Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

Some races are born with great power.

For example, a race like Ultraman, although it started out as a result of the Plasma Spark Tower, it later became the basic structure of the entire race.

The power they possess is enough to make them immune to most weapons and technological damage on their own. They can radiate extremely powerful power and can endure high and low temperatures. Their fundamental existence is like an existence that can only be derived from a larger environment.

They can make things on the ground fly into the sky, and can make mountains disappear. They may be cut into pieces but will not die. At the same time, they can see the souls left behind by dead lives. They can fly, read minds, see extremely far away things, and predict future disasters.

Primitive civilizations and races would revere such creatures as gods, because most primitive civilizations and races usually did not possess such special powers. They were usually mediocre and ordinary lives, relying on the biological properties of their flesh to survive hard and tenaciously in the food chain.

The Yabo people were like this before, but there are exceptions among the numerous Yabo people. In the era before the Yabo people's technology was sufficient to allow all mankind to have super powers, there were some lucky people who possessed this power that did not belong to the masses.

Such people will be given words with similar meanings in human language, such as "prophet", "magician", "son of God", "witch", "immortal", "superpower person"——

Among these people, some have demonstrated their strength to a great extent and have existed at an earlier stage. Their life experiences will live on as the public's memory and may even become part of the myth, the memory of civilization, and unreliable legends.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to be like this. There are both opportunists and smart people, and there are also many liars. If you believe this, you will think that all legends are true legends, and you will only get ridiculous answers.

The prophet may be just a madman, the magician may be just a juggler, the Son of God may be an ambitious person who wants to gain benefits from religion, the witch is just a tool of the ruling class, the immortals are nothingness, the super-powered people are nothingness, just like the real myths are nothingness - but among them, there may be real things, diamonds in the mud.

This is because there is indeed an energy and law in the world that early science cannot detect. This law even violates the common sense of most early life forms about nature. In that extremely primitive and extremely long-standing "common sense" that is engraved in genes, the supernatural becomes a concept that violates "normal" and is feared, admired, denied and rejected. Therefore, the lucky ones born in ordinary civilizations, who are mixed in with the ambitious people, will be persecuted instead.

This lucky person possesses powers that ordinary people cannot possess. In fact, most monsters are also such beings. They are the kind of beings that are almost innate, but are fortunately favored by the laws. Therefore, as creatures, they can be born with the talent of attracting storms in environments where they should not appear. The throat that swallows and spits out flames is also the skin that can resist missiles and even nuclear bomb explosions.

Radsuju originally thought that humans were completely incompetent insulators, but in fact, there did seem to be such a lucky group of people among humans.

......

“I haven’t put on my shoes yet…”

Xia Long, who was used to being alone, murmured softly and stretched his foot back.

Although Xia Long lived in Japan for a long time based on his comprehensive life experience, he basically either stayed away from society or served in the military where Japanese customs were not very present.

Even when he had time off, he would either stay at home or run around outside. He had basically never been to any entertainment or restaurant venues where one had to take off shoes before sitting down, so he had no habit of such things.

Normally when he is at home, he will change into slippers for convenience unless he is on vacation for several consecutive days and does not go out. However, since his new daughter reminded him, he will remember to change his shoes.

Moreover, I could smell the fragrance again.

After changing her shoes and going in, as expected, the girl was alone in her seat at the table in the unlit living room, staring blankly at the dusk outside the window. The sunlight had almost disappeared, leaving only a dark light like the afterglow intertwined with the darkness.

The dishes on the table were still steaming. Although they seemed to have been prepared for some time, they still retained some warmth.

At least it’s better than finding the food completely cold when you first come back.

"Didn't I tell you that you don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner? Besides, I'm the type that doesn't need to eat anyway."

“…Eating alone is lonely.”

"......" Xia Long is still not hard-hearted enough to let her get used to being alone.

Xia Long washed his hands, wiped them clean, and went to the kitchen to get two bowls of rice. Unlike the dishes that had lost some temperature, the rice was still emitting hot white steam.

When he returned to the living room, he found that the lights were not turned on yet. Xia Long sighed slightly, and the lights suddenly came on.

The white light illuminated the dining room. The girl raised her head blankly but did not make any other move because she was already used to it.

Although the god is no longer a god, but in her heart, at least she will not be surprised no matter what Xia Long does.

Xia Long placed a bowl of rice in front of the girl, then sat in the seat in front of the girl and put the rice down as well.

There is no rule that prohibits talking while eating at the table, but the two of them ate in silence. The only sound of chewing food could be heard in the air. The girl carefully moved her chopsticks, put the rice grains and the food she made into her mouth, and ate quietly.

"...How was school today?"

"Yeah... just like that."

"..."

However, Xia Long did not continue to remain calm, but tried to say something, but only received a bland response.

Although there was no hostility, this communication dilemma made people feel that they had no idea where to start, which really gave him a headache.

He told the girl a lot of things, so the girl was the person who knew the most about him in the world, and he cared about her very much.

It was also his idea to let the girl go back to school. To be honest, he was actually afraid of letting his daughter go back to school because she had experienced unpleasant experiences in school before. Also, from a practical point of view, it would not be easy for her to adapt to the new environment in a new school now. This was obviously not an easy task for the girl who was becoming increasingly quiet and silent.

But unlike Xia Long, Ogasawara Aiko is a person of this world, and different from people who will leave this world one day. If too careful care is implemented for the purpose of protecting the girl, then sooner or later Xia Long is gone, how can she gain a foothold in this world?

