brought out wine. However, until the end of the banquet, no one showed up with an invitation that they should not have. Only after the banquet failed did he announce the failure of the "Welcome Time Travelers" banquet.

His experiment failed because he wanted to send out the invitations after the party, but of course no one came with the non-existent invitations. It is not known whether the time travelers were unwilling to waste time traveling for such a thing, or whether humans will not actually develop the technology to travel through time in the future.

In short, it is certain that time travel is impossible in his world. At least there is no hope in the existing scientific system.

However, he did not want to completely apply his original understanding to the world of Ultraman. Everything was possible here, and he came here only because something was going to happen here.

Xia Long's current appearance is his original appearance. He is relatively tall in Japan during this period, and there is an indescribable temperament spreading around him. He is quite conspicuous standing on the beach.

Actually, he hadn't had a normal meal for three months since he left Weng Island, and he wasn't hungry at all now. However, after meeting the Nongmalt people and confirming his next goal, his initiative dropped sharply - because the time had not come yet, he relaxed a little.

It's not like he hadn't eaten anything in the past three months. The remaining habits of ordinary humans still affected him. He drank a lot of water and ate a little, but those things were probably only enough for a person to sustain activities for 7 days.

He had nothing to do when he was free, so he used the money he earned - from many different sources - to find a restaurant in this place to eat.

Strangely enough, after he had eaten a certain amount, he no longer felt full, as if all the food he continued to swallow was sent into another dimension. Although he could still taste the food normally, he unconsciously felt a little empty. He was never full nor hungry, and it seemed as if what he was swallowing was just smelly plastic.

There were piles of plates on the table, and only a few residues were left on the empty plates that were littered with cups and plates. Fish meat and rice grains, bones and eyeless fish heads, small green leaves, simple seasonings, etc. were stuck to the white plates.

He had a rough idea of ​​who was behind this, but he didn't yell at him nor did he get angry. There seemed to be a kind of indifference and mockery in his heart. He thought about it in his heart but didn't say a word to that damn alien.

"I will kill you sooner or later..."

The boss, who seemed to have a little sweat on his forehead, walked out of the bar, stood next to Xia Long, and said in a humble voice:

"Guest, is it okay to eat so much?"

"Check out the bill. How much?"

"Ah, this... a total of..."

Xia Long took out his wallet, opened it and handed it to the boss. It was neatly stuffed with banknotes. He said politely, "Please help yourself."

The boss, who had not yet calculated the exact number, was shocked. The sound was stuck in his throat for a long time. After a while, he actually reached out and took the money himself, but he was very careful, taking out one bill at a time.

Xia Long waited patiently for him to finish drawing the bills, then nodded and said, "Another cup of oolong tea, please."

"No, no, I'll bring it up right away." The boss carefully placed the money in front of Xia Long's eyes, then wiped the sweat off his forehead with his other hand and turned back to the bar. After a while, the brown oolong tea was served in a glass, along with two bills and a few coins.

Xia Long grabbed the change and stuffed it into his wallet, then picked up the oolong tea and drank it sip by sip. Sitting by the window, he could feel the shapeless light cast by the leaden sky. The clouds were light, dark, white, and black, covering the sky. He looked out the window and drank the oolong tea. His sight seemed to see the sea in the distance, the waves were heaving, and the cold wind was blowing.

It happened that at this time new customers came to the restaurant, one young and one old. They looked completely different from each other, but they entered the restaurant one after another. The younger one was carrying a small bucket in front.

After the young man entered, he did not notice anything unusual for a while, but his eyes were naturally attracted to Xia Long's table, which was piled with a lot of dishes that had not been cleared away. Then he saw Xia Long's appearance unconsciously, and his face changed slightly.

The young man was wearing the Ultra Guard uniform and had an agile figure. Behind him followed an old man with slightly ragged clothes and a lifeless look. There was a kind of aimless confusion around him.

"Long time no see." Xia Long tapped the bottom of the cup on the table. Before he let go of the cup, he paused and said, "...What a coincidence, Team Member Feng Sen Zhenghui."

"…What a coincidence, you are eating here too."

Perhaps out of consideration for the presence of ordinary people, Feng Sen Zhenghui greeted everyone in a young voice, but his tone was a little heavy, making people feel that the air density in the restaurant was a little higher.

"I didn't come to you on purpose. I only came here for some harmless purposes of my own."

"Really? This place is very suitable for fishing, and the fish are really big. My senior also likes this place very much."

Feng Sen Zheng Hui smiled with a fake smile. There was a loud sound of glass colliding in the bar. The old man looked at Xia Long with a blank look, then looked at Feng Sen Zheng Hui, and asked in a low voice: "Why, do you know each other?"

"Um, well, there is some relationship."

While they were talking in low voices, Xia Long drank the oolong tea in one gulp. He put down the glass, wiped his mouth, stood up and left.

Feng Sen Zhenghui stopped talking and looked at him seriously. At this time, Xia Long heard telepathy.

[What are you going to do? Alien.]

At this time, Xia Long happened to walk beside him. Xia Long turned his head and looked at him. Due to the height difference, Feng Sen Zheng Hui's momentum seemed to be weaker than Xia Long. Xia Long looked into Feng Sen Zheng Hui's eyes that refused to give in.

[Do you know what the next line of "The air is trembling, as if the sky is burning" is? ]

【What? 】

[Yes, a big storm is coming.]

As soon as the telepathy ended, Xia Long had already walked away, opened the door and walked out of the restaurant.

I see—next is the story of the Dragon Palace.

Japanese works always like to adapt local legends into modern styles. Although Xia Long used to envy this kind of emphasis on their own culture - which preserves more distinctive traditional culture and attracts attention to it - he is not interested in it now.

Maybe it’s a story about a young man who went to Dragon Palace, made some kind of promise, but when he came back he became an old man and forgot the promise?

Then Longgong thought that the old man had broken his promise and came back for revenge.

Xia Long didn't remember it very clearly, but in his memory, he didn't have a deep impression of this story, and it was probably not a very well adapted story.

Although Xia Long was interested in the power of Dragon Palace, he was not interested in the stories about it.