Chapter 518: NO．101：Even in falling, there is fortune in climbing

NO．101：Even in falling, there is fortune in climbing

"Beep… beep… beep…… The received tone is…… 'Inclusiveness', with deep resonance being 'Observation'."

"The mission priority is adjusted to 'Concretization'; we need to achieve 'Visualization', thereby…… 'On the right path'."

"Waiting, merging, the moment when the universe and worlds converge."

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"You're back, there should be three of them, right?"

Upon hearing that greeting, Aomo, who already felt the solid ground underfoot, also turned his head and saw Teweier suddenly sit up from the hospital bed, raising his upper body.

So he turned his head and answered the man at the hospital door: "It's three people; how come you're the one sitting here? What about Bicuikes?"

"If you mean that policewoman, she was called away by a phone call," the man shrugged, "and I just happened to be off work, so I came to check the situation."

He said that, then tightened his leather jacket.

"By the way, is the air conditioning set too low here?"

"You're not an Ultraman warrior from M78; the peak of warriors isn't colder than this?"

Although he was complaining, he still adjusted the temperature on the terminal; Aomo glanced at the pair of men nearby, feeling surprised, yet he stepped forward to greet the super agent, not surprised that they knew each other.

After all, they were on the same battlefield; even if they weren't together at first, as the fighting dragged on, they eventually had a chance to meet and recognize each other.

He couldn't help but wonder, for example: as a super agent, could Mr. Jie Si Ti Si also become Ultraman's enhanced armor?

After all, Gurittoman and Ultraman have similar builds, and Mr. Jie Si Ti Si actually has several sets of enhanced external gear, which just happen to make up a few spare parts—originally from Chaldea, which had been used to save him.

But if that were possible, the image would still be rather delicate.

When the support equipment of the Super Agent system exerts actual support, it always involves transformation and combination.

Not only the support gear, but occasionally even the one being supported must transform together, performing shape twists that exceed the limits of carbon-based life; thus…… the image resembles a forced splice of the 'New' series, equally delicate.

That might only happen in a nightmare…… Aomo, unwilling to dwell on it, simply operated the light screen again to check the time, then continued asking the two Ultraman warriors and support gear who were chatting together.

"Did Bicuikes leave any words before leaving? Like, what should I do later?"

"In half an hour there will be an awards ceremony; going out there will also be a press conference and independent interview—ah, I'm talking about local time, are you interested?"

"Oh! There's such an arrangement!" The super agent looked quite fulfilled.

But the demon said: "Not interested; rather, I just want to run away."

"We all guessed you'd say that; she helped you submit the application online for commendation, interview, and survey, while the material rewards will be distributed to your office today, so you can go back now."

The off-duty o50 laborer said, adding: "The premise is that you really want to go back."

"That sounds like you're saying I shouldn't go back."

"There's a celebration banquet, oh, it's a chance to feast heartily, and moreover many people want to see you."

"No interest; it gets in the way of me going home to cook."

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"Why all these expressions? Could I possibly bring that bunch of girls to mix in this kind of banquet?"

"What do you mean by 'girls'?"

"No, I just also forgot about that."

"Nobody cares about me?"

Originally having the best medical treatment, the Metronian whose body was so good he could even get out of bed immediately, originally wanted to poke his head out to complain, but saw the trio standing at the door: Red Kai, Aomo, and Jie Si Ti Si.

He immediately stopped wanting to complain, even tiptoeing carefully, he lay back down on the bed and pretended to be dead.

He had a strong sense of self as an evil invader.

In fact, he indeed had to spend some time in prison, but unlike Commander Bulaike with a lengthy sentence, he even had to face a court trial to decide whether to be sentenced to death.

Prison life is certainly oppressive, but in terms of actual treatment and rules, there are differences between one imprisonment and another.

This universe person, secretly pulling up an umastagram account under the covers, had no fear of the future, but was full of anticipation.

After all, after today he no longer needs to be trapped in this prison of collective dreams.

The Metronians' aggression pursuit was just like the commanders of Blake Star, and like the Shade Star People, they carried out the warlike way of survival.

Killing, destruction, plunder—until they encountered the great wall on Earth.

The great wall forged jointly by humanity and Ultraman, named Light, named Bond, named Peace.

Just having witnessed and felt their dreams, do you then call your own task, your accustomed way of survival, a dream as well?

Encased in gem‑like glass, how fragile and cheap is it?

It shatters so easily, and can even easily scratch one's own hand.

In this group called 'United', many are such wounded—full of fatigue, anger, resentment, even despair—locked away by a sarcophagus‑like confinement device into deep darkness.

Both mediocre and vulgar.

Lacking deeper thought, they regard inertia's choice as the courage of a all‑or‑nothing gamble, and are better at how to move themselves.

So‑called uniform luster is mostly the clamor of counterfeits; true brilliance and sparkle are known only to oneself.

Upon arriving at his future long‑term residence, standing by the window and watching his former colleagues being led deeper into prison, Teweier did not mind the window's narrowness.

He merely watched their reactions; his usually bright eyes also seemed tinged with distant resentment and loss.

But even then, the well‑known program of the Umamusume classic replay, whose timer had just been set and would automatically switch when it expired, came at just the right moment.

That was a sudden cheer that could make one jump.

"It's the Triple Crown Umamusume! A new Triple Crown Umamusume has been born here! This pursuit is practically a re‑manifestation of what Qianming represents!? Or perhaps it's completely different."

Hearing the sound and turning back, his eyes once again gleamed with rising spirit.

In this single‑person prison cell with especially excellent soundproofing, he even finally stopped worrying about other universe people's faces, releasing a volume as if he were on site.

Only the nearby rooms and the edge cameras would actually receive any sound.

And this prison is the Boundary Gate District prison.

What kind of concept is the prison in Boundary Gate District? It's that even if you loudly play the Uma Musume race, you won't be called an idiot; instead, someone will gently knock on your side wall and ask:

"You are watching Deep's Kikuka Sho recording?"

"…?"

I also didn't expect to meet such a 'just listening to the commentary metaphor you can tell which race it is' superfan right after being locked up; Tewei'er stared blankly, then instinctively looked up at the sign hanging on that side wall.

There are numbers convenient for prison guards to manage, yet also the real names that protect human rights.

【No. 325 Dongzi Zhenren】

The dust-covered gemstone, or perhaps it could have a distinctive excavation method.

Everyone in the prison is talented, and they speak pleasantly. jpg

(End of chapter)