Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

——According to the production date, Seven OV is divided into four stages: 94, 98, 99, and 02.

The 99 years that Xia Long is in now are the 6 years with 99 works.

The works from 99 are as follows.

Glory and Legend

"A Big Iron Block Flying in the Sky"

The Day When Fruit Ripened

The Result of the Agreement

The Copy Man

I am an Earthling

There are 6 works in total.

The Jingu Bridge incident that just happened is the story in "The Copy Man", and the next one is the last one "I Am an Earthling".

Theoretically speaking, after Xia Long participated in 99, there is still 02 to come.

However, Xia Long realized that 99 years might be his limit and he would definitely leave before 99 years.

It can even be said that it is uncertain whether the story in 02 in the original work will happen.

All this is because of the Nongmalt people, and Xia Long is determined to help them.

Xia Long didn't know what the situation was in the ov in his own world, but when he traveled to the current ov world, he did understand one thing.

In this world, the Nongmalte people are the real earthlings, and the current earthlings are invaders who were degraded and destroyed by some force after invading and occupying the land.

With the help of the Yabo people's abilities, Xia Long can utilize the power of resentment.

By using resentment, he can understand the source of the resentment and even synchronize their memories and past.

In order to determine this authenticity, he ignored many events that happened in 99 and traveled back and forth around the world.

Sometimes he would destroy aliens with evil intentions, sometimes he would search for ancient relics, and even take risks to use his own spirit to feel the ancient residual information of resentment that had lasted for tens of thousands of years.

After realizing how miserable the Nonmalt people were suffering, Xia Long thought that at least someone had to help them.

That person can't be Seven, so at least it could be him.

—Because no one knows better than him the pain and suffering suffered at the hands of invaders.

No one suffered more and hated the invaders than he did.

Someone once said, "It only takes one bad day to ruin a person."

If it were Xia Long, he would agree with this statement now.

So he is preparing tirelessly.

【really interesting.】

The Yabo man spoke in a strange voice in his spirit.

[People will call those who make sacrifices and commit atrocities for their position heroes, but are you going to betray your position? ]

【Shut up.】

[I know you best, because you are obviously from Earth. ]

The Yabo man's voice seemed to indicate that he was the person who knew Xialong best in the world.

[As an Earthling, you intend to help the Nongmalt people from a racial perspective, because your experience on Ian has made you believe that there should be fairness and justice among different races, and you are determined to fight for justice.]

[However, it is not so simple to support the truth instead of relatives, because it means you have to abandon many things, especially if the Nongmalt people and humans really go to war, the war will inevitably affect many people. ]

[You fight for justice because of your painful experiences, but your experience as an earthling makes you worry about individual tragedies in the macro sense. ]

[Your torn heart seems to be a collection of powerlessness and fragility. How can human hearts be weak? Do you finally understand? ]

Xia Long's thoughts were exposed, but there was no sign of hesitation on his face.

"However...those have nothing to do with you."

Xia Long spoke slowly, not with his mind, but with his mouth.

"I despise people like you who think they are used to seeing the pessimism and separation of the weak and therefore think that pursuing strength is the only option."

[What——?] Yabo just expressed a hint of doubt when he felt the pain of silver needles piercing all his pores again, like an electric current flowing through his body.

Because of this pain, it once again retreated into the depths of its spirit, sticking to its own little space.

Xia Long didn't care about the appearance of the Yabo man in his mind. He just lowered his head and counted the time silently in his heart.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes shining, and turned around and left.

——I hope that fairness and justice are not limited to race or the universe.

Perhaps it was because of protecting that thing that I survived.