Chapter 838

NO. 207: Mature Ultraman Sai Luo

The Aomo Monster Co., Ltd building is located in Columbia Lake City, Anmei District.

Although the journey is far, for the combination of Ultraman warriors, special agents, and monster users, it is naturally just ordinary.

But aside from the journey, everything else is quite special.

First, neither of the two Ultraman warriors nor the special agent had ever been to Anmei District, and Mr. Chaocang, who refused to give his name, had a particular excitement that only a Jidong person feels upon coming to Anmei District.

It made the fellow Bode people feel from the heart that this person is full of energy, unlike him, and they also felt sleepy.

Secondly, it's rather divine that the company boss actually sleeps in the company building instead of seeking another place.

Then, the meeting place he proactively reported was surprisingly just one street away from the company building, and indeed a BBQ stall.

This odd choice inevitably reminded Aomo of the last time he came to a similar place, which was also with that 'merchant' fellow.

But this is easy to understand, after all, seeing the various familiar ingredient names on the menu shows that the shop likely has many alien regulars.

Just from the way the stall owner greeted A Bulu when they met, Aomo even dared to guess that the stall's food supplier is none other than the Aomo Monster Company.

And what's most striking is that, after meeting, the company boss immediately started talking about his history of joining the Alien Business Alliance, like a fisherman who hasn't even been asked yet.

The atmosphere quickly grew heavy, like a criminal kneeling on the ground confessing his crimes, making one want to pair it with the 'Main Theme'.

But even so, this emotion can only move the inexperienced 22-year-old Ultraman.

And the special agent, whose age is unknown but feels not very old.

The 5921-year-old Ultraman has only observed the life of a corporate slave, not understanding the torment and struggle of a capitalist who is indecisive and not ruthless enough.

The 19-year-old monster user wore a blank expression, as if already accustomed to listening to such heavy confessions.

Even though he seemed indifferent, it didn't mean he wasn't listening attentively; in fact, that commentary was precisely his evaluation after listening carefully.

'How long can you keep using human feelings as an excuse to escape?'

Faced with this evaluation, the man in red armor covering his face fell silent, staying silent for three minutes. During that time, Jie De Ultraman seemed at a loss, as if he hadn't expected his monster-user companion to say that, while the special agent also remained silent, his troubled expression seeming to seek a solution by putting himself in the situation.

Sai Luo Ultraman also remained silent, but his expression stayed solemn, his gaze fixed on the Alien, as if a voiceless interrogator, tacitly allowing his companion's sharp words.

And that sharp-tongued monster user was utterly unaffected by the atmosphere, nor did he care about the other's silence.

He even reached out first for the skewers on the table—being dragged up in the middle of the night left him both hungry and exhausted; these brothers have plenty of sense of justice but lack attentiveness, and at times like this they are not at all pretending.

Now take a look at the Alien across from us.

Although he lives in a place like the Anmei District, he acts like someone from Jidong, trying to keep saying "as if", trying to put "as if" into practice, to be a capitalist who isn't so capitalist, dragging time along with the employees of the corporate family to dance together in a sea of fire.

Now we can even play the song "Inferno".

By the way, why/Speaking of why, we

We are suddenly stopping our thoughts/Hastily abandoning thought

The dream is a peaceful life/Longing for a peaceful life

Due to lack of knowledge, feeling uneasy/Also due to lack of knowledge, feeling anxious

This is the OP of "Fire Force"; although he hasn't finished watching this work that Bi Ze quite likes, he still quite likes the animation's song, after all, such uplifting-themed songs are also quite fitting to appear on the victor's stage.

It's a pity, though, that this doesn't match the style of the girls under him, so Aomo didn't even consider adding it to their KTV practice song list.

But after all, just how many people in the alliance would be this indecisive because they can't see things through?

Should we consider drafting a broad announcement to grab these guys by the collar and make them face reality?

Although for those who instinctively want to evade, the power of words isn't much—you still need to meet them and throw a couple punches to have any effect—but someone like the Yabulu chairman before us, whose mindset is already wavering on the brink of collapse, perhaps could also be reached that way.

He's just one stern warning away from sobriety……but drafting such a dissuasive document is really a hassle, plus we have to consider all kinds of hesitant mindsets—and the sleepy Aomo doesn't really want to add this task to his own plate.

Or maybe he should pass this line of thinking to Bicuikes, he thought.

The police bureau is not lacking in people skilled at reading minds; it just depends on their enthusiasm for claiming credit.

"... Am I using human sentiment to escape?"

Just as Aomo was crunching away on the crispy bone meat, his mind racing with multitasking trains, the aroma so strong that even the Ultraman beside him started to salivate, unable to keep his solemn expression, the silence on the other side suddenly ended.

The Alien, who had spread his hands and firmly gripped the one placed on his thigh, had already lifted his head to meet Aomo's gaze.

And he didn't care about the person's gaze, simply swallowing his food slowly and also putting down the metal skewer in his hand.

"In my view, that is indeed the case."

"Is it wrong to want to seize the present?"

"Not bad, provided you can actually seize the present."

With his elbows resting on the table, his ten fingers forming a tower, his aloof and cold words, like his dark-red eyes with a faintly opened black slit, he met the other's gaze, and that gaze instead caused the other's intense emotion to collapse at a touch.

"... Impractical..."

"Exactly so; even whether you are truly participating in the plan or merely preserving yourself, there is still room for discussion, and merely delaying time can only bring uninvited guests."

"It could be us, or it could be another group."

"Which side do you hope for?" he asked, holding up a skewer of two prongs with an oddly shaped linked meat wing, and placed it on Yabulu's plate.

"Do you need to hesitate? Right here and now, in front of us."

——

Half an hour later, Jiemen Xiqu, Linton's office living room.

Gripping the physical key used to open the document in his hand, Aomo glanced at it twice, then immediately tossed it to the precisely catching Sai Luo.

"Just as the Yabulu chairman said, open it remotely; that office even has a bomb rigged, let the police go disarm it."

"Can they do it?" Sai Luo asked.

"At least they're better than us." Aomo, who had plopped onto the sofa, immediately flopped sideways, lying there in a burnt-out state.

No longer interested in showing off their collections.

"Jierbalisi being just an artificial brain form is good news……Those guys themselves also have no experience dealing with runaway AI…they can only suppress, not dare to release, but that thing, as a tool for planning……is also quite tricky, fully capable of immediate response……later it will be very troublesome."

"Right……if there's a chance to dismantle it, can I apply for some material?"

"It can be, I guess," said Xiao Lu, who was still pondering Aomo's earlier coercive words while pouring water by the water dispenser: "But Aomo-san, actually giving him time to choose would also be fine; he seems capable of figuring it out on his own, otherwise he wouldn't have come to see us."

"You guys really aren't the least bit tired? And you were clearly beaten by the black dragon."

"Eh..." Xiao Lu couldn't immediately grasp Aomo's double meaning.

And Jie Si Ti Si proved that a super agent was still just an ordinary person before the interview code: "I actually am a bit tired."

"Thanks to you tonight, Aomo." Sai Luo, who had already gone behind the sofa, clung to the edge of the sofa and reached out to pat Aomo's arm when he was lying on his side.

"I don't think I helped much, whether it's the investigation or contacting that company, you could have solved it yourselves," said Aomo, squinting his eyes; when he brought up this topic, his eyes widened in dissatisfaction: "Actually, it should be you who solve it!"

"If we were to do this, it would still be quite a hassle." Sai Luo scratched his face.

"I know, the investigators of the Light Warriors mainly rely on being understanding and gentle in speech, right?"

"……" Perhaps it will turn out that way.

"I hope you refute a bit."