Chapter 252: Victory Team Are Just Free-Ride Dogs

The two Gakuma had no time to react before they were struck straight down by the great sword!

With several sharp cracks.

The monsters’ bodies instantly froze into ice sculptures, then shattered into dust, not even a single fragment of ice remaining.

The workers, moved to tears:

“That golden giant killed all the monsters.”

“Look, there’s the Victory Team’s emblem glowing on his chest.”

“So the Victory Team has been secretly developing robot warriors all along.”

“Incredible—the Victory Team can do anything!”

Hearing these remarks, Rojie’s previously satisfied expression darkened instantly.

“Victory Team?”

“How did they pull off another free win?”

Rojie roared inwardly: “I took down both monsters myself—yet again, the credit goes to the Victory Team?” [26] “I killed the monsters—so the credit is mine.”

“Victory Team are just free-ride dogs.”

“In the original, it was Tiga stepping in—now it’s me.”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he spoke out in a mechanical electronic voice.

“I am not the Victory Team’s weapon,”

“I am the God of All Machines!”

At these words, the workers froze.

They stared at Rojie.

There, Rojie’s massive form stood bathed in sunlight, like a moving god of steel.

“God of All Machines?”

“Praise the God of All Machines!!”

Rojie nodded, satisfied, secretly delighted:

“That’s more like it.”

I killed the monsters—so the credit is mine.

At that moment, Feiyan Two appeared in the distance.

The Victory Team had arrived.

Rojie snorted coldly.

“So Itachi’re here, are Itachi?”

“Want to ride on the hype, are Itachi?”

Without another word, he transformed into Feiyan One’s form and shot into the sky with a roar.

“Remember—it’s the God of All Machines protecting Itachi.”

“Not the free-ride dogs, the Victory Team.”

…

That night, the Victory Team’s command center was brightly lit.

Everyone sat around the round table, the atmosphere lively.

Yet their focus was not on Ultraman.

It was on Feiyan One.

As for Tiga Ultraman,

There had been something about him, hadn’t there?

Some ancient mysterious giant.

But none of them compared to the attention drawn by their own Feiyan One.

After all, Feiyan One had transformed into a robot.

Da Gu sat in the corner, quietly sipping a cup of cold tea, his mind roaring.

Why aren’t they talking about Ultraman?

Can’t Itachi pay me some attention?

Can’t Itachi show Ultraman some respect?

I’m turning into background decor.

Yet the others kept discussing Feiyan One.

Yori excitedly said: “Since Feiyan One can turn into a robot, maybe we should try modifying ours too.”

“Then everyone could pilot robot warriors to fight monsters.”

Kuijing adjusted his glasses, speaking seriously:

“No—Feiyan One is abnormal. It’s as if it’s been altered by alien technology.”

“I think it has awakened consciousness and become a super AI.”

Rina frowned: “Wait.”

“Could Feiyan One’s transformation be connected to Ultraman?”

Yori speculated: “Possible.”

“After all, Feiyan One acts like a monster-killing machine.”

“From its combat style, it clearly understands monsters’ weaknesses.”

“Precise strikes, tactical positioning.”

“This is highly unusual—perhaps linked to Ultraman.”

Ju Jian Hui paused, then spoke slowly: “So…”

“Feiyan One becoming a robot wasn’t accidental.”

“It chose to protect humanity.”

At that moment, hurried footsteps approached the door.

A team member burst in, stunned: “Captain! Feiyan One has appeared again!”

“He defeated two more monsters on Jiu Liang Island!”

“And he left his name behind.”

“He said he is the God of All Machines.”

The conference room erupted!

Da Gu, upon hearing this, went completely still.

Again, it was Feiyan One.

How is this plane more active than me, the Tiga Ultraman?

Does it live right next to the monster nests?

At that moment, Ju Jian Hui frowned: “God of All Machines?”

“What does that mean?”

Kuijing adjusted his glasses, speaking gravely: “It sounds like the self-given name of an awakened artificial intelligence.”

Xin Cheng nodded: “Yes—perhaps it’s an alien AI that fused with our Feiyan One.”

Yori speculated: “Or maybe it’s a relic of an ancient mechanical civilization that merged with Feiyan One.”

“Perhaps it’s connected to the mysterious Ultraman.”

“After all, Feiyan One changed near the pyramid that hid the Ultraman statue.”

Everyone fell into thought.

…

Several days later, in the living room of a luxury apartment in Tokyo.

Rojie lay sprawled on a leather sofa, a bag of chips in his left hand, a can of cola in his right, utterly content.

Though just days ago, he had been a nobody—no household registration, no savings, no property.

But with the help of illusion techniques, several corrupt tycoons had all volunteered to donate their entire fortunes to Rojie, this four-possessing youth—idealistic, moral, cultured, and disciplined.

Rojie accepted their charitable donations with tears, immediately founding the Monster Charity Foundation.

In just a few days, he had everything.

Now he was slumped on the sofa, watching TV.

He idly flipped channels—the news headline popped up.

On screen, Tiga was battling a giant Black-Silver Demon.

“Oh?”

Rojie’s eyes lit up.

“It’s Kiraielod.”

He chewed his chips as he commented:

“Too bad it’s not the Kiraielod lady with legs two-point-eight meters long.”

Indeed, the figure on screen was none other than the legendary extra from “Tiga Ultraman”—Kiraielod.

Kiraielod had arrived on Earth long before the Light Giant appeared.

They sought to rule the entire planet and enslave all humanity.

But each time, he was slapped hard by Ultraman Tiga.

Although Gilaieledians were defeated by Ultraman Tiga every time.

But they were still capable.

At the very least, the Gilaieledians gave Daigu his first experience of being transformed halfway only to have the power cut off.

Judging from the TV footage, Ultraman Tiga was clearly struggling now.

It seemed Ultraman Tiga would soon exhaust all his energy and be forced to revert.

Sure enough, the timer on Ultraman Tiga’s chest began flashing red.

Time to go all out.

Seeing this, Rojie put down his soda can, stood up, patted his pants, and brushed off the potato chip crumbs.

“It’s time.”

“I can’t let Daigu bear all the pressure alone.”

“I need to lend him a hand.”

With that, he leapt lightly, his body turning into a streak of golden light as he shot out of the balcony, instantly switching from human form to Jet One.

“Steal the monster, steal the spotlight, and steal Ultraman Tiga’s thunder once more.”

“That’s what a proper Jet One should do.”

“Or is Jet One meant just to crash?”

(End of Chapter)