Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

The Yabo opened his eyes.

It may not be accurate to say that he opened his eyes, because he did not need to close his eyes. His observation of the outside world did not require the inefficient "eye" organ of humans, but rather a more comprehensive perception of information.

When his skin touches the surroundings, he can naturally obtain high-speed processing through the built-in machine. These processes are connected to the brain, helping him understand everything subconsciously.

Yabo got up slowly, put on pink panties and a black bra, picked up a white short-sleeved shirt and put it on her upper body, put on a knee-length skirt, tied up her brown hair with a white hairband in front of the mirror in the bathroom, then took the washing tools with lazy movements, and when the toothbrush made a mess in her mouth with foam, she took a sip of water and spit it all out.

After washing his face, he put on makeup, methodically using various cosmetics in his hands to make his face presentable.

According to his habit, underwear should be kept neat and tidy, but in fact, the person he is pretending to be will not care too much about this unless there is a date or an invitation, so he acts according to the person he is imitating. As for why he needs to wear makeup, the same principle applies.

While he was also able to completely simulate what a human female would look like with makeup on, there was no harm in smudging these elements onto his simulated skin.

I packed my things, pretended to have eaten, put on my coat, and pulled up my shoes that were hanging on my feet at the entrance. Then I put them on and walked out of the apartment.

When the automatic door at the entrance of the apartment building opened, from the perspective of an outsider, a trace of blood-red light flashed in his eyes.

[How about Military Supplies No. 1? ]

[The situation is very good. Although it took some effort to deal with that girl, next time we can directly invade the entire earth. 】

The girl walked out of the automatic door and followed the route to the subway station. He was a nurse working the early shift.

The "girl" has connected with her compatriots. Although it cannot be seen on the surface, on a channel that humans cannot find, reality and the demons from another dimension have reached a communication frequency.

[Very good, then make sure that girl is safe. We only brought a few military supplies, and the number of fires is not large. With the combat power of that light body, civilian supplies may not be a match.]

[The technology of the Earthlings also shocked me. Locking it down in advance is a good idea. Although I am not sure they can analyze the technology of our civilization, it is always better to be safe than sorry.]

Neither of the two Yabo people had expected that someone had guessed their plan. Although the Ultra Beast Eddes appeared twice in Chofu City in succession, the location of their important "core" could be inferred from the locations of the two appearances. This was a very unbelievable thing for them who regarded the Earth as their imaginary enemy.

Their so-called guarantee of the life of the "core" is just out of the idea of ​​"just in case".

【How are the others doing? 】

[To be honest, it's not good. Although the plan is being made, it will take time. As for discovering other aliens, there are some gains, but to be honest, the aliens we discovered are basically all garbage. The only difference between them and the earthlings is the number. ]

[Just let them cause a little commotion and take on something that even children can do.]

[That’s right, I didn’t expect much from them in the first place—well, good luck to you, Habakkuk.]

【good luck. 】

The communication disappeared, and the "girl" sat in the women's carriage, quietly waiting to come to the hospital.

 …

“It’s a trace.”

Light, earth, air currents, all of these will look different when observed with different means and different knowledge glasses.

When Watson sees a customer coming in with mud on his pants, he would think it is really disgraceful, while Holmes would say in silence, "Sir, it is so pitiful that you were robbed, but how could you be robbed on Third Street in the slums?"

In the second hospital, Xia Long found some traces. In fact, they could not be regarded as definite and effective evidence, but generally speaking they could be regarded as traces left by humans, like a footprint, which could be left by a wild beast passing by, or it could be made by humans.

Although Xia Long used all possible means to guess what kind of vicious and evil the enemy was, the territories of both sides were different from those of the imaginary enemy. The enemy might indeed have left traces because they did not expect that anyone could observe this.

Xia Long was very satisfied knowing this. He planned to use the rest of his time to set a trap, a very good trap.

The spring sun was rising over the side of the hospital, and a huge light was spreading out, covering the earth.

Xia Long walked out of the hospital gate and felt a ray of warm sunshine shining on him, which made him feel somewhat comfortable. A few sparse people came from the front and left behind him.

Xia Long subconsciously examined these faces, but he felt a hint of smile in his mind because he had discovered good news.

These people in front of him should not necessarily be enemies. He is now trying his best to hide his identity. Aliens can see each other's identities, but that is not absolute.

However, the good news is not enough. He still doesn't know the identity of that poor man, but he should know it soon. If the person he entrusted cannot give him good news, then he will have to resort to a slightly more brutal approach.

Birdmon may be a mechanical monster, and its core must be found.

A man with a child came towards us, and then a young woman with a mask came towards us, and then a young woman with her light brown hair tied up with a white hairband, and then...

Xia Long passed by them one by one, the wind around him bringing the scent of fallen leaves and flowers. After walking out of the door like this, he heard the Yabo people in his mind say:

[Do you know that the meaning you are pursuing is a kind of anesthetic? You do this because of regret. You work hard for those who don’t know your contribution at all. Of course, I know what you are thinking. You don’t need them to know, nor do you need their praise and admiration. As long as you do this, you will feel happy and joyful, but don’t you think that is not enough? You throw the stranded fish back into the sea, but there are thousands of fish in the sea, thousands of beaches and thousands of seas. You can do more...]

Xia Long was surprised to find that he could feel the voice of the Yabo people becoming a little unclear again, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he was talking in his mind; "Are you crazy again?"

At this moment, he subconsciously imagined whether there was something he had missed and the Yabo people had discovered it, but it was just a fleeting thought.

After he said it, he thought that it might be a good idea to say to the Yabo man, "Are you anxious?" He felt that whether the Yabo man answered or remained silent, it would reveal some information.

[Responsibility is the meaning. You use what you are doing now to fill the emptiness in your heart. You regard these as your responsibilities. You feel that you are fulfilled and busy. You are doing good for the public and for those who have died. You are so great and excellent. You are simply Jesus Christ! Do you want to be the savior of mankind? Or do you want to be the savior of those who have been invaded! ]

Xia Long felt that his good mood had visibly deteriorated, or rather, his good mood had cooled.

[Do you think that in a short life, as long as those equally short-lived people can obtain spiritual happiness in a limited time, it is enough and meaningful? You are too naive, as naive as a cicada! What you leave behind is just a short-lived noise! ​​Nothing will exist after the summer of this civilization, the summer of this universe, ends! ]

Xia Long's expression became somewhat cold. He said nothing, nor did he respond to Yabo's words. He just isolated himself from the outside world so that Yabo's loss of control would not cause some unnecessary energy fluctuations. However, Yabo's tone became more and more intense, and that vague voice became more and more angry, and finally it was almost distorted and roared at him in his mind with an angry voice as if rebuking him;

【You are so naive! 】

Xia Long originally wanted to let the Yabo man roar like this to see how long he could continue to roar rationally, but the sound of the Yabo man afterwards became meaningless and turned into complete noise that echoed and spread in his mind. To say that it was the roar of a wild beast was a compliment.

Xia Long couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the Yabo man into the depths of his consciousness.

When he was kicked in, he seemed to have suddenly regained his sanity and roared;

【I will tell you what is real! 】