Chapter 40: Cosmic Defense Force Enlistment Standards Exposed

The heavenly curtain's lens slowly pulled back,

Passing through the magnificent Ultraman Spaceport,

Sweeping over the vast residential area made of brilliant glass-like gemstones.

In the deepening light, a platform resembling a colossal arena slowly rose into the view of all civilizations.

It was a towering high platform that rose straight up, standing tall at the center of the Land of Light's city.

【Ultraman Arena】

The arena was still made of that special glass-like metal, but its structure was far more complex and refined than the buildings of the residential area.

Besides a huge central field of about several hundred thousand square kilometers,

six silver towering steles were erected around it, their bodies inscribed with ancient characters no one can understand.

Above the arena, it was bustling extraordinarily.

Countless young Ultraman warriors were engaged in fierce sparring and duels.

From time to time, several beams of different colors burst in the field, stirring ripples of energy.

Super Beast World.

Seventh Parallel Universe, White Tiger Clan.

The Snow Emperor originally held great affection for the Ultraman race, a species full of light and love.

But when she saw those young warriors fighting each other on the arena, her brow furrowed ever so slightly.

"Everything else in the Land of Light is fine, just a bit too militaristic."

"I see those Ultraman are still very young, like children, yet they spend all day training in the arena—that shouldn't be."

In her belief, love and peace are the true essence of the universe.

"Why make these children undergo such brutal training? That doesn't meet the standard of love!"

In the Snow Emperor's view,

the Ultraman civilization already possesses enough strong power to defend itself,

yet it still lets such young warriors undergo brutal combat training, which is highly inappropriate.

She felt that for these young Ultraman warriors, the urgent priority is to teach them the concept of love, not combat skills.

Beside her, Guigu also nodded.

"This Ultraman civilization is indeed not as benevolent as yours, Snow Emperor."

The heavenly curtain's picture continued to flow.

On the far side of the arena, there was an enormous display screen.

Beneath the screen, a tiny Ultraman kept firing beams, continuously striking the screen.

Around him were countless other Ultraman of similar size, all exerting themselves, frantically outputting at the screens before them.

Behind these small Ultraman, even more lined up in long queues, occasionally shouting and cheering, the atmosphere extremely lively.

One red small Ultraman's beam seemed inexhaustible, persistently bombarding the screen, as if his tiny body held endless energy.

Each strike landed, he kept exerting force, always holding back no strength.

Earth, PIA Headquarters.

Cheng Xin stared at that red small Ultraman, her brows furrowed.

"This little Ultraman looks really small—probably not even my age—why make him undergo such brutal training here?"

"The Ultraman civilization is already so powerful—why instill this violent mindset in children?"

However,

the next second.

A subtitle appeared on the heavenly curtain, delivering her an invisible slap.

【A Red Clan Ultraman four thousand years old, exerting all his strength to release beams】

"Ah?"

Cheng Xin was completely dumbfounded.

She had thought this little Ultraman was about her age, or even younger, but he turned out to be four thousand years old—more than enough to be her ancestor.

Beside her, Weide let out an undisguised snicker.

Faced with Cheng Xin's foolishness, he couldn't be bothered to refute her, so he just went along.

Now Weide actually enjoyed watching her get slapped in the face by the heavenly curtain.

This is far more satisfying than directly talking back.

"Cheng Xin, you're really stupid. What kind of civilization and species are the Ultraman? Can they be like human civilization? You're judging them with your narrow view."

He leaned lazily in his chair, musing with interest.

"I actually want to know, what is the purpose of those Ultraman beneath the huge screen, constantly firing beams at it? Is it just training?"

Cybertron, Decepticon Base.

Weizhen Tian watched the Red Clan Ultraman continuously releasing beams, a contemptuous smile appearing on his metallic face.

"Such a small Ultraman—by human standards, he probably hasn't been weaned yet."

"I really don't know what he's persisting for; his pitiful beam—what use could it have?"

If we talk about those earlier Ultraman like Zoffy and Sevengar,

their strength was indeed terrifying, wielding immense power.

but these current small Ultraman?

Better forget it!

The Red Spider also chimed in:

Boss, you're right—those big Ultramen are indeed terrifying beings, but these tiny Ultramen, I really don't know where they're strong.

However,

Just as he finished speaking,

The view on the sky-screen suddenly shifted from that little Ultraman to the huge screen before him.

A line of new subtitles slowly appeared.

【The Red Clan Ultraman, only four thousand years old, is very depressed.】

【Because his light's power is only at the surface level.】

【This disappointing result makes him extremely gloomy.】

Megatron's smile on his face instantly froze.

His mocking expression looked like a pile of forcibly twisted mechanical parts, ugly to the extreme.

He let out an incredulous roar in a tone that said, "You're messing with me."

"Just surface-level?"

"What kind of joke is this?!"

"Such a little Ultraman, you're telling me his light can cleanse the surface?!"

"Is this reasonable??"

Before the viewers from all heavens and worlds could recover from this shocking news, another even more breath-taking line of subtitles appeared on the sky-screen right after!

【The reason he's depressed is because he's dreamed since childhood of joining the Universe Guard.】

【To qualify for the Universe Guard, one's light must at least reach planet-busting level.】

Cybertron, Iron Fortress.

Inside the Autobot base, Optimus Prime's steady frame shuddered violently because of this line.

He was completely shocked by that little Ultraman's light skill.

A Ultraman who looks so young can unleash surface-level power with just a raised hand!

And yet, in this nation, such power is merely that of a 'child' who feels depressed for being too weak!

What's even more shocking is that there are as many as 180 billion of such Ultramen!

Optimus Prime's processor nearly crashed from information overload.

"Ultraman's strength……is really this unreasonable?"

"And what is this Universe Guard? Even surface-level light doesn't qualify to join!"

His heartfelt sigh carried a hint of tremor he himself hadn't even noticed.

"This……is truly terrifying."

At this moment,

Even Optimus Prime, as the leader of the Cybertron Autobots, couldn't help but be deeply shaken by this unfathomable reality.

Universe Guard……

Even surface-level strength lacks the qualification to join?

What exactly is this department, then?