He wanted to give the girl an anchor to live again in this world.

——However, he was definitely not afraid of the girl, Ogasawara Aiko, being bullied.

If this could happen, he, Xia Long, would no longer be called Xia Long.

Of course there is another reason.

Xia Long glanced at the girl. Her face could be described as cute, but her eyes lacked much energy and vitality. It would be a bit of an exaggeration to say that she was depressed. She seemed to pay very little attention to her surroundings and was eating mechanically.

The reason why Xia Long can become a "Yabo person"...Let's temporarily understand "Yabo person" as a professional title in the game.

That's because there is an energy source called Yabo in his body. At the same time, he once had an extremely close connection with the Yabo. To use martial arts as an analogy, he was enlightened by a martial arts novel and thus woke up overnight and became a monk.

As for Ogasa's principle, there is no need to use martial arts metaphors, she is just a girl who accidentally awakened supernatural powers.

The seeds were planted in her body, and then because of Xia Long's operation and removal, some changes seemed to have occurred in her body, stimulating potential that perhaps should not have been stimulated.

This ability is manifested in that Ogasawara can sense things that do not exist, such as the resentment left behind by those who died unwillingly, or some vague emotions of others, and he is overly keen in perceiving the weaknesses of others. As for other aspects, they have not yet been discovered.

However, this superpower is a natural talent for a shrine maiden.

If you think about it this way, perhaps some of the ancient Japanese shrine maidens in this world really do possess super powers.

However, in the Ultraman genre, monsters and strange stories have always been popular themes. This tendency of screenwriters is reflected in the reality today, that is, the fact that there are evolvers within humans.

It's just that it's still unclear whether possessing this kind of power is good or bad for the girl.

After dinner, Ogasawara and Xia Long cleaned up the dishes together, then Ogasawara went to bed early, while Xia Long flipped through the books he had bought on his bookshelf, and felt a little regretful when he found that there were no signs of touching them, and sighed slightly.

He picked up a collection of fairy tales by Kenji Miyazawa, hoping to recommend this simple story to Ogasawara Aiko tomorrow.

There's no point to it, I just hope she has something she wants to see.

This time, a voice reached his ears.

[It's really interesting. Isn't that super beast doing very well? ]

Without even a pause, Xia Long carried the book to the living room, opened it and read it himself, his eyes passing over the symbols with black letters on a white background.

This was the first time Radsuju spoke to Xia Long since what happened yesterday.

[Nothing, just the resentment of an abandoned dog. Such a super beast can do whatever it wants in this world.]

The resentment of a wild dog means it can be found everywhere.

[I used the resentment accumulated every day to recreate a super beast, and let the God of Destruction pretend to be a murderer to attack my companions, just to remove you from the suspicion of Tucker team. It seems that you care about this girl very much. Why, has the long-lost love and tenderness of humanity been awakened? ]

[I didn't expect you to talk about your companions. I thought you wouldn't care about such trivial matters.]

[Also, today's encouragement to the incompetent team members is also very good. Everyone is trying to protect someone. I am so moved that I want to cry. What a great sentence. Everyone has someone to protect, relatives, companions, and the traces left are also here. Only you, obviously no important people are here, but you say this. Doesn't this make you look pitiful and hypocritical? Because you see, you are the only one who doesn't have anyone to protect. ]

[...Please continue.]

[Or is the person you want to protect the girl? It's incredible that you were caught in a simple tragedy and fell into it so easily. Can you still be the guardian of civilization? You will only make people uneasy. In the end, the person you want to protect may not be here at all. Either he is dead or he can't be found. With the responsibility supported by guilt and anger, can you do better than the person you despise in the end? ]

[What a sharp tongue...]

[What standards do you use to maintain the harmony of the universe, Xia Long? ]

There are no standards.

Taking his eyes off the book, Xia Long stood up and walked to the curtains, slightly opened them, and said while looking out the window.

[At least, now I think I did nothing wrong. Killing the invading Yabo people was definitely not wrong.]

It’s not that Xia Long didn’t think about it, but thinking is thinking, and speculation is speculation. He would not discuss his ideas with the Yabo people. He would treat the Yabo people with rude language and indifferent attitude.

Because, there may be truth in what the Yabo people said - it is better to say that there must be correct theories, but those correct theories all have purposes and prerequisites, and even if they are correct in other contexts, they may not be correct in the current context.

This is fundamentally different from public figures who encourage people to "have a future only through hard work" and are exposed for falsifying their academic qualifications. Even if the academic qualifications are falsified, there is nothing wrong in encouraging hard work (although hard work often goes unrewarded). In the general environment, such words themselves will not become bad just because the person has become bad.

But even though the Yabo man's argument seems to be "the man is wrong but his words are not wrong" in essence, it is secretly intended to deflect his thoughts to various degrees. It's just that it is a subtle difference that makes him have flaws through a slightly radical or slight way of thinking.

He dared to guarantee that as long as he responded and paid attention, the Yabo people would dare to drag him into an endless vortex to the extent reasonable.

Although he had an absolute physical advantage, facing the Yabo people, he hoped that his advantage would become a fixed fact forever.

'What a hassle. '

Xia Long thought so while leaning against the window, while Yabo people said lightly.

[Then, the next time we meet, it will be another space slideshow. ]

【There are few things I can teach you, but there are many things you need to learn. 】

[Do you want to be my teacher? ]

【No, this is the truth.】